tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-317844252024-03-14T05:57:31.186+08:00my lifedo you ever tired of talking?napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-63177121188530608752011-04-01T00:18:00.001+08:002011-04-01T00:19:42.164+08:00You Are Invited!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBDSSjmtjTI/TZSpkIpmoTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wrUnx7fSbYo/s1600/qaisara_card.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590279475735994674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBDSSjmtjTI/TZSpkIpmoTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/wrUnx7fSbYo/s400/qaisara_card.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><div></div>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-44929560404254121032011-02-07T16:30:00.004+08:002011-02-09T22:46:02.049+08:00Perasaan<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >I have 2 grandmothers, both named Ami..and we don't call them both as nenek..just atok..not sure why atok and not nenek..since both nenek are having the same name, we have another name (funny, yet practical i thought) to differentiate them both.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Tok Ami (my mother's mother) is a thin lady, so she deserves Tok Ami Kurus name. And the other Tok Ami (my father's mother) of course will have to take Tok Ami Gemuk name..(padahal idak lah gemuk mana, sedang2 aje badannya gitu)..but that's how we called both our grannies...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >We are not really close to Tok Ami Gemuk, relatively...my father was taken care by his auntie, not his mother..(ok..so actually I have like 3 grannies overall). So does my father, he is not close to his own mother.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Not really sure of Tok Ami's age, I guess she must be really old that she doesn't really hear and see perfectly now..and sometimes she couldn't even recognises us. It is sad so see that. Apatah lagi bila membayangkan adakah kita akan seperti dia nanti..The most sad part, she is now hospitalised, in unconscious state. It is painful to see her in that condition, but I believe Allah must have better plans for her.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >The most touching part is, to see the reaction of my father facing this situation. He doesn't really look sad (luaran lah, dalaman tak tahu)..unlike one of his brother, who cried looking at Tok Ami lying unconsciously on the bed.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >I did complaint this to my mother in front of him "Mak, abah tak datang dekat atok pun..macam tak ada perasaan je" and this is what replied during his conversation with one of my brother in law:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >" Along cakap abah tak ada perasaan tengok Atok macam tu. Macam mana abah nak ada perasaan, abah tak pernah tahu pun dia tu mak abah..yang abah tahu Atok Embam (the one who took care of him) tu emak abah. Macam mana abah nak ada perasaan"</span></em></strong><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><strong>As anak,</strong> I felt guilty to hear the confession (kalau aku x komplen, mesti benda ni x terkeluar dari mulut abah)..but at the same time, I'm grateful, I was born in a family with full of love (so tak ada la isu kekurangan kasih sayang macam abah).</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><strong>As a mother, </strong>I take this as a lesson, not to take this for granted towards my child. Give love, and you'll be loved..that's how it should be. </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Along am sorry Abah. I know it must be conflicting in and out his soul. Dan mulutku ini juga harus kujaga..agar nanti jangan sampai Abah pula yang kata anaknya tak pandai jaga perasaan bapaknya. :(</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:georgia;" >To Tok Ami who is now lying on the bed, I pray day and night, agar diringankan kesakitannya. But Allah knows best. Tawakkal dan Redha, itu yang sebaiknya. Wallahua'lam.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">*update</span>: My beloved grandmother passed away on 7th of Feb...semoga rohnya ditempatkan dikalangan orang yang beriman...<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-27951463114725037132011-01-03T15:55:00.002+08:002011-01-03T16:04:25.918+08:00Happy New Year<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">2011 sudah datang ;) and how's about your last year's resolution? I didn't even remember about my last year's resolution or..didn't I have one? *shame on me*</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">So, nothing much I target for this new year..I just hope for a healthy, balanced life. That's the most important to bring out happiness in life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">I already have few plans in mind this year, but let it left unspoken, kalau jadi baru boleh cerita ;)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">May this year bring a lot of happiness and luck to you out there.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-62784291369598813062010-09-21T16:24:00.002+08:002010-09-21T16:36:30.333+08:00in the mood of updating<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">It's been months! Pemaleh betul nak update eheh. I've been busy for nothing lately..Ntah apa yang busy pun tak tahu..tapi bila nak update je..konon2 tak sempat :P</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Too many things happened this few months..but again, i'm just too lazy to remember all that. All i know:</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">My darling daughter has grown up so fast (how I wish it happens not too fast)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">We are blessed with 2 boys (it's our sisters' son)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">What else? To be updated soon.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Pathetic post, isn't it?