Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Muaz? Well, he will have the deciding vote... he is at work now, and we will fetch him on the way to the movies...
Muaz voted for.... Adnan Sempit.... the movie is not bad, not that good... but not bad...
remuk redam rasa tak tertanggung
harapan bahagia yang membumbung
terhempas hanyut terapung
Harapan untuk bersama
mendirikan istana asmara
memadu kasih erat dan setia
kiranya tak terlaksana
Harapan ku kecewa
dalam manis madu kata-kata
dengan pujukan yang hanya dusta
Alam keliling membisu
tak sepatah kata yang merayu
hanya aku menanggung duka pilu
tak seorang pun yang tahu
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Look at the photograph and if you find more than one or two differences you may want to take a vacation...
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
I never knew it would be this hard to lose someone I never truly had.
Sometimes the one love you can't get over is the one love you never really had.
I used to think that if I loved you enough you would realize it and love me back, but I can only love so much for so long.
Never long for anyone from the past. There is a reason why they never made it to your future.
How come you have enough time to go out and make other girls fall in love with you, but you don't have enough time to pay attention to the girl who already is.
You really know you love someone when all you want is for them to be happy, even if that means that you are not a part of it.
The worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you know you can never have them.
If you love something, set it free if it comes back, it was meant to be. If it continues to fly, let it soar, have faith that God has something better in store.
Don't push your relationship with a person too hard, if its meant to be then it will happen.
Have you ever hated somebody so much that you wish they would just leave and never come back but yet, loved them so much, you knew you'd die if they did?
It is tearing me up on the inside to have these feelings for you, but I can't get rid of them.
You wonder why I don't talk to you anymore and please believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't tell you anymore.
Do I really love him or am I addicted to the pain of wanting something I can't have.
This is so different you're so different, finally I've realized what I deserve and it's not what I had before.
Why can't you just tell me how you feel, because how you act is confusing me. You walk by me like I'm no one, you smile at me like I'm anyone, you hug me like I'm someone... but kiss, the way you kiss me, its as if I'm the only one.
Even though I've stopped "liking you" every time someone mentions your name my head turns towards them. It's like every time I hear it, I think of what we had, and all we could have had.
I'm glad you're happy. I can't say that I'm completely happy for you but I guess that's just a part of life, I'll always have feelings for you but the rest of the world is forcing me to move on.
I've convinced everyone else that I don't like you and that I don't love you anymore. Now all I need to do is convince myself.
From Crush quotes
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Even though the trip was short I managed to visit the 3 places that I intended to see...
1. the student on internship of course...
2. the areas stricken by the earthquake last year...
The taxi driver, who was assigned to take me wherever I wanted to go for my stay there, recounted his experience on the day of the earthquake. And from him, I got to hear a firsthand story of the disaster. He also showed me the spot where he was at the time of the quake - he was driving his taxi on the road along Padang beach. His first thought was "Ya Allah... jangan pula ada tsunami..." because when he felt the shake he knew it was an earthquake, and the first thing he remembered was the pictures of tsunami vicstims aired on tv some 5 years ago...
With Mr Ano Sandro, the student's supervisor. We communicated several times via email before my visit, and all the while I have been addressing him as Ms Ano Sandra thinking that he was a lady... and he didnt even bother to correct me... was I surprised (and embarassed too) to finally meet him and find out that he was a man... hahaha... nasib baik dia sporting and said that, that actually happened a lot because his name does sounds like a female name... He said... "I can't be angry because the name was given by my parents, if I am angry at the people who misunderstand my name, that means I am angry at my parents..." what a good sport...
I took a few photos of the earthquake stricken buildings and area but most were not clear... all photos were taken using my mobile phone (I forgot to bring my camera... I know... how dumb could I be... my daughter said "sengal"... memang sengal... boleh lupa camera nak gi overseas... what to do... age is catching up... got to get those ginko biloba thingy....)
One of the hotels stricken by the earthquake
The most expensive lunch I ever had... 37,000 (rupiah that is.. hehe), but all the dishes were too salty to my liking...
Pagaruyung... still under construction after being destroyed by a fire started by a lightning about 3 years ago. The reconstruction of the palace started 2 years ago, and according to the guide, Malaysian (not sure government or NGO) contributes some RM2.5 million to it. It will be ready for visitors in about 6 months time. The journey there was very tiring... about one hour from Bukit Tinggi, and to get to Bukit Tinggi from Padang took almost 2 hours... a total of 3 hour-drive on a bumpy road some more... I slept and woke up and slept and woke up entah berapa kali... and when I finally reached there and got out of the car... Ouch!!! sakitnya pinggang!!!!
Right in front of the palace... there were many young girls selling fruits like manggis, ciku, rambutan and also cd about the history of the istana pagaruyung... So I thought, what the heck let's buy a basket of ciku (which cost 10,000rupiah)... after that the rest of the girls became aggressive demanding that I bought from them too... they pulled my sleeves, scarf and handbag... The guide had to "save and lock" me up in the car... he apologised for not warning me about that earlier... but nasib baik sempat ambik a few shots...
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Shoes and socks
Exercise books and stationary
Muaz’s & Amin’s pants and shirts
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Hm... what does he want now? I said to myself...
"Kenapa Muaz hisap rokok??.. Awak tak ambil tahu ke??.."
I wiped my hand with a serviette and quickly text my reply:
"Baru sekarang awak nak ambil tahu? Kenapa masa duduk serumah dulu awak tak pernah ambil tahu??"
I mean... amboi amboi amboi... when Mia scored straight As in her UPSR and Amin bagged 5As in his PMR, tak pulak he wrote
"Tahniah dan terimakasih sebab awk didik anak2 berjaya..."
Anyway.. back to Muaz... I know he has been picking up that habit more than 2 years ago... I tried to talk to him and I managed to make him promise to stop. I saw he wrote in his blog that he did stop. Even though I know, once that habit is picked up, it is almost impossible to quit...
What a mother to do... when I first found out about it, in frustation I called my sister-in-law... and she said this:
"Ani, itu biasa sebenarnya... it's peer pressure... in fact... it would not be normal if they don't smoke.." Adoi... sakit dada when I heard that...
I was quite frustrated because out of 6 male siblings in his father's family, only one smoked (his youngest uncle). And I have warned him a number of times against the habit when sometimes I saw boys in school uniform selamba je smoking while walking to school or walking back from school...
What broke my heart even more was when he said he started smoking because he was stressed out due to, among other things, his parents fighting in front of him...
When i told him how frustrated I was because if there was one thing that I liked about his father was the fact that he's a non-smoker... and he just kept quiet... but in his eyes I could almost saw him telling me this... "Mummy, now you know that my daddy is not my idol.."
Oh, one more thing... just to share with you all, my dear readers, how caring and loving my kids' daddy is... yesterday was my little Aqim's 10th birthday... but his daddy did not even remember to wish him happy birthday until I reminded him today...