Family

There are many things that I've taken for granted all these years. Before being far away from my home, I'm spoil. Everything in my house from chores to clothes are handled by my mom. She did all the laundry, sometimes hand-wash some of it, hang them outside to dry, fold them neatly and put them in to each of our drawers. Things that used to be "nothing" to me when I'm home, is eventually become a big deal for me when I'm far away from home. I have to spend my time on doing the laundry. I care for the weather changes just so that all my clothes will be dry. I'm upset when the rain falls ; happy when the sun shines.

When my mom cooks a lot of foods ,but I wasted large portion of it. Simply saying that I'm full or bored of the type of food. Now, when I'm alone and hungry. I often wish there's a plate of home-cook meal for me served on the table before I even awake from my sleep. Hmmmm...

I used to complain when no attractive meals was on the dining table when I'm at home. Now, the food that considered as "unattractive meals" for me is the one I am longing and craving for. Sometimes, I feel that nothing can fulfilled the taste that I want in a meal. I kept on missing my mom's simple cooking. My tongue is so used to her cooking until nothing can taste better that hers.

I used to be disturbed by my dad's karaoke-ing hobby. He put the hi-fi on  high volume and singing the oldies with all his heart. How I wish that,  I can hear it now and claps to him as he finished, as a kind of support.

I used to burst to anger when my bro unstoppably teasing me with all the nicknames. I still remember when I'm too angry then I wet his face with a glass of water. How I wish I'm now with him. I will let him tease me as often as he wants. I wouldn't mind.

I used to feel uncomfortable in a queen size bed with my sis beside me. I feel my movement during sleep is restricted with her by my side. Now, I'm sleeping on a single bed but how I wish that I can hug her during my sleep.

I used to bored by my younger brother's stories about school, activities and stuffs. Now, how I wish that I can hear all of it with full concentration and verbally support him on everything that he does.

Don't know why, I miss my family so much tonight....I just can't wait to go home and spend time with all of them....

Raya cara kami

Raya ketiga..Akhirnya abang aku kerja setengah hari. Petang ada peluang utk jalan2.yeay! Baru aku sedar skrg, jadi polis memang payah. Dulu masa tgk bapak aku kerja, x rasa begitu pulak.. Rasanya kerja di semenanjung ni lagi memenatkan. Sebab keadaan lalu lintas sini sgt sibuk.

Bermula la cerita kami.. Kami berlepak di i- city Shah Alam setelah melangsaikan urusan di KL Sentral. Matahari dah start terbenam masa kami dah sampai di i-city. Saya tidak pernah tahu langsung tentang tempat ni. Akhirnya berpeluang jugak singgah. Bukan setakat singgah, klu singgah xlah sampai berjam2 kan. Caj masuk? 1 kereta RM10. Klu jln kaki, free jak. Di sini, bermulalah sesi fotografi kami. cantik permandangan dengan adanya banyak "pokok lampu". Ramai jugak orang yg ke sana. Masa kami dah nak balik, kawasan tu & tmpt parking ketanya skali memang agak sesak. Semua kelihatan gembira melihat lampu2 di situ. Saya sempat membeli cenderahati "helikopter lampu" yang berharga RM5 di sana. Main benda tu macam kanak2..hehehe..

Lepas puas lepak di i-city.Kami singgah makan di gerai. Makan tomyam. Tidaklah sedap sangat kalau nak dibandingkan dengan restoran favourite saya di USM, Gee Tom Yam. Lepas tu kami menuju ke Pusat karaoke, berkaraoke selama sejam pastu balik..

Hari ni aku lebih "open" dengan adik-beradik aku. Contohnya, aku nyanyi lagu "forever and always by taylor swift "&aku sorang jak yang tahu lagu tu. Yang lain hanya gelak dengar aku nyanyi lagu yang "pelik" di telinga diorang tu. Sesi karaoke tu aku kuasai 40%.hehehe..dengarlah suara aku yang "merdu" ni. Selalunya, aku tak menyanyi langsung tau!

Esok abang saya cuti seharian. Banyak lagi tempat yang hendak dikunjungi. Harap2 semua akan berjalan dengan lancar . Esok, BOLING & MOVIE!! Betulkah ini raya? hehe..

Days before raya

So, here we are-2 days before raya. For sure, everyone out there must be busy organizing the house, baking raya cookies and even preparing for special meals. Me? I'm lying in front of the TV, doing almost nothing. Checking the info on astro on what's going to be on air next~~. Wishing that it's going to be any of my favourite tv shows up next.