</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-9009616999798020132010-05-03T10:38:00.003+08:002010-05-03T12:13:41.860+08:00cuteness<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"><strong>Fact 1</strong>:</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">My mother's Name: Katijah binti Md Said [read: nek jah]</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">My only nephew at this moment: Aqeef Abbasy [read: adik Aqeef]</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"><strong>Fact 2:</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Lagu standard yang budak kecik will be taught, then akan suka nyanyi repetitously:</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Bapa ku pulang dari kota</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Bapaku belikan kereta</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Kereta kecil warna merah</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Boleh ku bawa ke sekolah</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Kereta kecilku berbunyi</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Marilah adik mari naik</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Boleh kubawa kerumah nenek</span></em><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"><strong>Fact 3:</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Lagu standard yang dah modified and sang by Qaisara:</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">Bapa ku pulang dari </span></em><em><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#330033;"><strong>kotak<br /></strong>Bapaku belikan kereta<br />Kereta kecil warna merah<br />Boleh ku bawa ke sekolah<br />Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon Pon<br />Kereta kecilku berbunyi<br />Marilah <strong>adik Aqeef</strong> mari naik<br />Boleh kubawa kerumah <strong>Nek Jah</strong></span></span></em><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;">I soo love the newly modified lyrics, that i almost forgot the original one!</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#330033;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-66964532695473736282010-01-07T11:08:00.010+08:002010-01-07T11:45:17.666+08:00Qaisara is now playschooling<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VWvvvGzvI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9tVfvAOcTDc/s1600-h/DSC_1076.JPG"><span style="color:#663366;"></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VWWfLS1UI/AAAAAAAAAV8/J4GfTbWrUgA/s1600-h/DSC_1065.JPG"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423836270563611970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VWWfLS1UI/AAAAAAAAAV8/J4GfTbWrUgA/s400/DSC_1065.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"><br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VVS4-erzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Rud2LuFSY2c/s1600-h/DSC_1074.JPG"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423835109258080050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VVS4-erzI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Rud2LuFSY2c/s400/DSC_1074.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VUvsABF3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/1QpZ2a6nuLU/s1600-h/DSC_1080.JPG"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423834504479446898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/S0VUvsABF3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/1QpZ2a6nuLU/s400/DSC_1080.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;"> I'm proud of you darling!</span></em><br /><br /><br /></span><div></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663366;">Thank god that I still remember the login password to blog. Sangat lama tidak belog, aite? </span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663366;">To the topic: Today is officially the 4th day since Qaisara enrolled to her playschool nearby her nursery. I'm kinda happy + sebak pun ada juge..anak ku sudah ke sekolah! </span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663366;">She's only 3 this year, to be exact this April. People might ask, why send her too early? </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;">i) kesian dia, kecik lagi</span></div><div><span style="color:#663366;">ii) nanti dia jemu, lama sangat dekat tadika</span></div><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;">And my answer would be:</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#663366;">i) she has been sent to nursery since she was 3 months old. Independency is not an issue. Lagipun daripada duduk main [read: bergaduh, berebut barang] dekat nursery, it's better to expose her new social skills and also new friends..</span></div><div><span style="color:#663366;">ii) Not sure if she'll get bored later on, one thing for sure she won't learn the same thing every year...plus she's only enrolled to playschool, and i choose montessori approach so that it won't stress on academics too much at her age...kalau nak kira jemu, kita kat primary school tu 6 tahun dekat sekolah yang sama jugak...ok je.</span></div><br /><span style="color:#663366;">She seems enjoying her moment at school, still adapting though..I'm always hope and pray that she'll cope with her new environment fast and of course enjoying the class the whole year. AMIN.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><div align="left"></div></div></div>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-67753699987899409042009-09-30T13:12:00.006+08:002009-09-30T13:22:31.166+08:00AidilfitriYang Bererti<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SsLp21eItCI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vnizQHokyYE/s1600-h/raya4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387125232564220962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SsLp21eItCI/AAAAAAAAAVk/vnizQHokyYE/s400/raya4.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#663366;"><em>She now understands what raya means..sungguh bererti kan raya tahun ini?</em><br /></span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SsLpo0WEv4I/AAAAAAAAAVU/sr24MnlrwEQ/s1600-h/salam+raya4.jpg"></a></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#663366;">Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri kepada semua..Maaf Zahir dan Batin.</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-32745747435288447222009-08-06T14:49:00.008+08:002009-08-06T22:16:19.353+08:00Dearly Deported<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">I was listening to MIX FM this morning on the way to the office, and got the chance to listen to the 2nd Winner for <em>Dearly Deported</em> Segment.<br /><br />Let me brief what is Dearly Deported to those who doesn't listen to MIXfm:<br /><br />It's actually a program to reunite long lost loved ones: siblings, friends (not sure if bf/gf counts). They are flying your loved one to Kuala Lumpur and take them straight to the MIX fm studio. They put the overseas relative in one studio and the Malaysian-based relative in an adjoining studio. They will be able to see each other, but won’t be able to talk to each other.<br /><br />And then the Malaysian-based relative will have to answer 3 questions about their overseas relative:<br /><br />· Get ONE right – they spend 10 minutes together;<br />· Get TWO right – they get 1 hour together;<br />· Get all THREE right – they are reunited for 2 weeks!<br /><br />But if he or she gets none of the questions right – they will instantly deport the loved one. No hugs, not even a chance to say hello... she/he will be taken straight back to the airport and put them on a flight back home.<br /><br />So this morning, It's Johnny and her never- met- sister turn. It’s not just long lost loved relatives - but a brother and sister who didn’t even know that each other existed till one month ago...Johnny’s parents never mentioned that he had a baby sister… who was three days old when she was given away to a British soldier and returned to England with her. This was 45 years ago. In July, Susan came down to Malaysia for work, and put up an advertisement looking for her Malaysian family. They have been in touch since via Skype, but they’ve never met each other. If I were in his shoes, hmmm x boleh bayangkan mcm mana...<br /><br />Rules of the game: he (and his family) will only get the chance to hug, talk, etc with Susan only if he is able to answer these 3 questions:<br /><br />Q1: How many times did Susan get engaged b4 getting married to her husband?<br />(How was he supposed to know? X pernah jumpa for 45 yrs, ntah2 bila kahwin pun dia x tahu..)<br /><br />I was waiting nervously for his answer. And of course he failed to answer the question correctly. (Oh my, it means he (they) can't spend 2 weeks with her sis. The longest possible is only 1 hour).<br /><br />Q2: Where does Susan's adopted mother lives? (He got it right, and yeay he won 10 minutes to spend with her sister)<br /><br />Q3: Susan is a teacher. What subject does she teaches?<br />( I felt like crying when i didn't hear any answer from Johnny...not sure of the answer, i guessed. Eventually he answered)<br /><br />I can't help myself for not crying at that moment, because i heard Johnny cried. (He must be blaming himself for not answering the questions well. The whole family was in the conty, waiting to hug their sister/daughter..what if the 3rd Qs is wrongly answered? 10 menet je lah dapat berpeluk bagai and then, goodbye..sedih2..<br /><br />Luckily the 3rd question was correct. Means they can spend 1 hour together, before Susan flying back to Sweden. From the radio i could hear they were hugging and crying..sedih sedih. Surprisingly, the DJ announced that they can spend not 1 hour, but another 30 hrs, due to the flight unavailability to Sweden..lucky girl :)<br /><br />The DJs were also asking the father on how he felt for this...He was quite disappointed for not getting the chance to spend 2 weeks with her daugter, as he planned to bring her daughter to Penang, their hometown and he hope they will do that other time sooner or later.<br /><br />What a fantastic community service you guys have MIXfm :)<br /><br />If you wish to meet any of your long losted relatives overseas, the registration is still open until tomorrow..go find it out @ </span><a href="http://www.mix.fm/"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">mix.fm</span></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">...<br /><br />p/s: I feel old listening to MIXfm, anyhow i feel too young listening to HITZfm :P</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-85240459976052951392009-06-08T10:57:00.003+08:002009-06-08T11:34:14.075+08:00Month of June<span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Event Standard di Malaysia on the month of June:<br /><br />-Cuti sekolah yang agak panjang..like 2 weeks kot<br />-Kenduri kahwin yang sangat banyak..di mana2 (asalkan di Malaysia) memandangkan ramai yang mengambil kesempatan berkenduri di musim cuti sekolah..senang saudara mara nak datang..anak2 semua nya bercuti..so boleh la lama sikit duduk dekat kampung ;)<br /><br />So ramaila pasangan yang celebrate their wedding anniversary on June. Masa blog-hopping pun, antara topics yg di update by most of fellow-bloggers:<br /><br /></span><a href="http://edamanali.blogspot.com/2009/06/anniversary.html"><span style="color:#990000;">Anniversary </span></a><br /><a href="http://sikulat.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-june-2009.html"><span style="color:#990000;">1st June 2009</span></a><span style="color:#990000;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Uhuh..bahagianya masing2..tapi dlm byk2 entry, yang </span><a href="http://szuraimah.blogspot.com/2009/06/5th-anniversary.html"><span style="color:#cc0000;">ni</span></a><span style="color:#663366;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"> </span>paling tak tahan sekali…</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Hebat hebat..saya respek dgn husband Kak Siti..(x boleh dibayangkan kalau saya di tempat Kak Siti) Mahunya x masuk ofis seminggu sbb malu2…tp malu2 itu berbaloi sbb dapat COACH handbag :P, new watch and duit $$$$<br /><br />Whatever it is..i believe everybody, including me and my hubby have our own way to celebrate this day…walaupun takla sehappennig kak siti ;)<br /><br /><em>My 1st anniversary 02062007:</em><br /><br />Dapat spa treat: Polish balik badan yang berkerak akibat sapuan berbagai2 jamu masa pantang bersalinkan our first daughter<br /><br /><em>My 2nd anniversary 02062008:</em><br /><br />Celebrate sorang2..husband outstation<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#663366;"><em>My 3rd anniversary 02062009:<br /></em><br />Celebrate sorang2 lagi..husband outstation lagi.<br /><br />Walaupun our anniversary tak sehebat yang lain, saya masih bersyukur kerana masih berpeluang menyambut our wedding anniversary. </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Happy wedding anniversary to those celebrating it..Semoga berkekalan ke akhir hayat.<br /><br />p/s: Ini adalah sebenarnya entry emo..kerana mengenangkan saya dah dua tahun tak dapat hadiah anniversary :(</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-85888013083458471342009-06-03T09:47:00.003+08:002009-06-03T17:04:03.493+08:00The Misinterpretation<span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">#1</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Qaisara: Mama, sakit perut. Sapu Yoyicaplimau.</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Mama: Kenapa dia sakit perut? Nak b**ak ke lapar?</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Qaisara: Saya lapar</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Mama: Lapar ke? Jom makan jom</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Qaisara: Tak nak makan..dah kenyang</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Mama: ??</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">#2</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Qaisara: Shhh mama koyet mama koyet [read: mama quiet]. </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Mama: Baby nak tido ke?</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Qaisara: Taklah, baby ngantuk kot..</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Mama: errkk ??</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Qaisara..Qaisara.. ^_^</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-39314229126521936232009-05-08T10:21:00.007+08:002009-05-08T11:25:00.339+08:00Her Vocabs....<span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">...are growing and expanding! I am proud that Qaisara's pronounciation of every single word she says is clear. Tak main la pelat2 hehe...It is just that sometimes she uses the words wrongly...tak tahu makna kot...hehe..anyhow she is mastering quite a lot of words each day.</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">-She is now pronouncing her name as Kasagha [read: Qaisara], better than Kai Kaya she pronounced earlier, and started calling her teacher as Ko As [read: Cikgu As] also, better than before (dulu panggil As je). Show your respect lah baby, she is your teacher, not your friend :)</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">I always keep asking her some common question repetetively [which she doesn't really like to answer the same questions again and again. When you started to ask 1 question only, she will answer the question PLUS the other question you plan to ask one after another...</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><em><strong>Q</strong>: What is your name?</em><br /><em><strong>A</strong>: Kasagha...babah Kaiyii..mama Nowii..atuk TokKomat..atuk TokAcol..Nenek Jah...TokMama Enon..PakLam Ecam...Babah work sisi mama work sabajaya..</em><br /></span><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Sometimes, she even answered her nenek's name as nenek nenek si bongkok tiga! I guess she get bored with the same question asked everyday ;) -Kadang2 siap provoke tanya lain jawab lain..grrrrr</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">I am also proud that she can now sing the song i used to sing during my childhood: 'Nenek nenek si bongkok tiga'</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>Nenek nenek si bokok tigaaa</strong> [read: Nenek nenek di bongkok tiga] </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>siam mangatuk malam ba-jaga</strong> [read: Siang mengantuk malam berjaga]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>mecari cucu namanamana</strong> [read: Mencari cucu dimana ada]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>neneku kawin dengan anak baja</strong> [read: Nenek ku kahwin dengan anak Raja]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>cucu cucu tabole lari</strong> [read: Cucu cucu tak boleh lari]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>nene tua banyak sati</strong> [read: Nenek tua banyak sakti]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>sakaram nenek na cari gati</strong> [read: sekarang nenek nak cari ganti]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><strong>sapa yam kena dia yam jadi</strong> [read: Siapa yang kena dia yang jadi]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">FYI, I am the one to fetch her from the nursery on my way back home. We normally will see series of traffic light along the way back and guess what:</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><em><strong>Lampu merah</strong>: Mama, ssssssstop. Tu tengok tu ssstop.</em><br /><em><strong>Lampu hijau</strong>: Haaa, boleh jalan mama..boleh jalan dah.</em><br /></span><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">I know my daughter is smart ;) It must be her babah telling her the traffic light lesson (good job, honey!) And owh, she will also ask me to stop when the light is yellow. Bagus2..boleh ambil driving license cepat mcm ni :D</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Last night she got scolded by me after messing up all her toys at our living hall. Sambil membebel cleaning all the mess, i could see her walking slowly with sulky face to our 2nd room. I tiptoed and started peeping what was she doing. She climbed the bed, and sit still at the very corner of the bed. The room was dark, with no light switched on.</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">I asked her, Sara buat apa tu? Gelap lah...She replied with a very sad face...Saya manangis [read: saya menangis] aaaa? menangis? merajuk kot..sebab x de air mata pun.Iye saya yakin dia nak bgtau yang dia tgh merajuk...alahai..cutenya..takpe cuba lagi anakku...x power lagi lah vocab anakku :) Anyway, that was the first time she surrendered when i scolded her. Wonderful. Mama puas hati. Hehehehe. Mama menang. Kalau tak, selalunya the conversation will be this bad:</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><em><strong>Mama</strong>: Qaisaraaaa..kenapa sepah2? Put this thing back to the room. Now!</em><br /><em><strong>Qaisara</strong>: [Muka toya, buat2 tuli...]tengok tv...or bwk keluar mainan lain pulak</em><br /><em><strong>Mama</strong>: Ya Allah, Qaisara..Pleaseeeee...Don't do this! Naughty lah u.</em><br /><em><strong>Qaisara</strong>: Noooooooo. Mama notiiii. Eeiiii</em><br /></span><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">And i'll be the mangsa dera. Terasa didera kerana terpaksa mengemas mainan dan juga dibabab anak sendiri. [mommies out there, is there any way to teach her to manage herself better?]</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Being a mother is....wonderful :) </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-12429287353677269822009-05-07T02:33:00.004+08:002009-05-08T11:24:23.375+08:00Late Entry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102); FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SgHY2F2sO0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/UEDJvBuUrnY/s1600-h/DSC_0319.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332781857579481922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SgHY2F2sO0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/UEDJvBuUrnY/s400/DSC_0319.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,102);font-family:georgia;" >I'd like to welcome the new addition of En Rasol Clan...Dzairul Izwan Zakaria..(betul ke eja nama ntah)..now abah officially has 2 son-in-laws. (And hubby dearie, you have now a competitor...hehehe) Welcome to the family, anyway Dzairul :)</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-43982039012402854192009-04-29T07:47:00.005+08:002009-04-29T08:08:55.619+08:00*drool*drool*drooooooll*<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SfeV1bRmMZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FgjTMLJVVcA/s1600-h/kkreme.bmp"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329893429103440274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SfeV1bRmMZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FgjTMLJVVcA/s400/kkreme.bmp" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"> </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">Krispy Kreme sudah sampai Malaysia....to be exact, it's opening in Berjaya Times Square, KL. If it's not the buntings and ads, I won't know that we don't have really to travel so far to get the doughnuts now! Doughnuts Doughnuts I go nuts!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">p/s: Anybody generous enough to get me a box of these? Pleaseeee...Times Square is so far away from my workplace..if not confirm dah terbang ke sanaaaaa di waktu lunch ;)</span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"><br /></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-18745431541941911112009-04-20T12:08:00.009+08:002009-04-21T01:00:21.810+08:00Bandung Shopping Spree<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SeykdWEoOII/AAAAAAAAAT8/tJeogwNrKIQ/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SeykdWEoOII/AAAAAAAAAT8/tJeogwNrKIQ/s400/DSC02924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326813283320608898" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >I know I know, it's kinda basi..tapi it's always better late than never to archive all this :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Me and my keluarga nukleus (me, hubby and Qaisara) telah menjebakkan diri dalam percutian yg 80% dpd main activities nya ialah SHOPPING....uuhhh ahhhh what a therapy ;) Turut terjebak dalam percutian ini adalah 4 other families <span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">(</span></span><a href="http://aisyahssecret.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Aisyah and family</span></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >, </span><a href="http://azurykamaruddin.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Azury and family</span></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >, </span><a href="http://junsays.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Jun and Juri </span></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >, </span><a href="http://ilishsafurah.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Safurah and family</span></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">)</span>+ 2 geng solo (Chot and Jai) ...all were my schoolmates and my regular geng jalan2. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >4 days full of shopping activities were seriously.....HEAVEN!!! You could get good things with a very good price, tell you. Don't dare to go there without Rupiah [read: a lot of Rupiahs] or else you will suffer. **Evil grin**</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Well guys, I won't tell much about the whole trip as it is well-explained in </span><a href="http://junsays.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Jun's Blog</span></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >. My concern here is more on sharing few experiences and some shopping tips [for my reference jugak later, mana tahu nak pergi lagi uhuhuhu]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >First thing first, get your RM changed to Rupiah as much as you can..because it was not easy to find Money Changer in Bandung..one more money changer was not like ours in MY...you've got to queue macam dekat bank...ambil nombor tau! I forbid myself to use CC..bahaya..nnt confirm swipe lagi dan lagi ;)</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"> Mahu tambah lagi satu tips..sediakan currency converter untuk senang nak calculate in RM. Buat dalam bentuk table ke..we were so lucky sebab Aisyah n husband dia dah prepare a table of converter..photostat ramai2 bagi sorang 1..so bila tengok je baju harga 49,000 Rp dah tau dah berapa RM by referring the converter.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/Seymfs5keYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ECVMd0HILL8/s1600-h/DSC02910.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/Seymfs5keYI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ECVMd0HILL8/s400/DSC02910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326815522831235458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Muka bertenaga sebelum shopping</span><br /><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >The best part of shopping in Bandung started when you go to the FOS (a lot, and scattered all over the places). Look for labels (GAP, Zara, Ralph Lauren, AX, Burberry, Old Navy, Esprit, Guess, Tommy Hilfiger, Victoria Secret) and you will smile. Small price for the big labels. But then still depends on your luck though...kalau stok baru sampai, mmg best lah shopping..there will be a lot of choices then. FOS i love the most: Rumah Mode. it's actually a boutique outlet..very nice boutique with a nice deco and arrangement. Looks exclusive and ahem..Kris Dayanti pun shopping sini ok :)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/Seylgx-1n5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/roJEmyECpXQ/s1600-h/DSC02903.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/Seylgx-1n5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/roJEmyECpXQ/s400/DSC02903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326814441863749522" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Sangat cosy ok kat sini, anakku pun tergedik2 bergolek2 di sofa Rumah Mode</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Well, you will find quite few places that locate the FOS:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >1) Along Jln Riau </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >2) Along Jln Dago</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >3) Along Setiabudi (this is where Rumah Mode located)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >For Jeans: Go to Toko Tiga (Levi's for RM 60 eheh). Have fun portraiting your pics with Superheroes at Cihampelas Walk too..budak2 sukalah...byk Superhero characters (tapi x jumpa lagi BEN10 yg menjadi kegilaan budak sekarang). Among all, i love the outlets in Jalan Dago (besides Rumah Mode in Jln Setiabudi)...found quite a lot of adorables clothes with irresisstable price for husband's AX shirts and also my daughter's gowns, shirts. Not much in Jln Riau, I grabbed nothing in outlets in Jln Riau...(x de la nothing, tapi less than 5 items i guess)</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SeynI99MCQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/C0krjEy-J5Y/s1600-h/DSC02921.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SeynI99MCQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/C0krjEy-J5Y/s400/DSC02921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326816231784450306" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;">San Goku kah dibelakang kami? Tak sure heheh</span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >One more must go place if you come to Bandung: Pasar Baru. An eight-stories building with textiles, embroidered telekung, kebaya in it. Ini pun semua org shopping bagai nak gila..berguni2 heheh. I didn't really shop sampai berguni2..since i'm not really into kebaya sulam bagai...my only intention was only to get few pieces of embroidered telekung (guys, telekung kat KL yang 200 ringgit tu boleh dapat kat sini around RM 50 je tau tak?). Then sangkut2 la jugak few other fabrics: sepasang chiffon, 2 metres japanese cotton and a pair of kebaya sulam with silk sarung..surprisingly, my other rombongan-mate borong habis, like 5-8 times than what i bought..gilak betul mcm nak berniaga pun ada...huhuhu. And..can u believe it, sebab dah tahap masuk dlm guni..orang kedai tu siap hantar guni to our minibus...gila betul org malaysia ni shopping.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Co-incidently we met a Malaysian (a tourist guide actually) and he gave us really good informations on what to buy in Pasar Baru. Do you know that we can get a very high quality fabric for the suit in Pasar Baru? Choose: Buy the fabric and get it tailored in 24 hrs there or just buy the material and let your fave tailor do it for you in Malaysia. Wal-lah. Quality kain sama macam kain kat Dubai ok :) All in all, if you appreciate the quality of fabrics (and pandai pilih) you will get what you want. High quality japanese cotton for only RM 8 (in Malaysia will be like RM 30-40 per meter) and chiffon for kurung priced RM 80 (in Malaysia around RM 300++) satisfied me enough. And oh, don't forget to bargain uolls! 1 thing to remember, Pasar Baru is closed quite early, around 6 PM. You've got to really keep on looking at your watch..maklumlah..8 tingkat to explore...nnt x habis round..nak tutup dah :P</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Food is not a problem, because there was quite a lot of decent places to eat. Kg Daun was the restaurant i love most. Very cosy, and the food tasted good, too. Dapur Sangkuriang, Restoran Sederhana (vote this for yummiest Nasi Padang). But: I was really surprised to find out that people in Bandung served chicken with the head (errr x lalu makan ok!). Alpukat was among the must try menu when you were in Bandung but err, i also couldn't take it. Apsal org lain minum sedap aje eh? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Do you believe that we only spent half of the day for sight-seeing? Ngehehe..nafsu shopping mengatasi segala-galanya. We opted to visit only 2 must go places: Tangkuban Parahu and Ciater Hot Spring. Appreciating nature of earth...bau2 sulfur sikit then amik gamba...rendam kaki sikit2 dalam air panas sambil makan aiskrim then balik huhuhu..sambung shopping!</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SeymKJ4zQJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/yv4ggdl9Ss4/s1600-h/DSC02912.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SeymKJ4zQJI/AAAAAAAAAUc/yv4ggdl9Ss4/s400/DSC02912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326815152655515794" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">You can smell the sulphur from here..</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Money spent: xxxx.xx </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Money brought back to Malaysia xx.xx </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >The feeling looking at Luggage(s): PRICELESS ;)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >p/s: Geng jenjalan, let's start saving for HK Disneyland next year!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com58tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-72675542301306096692009-04-08T10:56:00.004+08:002009-04-08T11:26:35.932+08:00You Are Invited!<span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SdwScq0VanI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WeFyNUWDWVk/s1600-h/qaisara+inv+card.jpg"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322149143384517234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SdwScq0VanI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WeFyNUWDWVk/s400/qaisara+inv+card.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"> </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">It's her birthday today, and we are planning for the celebration this Saturday! Please come over and we can double up the fun... SMS me 0122667120 on how many kids you're bringing, so that we can prepare the goodie bag for you. </span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;">See ya!<br /></span><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#663366;"></span></div>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-7155206242708730582009-04-07T17:20:00.001+08:002009-04-07T17:22:44.367+08:00She's turning 2...tomorrow<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/Sdsa8T0sVyI/AAAAAAAAATs/Vr2MBgoW37M/s1600-h/DSC02773[1].JPG"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321877008084129570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/Sdsa8T0sVyI/AAAAAAAAATs/Vr2MBgoW37M/s400/DSC02773%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><em><span style="color:#663366;"> Mama always pray for your best, darling!</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#663366;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#663366;"></span></em> </div>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-73753207692347049282009-03-30T09:27:00.004+08:002009-03-30T09:31:49.014+08:00Al-Fatihah<span style="color:#663366;">I only discover the news upon reading </span><a href="http://mimielola.blogspot.com/2009/03/al-fatihah.html"><span style="color:#3366ff;">her blog</span></a><span style="color:#663366;">. I am shocked. She's such a lovely doctor. Met her once for Qaisara's consultation when our fave Paeds not avail.<br /><br />Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat.</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-81902440049050323422009-03-25T17:06:00.003+08:002009-03-25T17:23:15.895+08:00Kai Kaya Says<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;">Q: What is your name?<br />A: Kai Kaya [read: Qaisara]<br /><br />Q: What is babah's name?<br />A: Kaiyi [read: Khairie]<br /><br />Q: What is mama's name?<br />A: Nowi [read: Noori]<br /><br />Q: Ni atuk apa?<br />A: TokKomat [read: Atuk Kemat]<br /><br />Q: Lagi Atuk Apa?<br />A: TokAcol [read: Atok Rasol]<br /><br />Q: Kenapa baby Aliff tu?<br />A: Baby Aliff Kaii eeeeeee [read: baby Aliff cry, sambil tunjuk gaya baby nangis]</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-16079184802961990162009-03-18T09:06:00.004+08:002009-03-18T09:32:34.411+08:00Morning Ramblings<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;">Hujan pulak this morning..office mandom aje..me pun a bit lambat today to the office (and terus memblog?uhh sangat tidak produktif)</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;">1. My daughter digigit di nursery! I was surprised how this happened to her because she's kinda 'pembuli jalanraya' jugak. Found out, she fell and accidentally bumped into this lil girl (who happened to be her fave girl to bully long time ago). Being so mad sebab kena hempap dia pun gigit lah my daughter. [so quote of the day: Sudah jatuh ditimpa tangga, sudahlah sakit jatuh lps tu kena gigit lagi]. Luckily x berdarah. End of the story. </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;">2. I'm still looking for a suitable cross-body bag, not small-size but big one: to keep few pcs of diapers, milk container n bottles, few pcs of toddler's cloth and not to be forgotten my long purse and handphone. Anyone? Tired of bringing my speedy 30..tak boleh sangkut kat bahu!</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;">3. I can't wait for our planned family trip (sangat planned ok, we book the tix masa A*rAs*a promo 0 sen on Feb 2008! Nak tix murah punya pasal) this coming April. This must be fun (to the ladies at least) to get the chance to shop till we drop! </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;">Later peeps, for more ramblings.....</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-18334634753281597472009-02-23T12:56:00.006+08:002009-02-23T14:15:48.287+08:00Happy Birthday Abah<span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SaIsu7kqTkI/AAAAAAAAATk/SmZQM8tEWdU/s1600-h/abah.jpg"><span style="color:#663366;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305852495772929602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SaIsu7kqTkI/AAAAAAAAATk/SmZQM8tEWdU/s400/abah.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#663366;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>Ever since my life began,I realized that "You're the man!"</strong></span></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>I saw your wisdom, your courage too,</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>And I learned I could rely on you.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>Your tolerant nature was really great,</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>Nevertheless, you'd not hesitate</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>To let me know when I'd been bad</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>It must have been hard, but that's being a dad.<br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>You're strong and smart and filled with love</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>A gift to me from up above.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>So here's a greeting from your biggest fan:</strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"><strong>Happy Birthday Dad, "You're the man!"<br /></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#663366;"></span></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#663366;"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;">credit to Karl Fuchs</span></em><br /></span></p><br /><span style="color:#663366;"></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-38691545698313922822009-02-10T22:53:00.004+08:002009-02-10T23:36:07.270+08:00A quick one<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Yup, a very quick one: </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >1. I've just started my new job@my new place. The feeling: Err ok lah at this moment..sukeeeee :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >2. I went to the office@myPreviousComp few days before i started my new job. The feeling: Sedih jugak rasanya bila jumpa my mates..sentimental siot.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >3. I've completed my C*S** certification during my 5 days leave before i started the new job. The feeling: Wah lega betul menghabiskan exam Q*S yang menyeksakan ituuu.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >4. I didn't really enjoy my 5 days leave before i started the new job because:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >-my husband was away for 8 days (time ni la pulak nak outstation uhh)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >-my daughter preferred to go to school, rather than staying with me at home..(ampeh tul, boleh ke lps mandi cari kasut and terus ke pintu..sambil berkata: mama culll [read: mama school])</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >5. I can't help myself laughing out loud when Qaisara spell out her new word : COCOT</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >-There are 2 different meaning of cocot: i) Biskut ii) Takut [apakah kaitannya? huhuhu tiada kot neh]</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >6. My husband's birthday fell on the day he returned home from outstation. Happy birthday, sayang!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Facts on item no 2: Saya berasa sangat keji kerana tidak berjumpa dan bersalam2 an dgn semua yang rapat dgn saya di ofis itu..bukan apa kerana saya takut ter emosi lebih..lalu mengeluarkan air mata. Farewell email pun not sent [keji betul, tapi saya rasa seperti poyo pula hendak menghantar email, almaklumlah saya memang pasti akan berkunjung ke ofis lama itu..paling tidak untuk mengajak kawan2 minum petang dan singgah sekejap di meja2 yang berkaitan untuk mendapatkan gosip terkini]</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Ayat jimatnya: Saya masih berasa diri saya sangat dekat dengan mereka yang berada di ofisLama itu...baru kini saya sedar betapa saya sayang dengan orang2 di ofis itu. huhu</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >p/s: Anybody knows where to get eletronic anagramizer?</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-56991416837628032152009-01-28T11:40:00.006+08:002009-01-29T11:55:07.126+08:00Life goes on.....<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">It's very hard to decide but life must go on. For both personal and professional reasons, i choose to leave my CurrentCompany, and move on to TheNewCompany.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Serving my CurrentCompany</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"> (and having the coolest boss on earth) </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"> for almost 4 years is the most precious moment i will always remember. A lot of things learnt and being explored here which i'm pretty sure i won't get it anywhere else...and one thing i'll surely miss the most: </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SX_ZM3pjKJI/AAAAAAAAATU/XrvO-LjbDUY/s1600-h/farewell.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/SX_ZM3pjKJI/AAAAAAAAATU/XrvO-LjbDUY/s400/farewell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296190501930870930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">T.E.A.M.W.O.R.K</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I wish J*R**N* all the best, hope you guys pray for me too (at my new place).<br /><br />p/s: Gonna miss you guys! *sob sob*<br /><br /></div></div>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-80628068981219162902009-01-14T10:41:00.005+08:002009-01-14T11:18:41.086+08:00She made my heart melt ;)<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >when she runs to me and says: tayamnye mama niiiii [read: sayangnya mama ni]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >when she goes to bed, starts rolling and says: mama polok mama polok [read: mama peluk, mama peluk]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >when she sings all her songs and adds a simple rhymes as: maaamaaa comey comey! [read: mama comel comel]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >when she comes to me with muka toye and says: mama hab [read: mama, hug]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >when she comes to me and says: mama tiss [read: mama, kiss]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >when she looks at me putting on make-up and says: mama cantiknyee</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Yes, she really made my heart melt.</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-483542622269360292008-12-30T12:27:00.004+08:002008-12-30T15:04:21.586+08:001430H - New Year with New Hope<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Sangat lama tidak update blog..and FINALLY it's updated!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Sangat bz for the last 2 weeks..ambik nafas pun x berapa nak boleh...but now dah free!! hehe boleh buat sesuka hati di ofis :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">We are now in 1430H..new year with new hope! I'm not going to declare any of my resolution here, maklumlah bukan senang nak mencapainya..heheh so better simpan dalam hati aje :P</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Anyway, i'd like to congratulate my lil sis for getting 8a's in her PMR. (Good achievement to start your new year!)...and also one of my friend who's just got pregnant ( a new addition of your family this new year - insyaALLAH)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Me also have some something exciting to start this new year ( but can't revealed it now lah..later ok). All in all saya tidak sabar menempuh 1430H dengan sesuatu yang baru (dan menggembirakan gitu...)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Hehehe.....</span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31784425.post-15010155261435948622008-11-30T15:30:00.009+08:002008-11-30T16:24:15.446+08:00Qaisara 19-month-old<span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br /></span><a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/STJCZoVIUSI/AAAAAAAAATE/lzr_73u9SlY/s1600-h/DSC_0620.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IqMuAj-nz04/STJCZoVIUSI/AAAAAAAAATE/lzr_73u9SlY/s400/DSC_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274351121694478626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-family: georgia;">What's your toddler doing?</strong><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" > At around 19 months, your toddler begins to understand when things don't conform to grownup ideas. She'll laugh at something that's obviously wrong — like calling a giraffe a zebra or calling a brother a sister. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">She laughed seeing Pocoyo acted as Superpocoyo).</span> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >She'll also notice when something isn't quite right, like an eye missing from her stuffed bear or a new stain on the carpet. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" >yup, she will alert me when her milk spilled 'mama, tupah (read: mama, tumpah)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >Although you're probably still understanding less than half of what your toddler says, she's getting a handle on most of the words you use around her. She's also having a vocabulary spurt and putting together pairs of words, like "Me go" or "You put." <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" > plus: Babah, wetap [read: Babah, wake up], mama, cipat [read: mama, cepat]</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" >, ish ish ucukkkk [read: ish ish busuk]</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" >As for social development, go slow. Your toddler will get all the stimulation she needs from unstructured play, so steer clear of formal lessons, such as dance or music, until she's at least 3. Play dates give her a chance to play near other children, but don't expect her to truly interact just yet. <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">(</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" >Her playdate so far is her favourite kakak Aqish-sampai termimpi2 okeh, suka sangat main ngan atis)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">She's such a copycat now. Follow everything u do, anything u say. Staying one whole day in nursery, makes her bringing back quite a lot of new words and new 'behaviour' each day:</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">#1: </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Qaisara: Mama, Mama</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Me: No reply</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Qaisara: Mama!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Me: No reply</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Qaisara: Mama, woi mama! [read in a very high-pitch sound]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Me: Erk</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">And owh, she now has started to appreciate baby, pandai sayang baby (by trying to kiss, hug and play with the baby), eventhough she still refers herself as baby :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">But wait, this is not a hint that she'll be getting one at home to play with ;)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">note: takziah to <a href="http://aisyahssecret.blogspot.com/">Aisyah</a>, di atas pemergian ayahanda tersayang...semoga rohnya tenang di sana..<br /><br /></span></span>napishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02136818115454505619noreply@blogger.com2