People bake cookies, I spent the past few days eating cookies as much as I can. Almond London is all mine. The square cookies which I don't know what the name is, it just taste like cheese. Besides cookies, I also eat a lot of rempeyek and keropok pisang.

Basically, I just eat and sleep. I wonder what will I do if I'm now at my home in Tawau. My mom must have ask me to do a lot of chores. I must be busy baking and organizing all the cookies and put them into nice glass container, ready to be served to the guest. Huh~~, it must be wonderful.

It's a two-week-holiday I'm talking about here. It just seems such a waste for me to spend this holiday meaninglessly here. Assignments? Just don't want to think about them at this moment.

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The last day before raya holiday, Fina gave me a Kad Raya. Ifah already gave me one days before Fina. I'm officially stuck in the situation where I'm the one who haven't give them any. So, two of them allied  and  "force" me to give them each one.haha... They want to have music card.

With unbearable guilt, I rode on my motorcycle, heading to Sungai Dua gate to go to the nearby stationery shop. As soon as I arrived, I found out that I didn't bring my purse. I don't even have a single penny with me. Luckily, I have my ATM card, I went to the nearby ATM, which is in front of the library to withdraw just RM20. I went back to the shop, and choose the musical kad raya with appropriate wish on it. I avoid those which have too "lovely" words crafted on them.

I wrote on those cards as soon as my hand reached my bed(I wrote on the bed). I try to not let them look like a chain letter or something. Just try to write simply word and not let myself carried away by them. But I admit that writing kad raya is real fun! I wrote them with smile on my face, hoping that they will  happy as I am when reading them.

After finish writing, I glued the card into their envelope. I asked for Fina's room number and quickly went upstairs to her room. She started tearing off the envelope with me not even leaving yet. She even bring up things like the glue haven't dry and stuff. Then I leave her room, smiling. On the same day, her roomate told me that "they" have read my kad raya and they laugh. I just sooooo ashame. My mind kept tracking back on what I've wrote on it.hahaha...

Whereas for Ifa, I just leave the card at some corner in the Tekun's building. She fall asleep then I couldn't meet her to give it personally.But I think, she's happy to receive it.

Haha... That's all. I think the post should be entitled " My process of giving people kad raya" instead of the above.

Anyway, I don't think people will read the whole post either. But definitely you should read the following:-

"SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI & MAAF ZAHIR BATIN''

Bike

I'm not a fan of old/antique stuff excepts of few old notes of RM1 and RM2 that still in my wallet(yes,I use a wallet) just for collection.I'm proud to have it.

Years back, my brother went to Lahad Datu just to buy an old non-working vespa. First, he bought it just for RM600. But the cost to take it from LD to Tawau is another case. He send the vespa to his friend's workshop and they did everything they can to restore its function and to make it look new. After years of work and thousand ringgits of money spent, it finally function well and my brother is really proud of it. He even send it for display in a Tawau motor show.

Now, the vespa is ready to be used anytime. But the problem with this antique motorcycle stuff is its can't be use as hard as the new one. You can't ride it for a long journey. It always breaks down or have problem when you ride it too often and the maintenance took a lot of my bro's time and money. When it breaks down, it once again need to be taken to the workshop and definitely my lil' brother will be the one who suffers because my elder bro is working at the peninsular and not here.

As I think about the cost of restoring the function of this junk and replacing each of it's accessories. I definitely will say that it will better just to buy a brand new car. My interest is more to real estate, not vehicle. I still don't understand why my bro love this hobby anyway..

My lil' bro. My elder forced him to wash these.

The father's day card

Back in matriculation, our English teacher, Miss Janaki assigned each of us to make our own card for Father's Day.She told us that each card will be send to our respective father and she's the one who's willingly buying us stamps and post all the cards for us. Back then I'm so naive and passionate.. I wish I could be like that now.

Miss Janaki has really did a blissful work. She made us did something to show that we still remember our dad and reminds us of why we are there back then.

My Father's Day card is still hanging on the wall in my house. My father stick it to the wall when he received it few years ago.

It just look like a card that made by a 5 years old.

It contains a promise that I've unable to achieve back then.I'm too afraid to read it now and be reminded about it again.....

The tears.

I just read my friend's post about her childhood "crying" memories.You can read it here.

It reminds me of the same things happened to me when I'm in form 1. I'm so vulnerable at the time. Crying seems familiar to me.Not in front of anyone, It's just when my dad's around(I really don't know why).It's all due to the new surrounding after entered the secondary school. Actually, the district education office located me in to a all-girls secondary school here in Tawau. But, I did not want to go there because my brother and my sister keep on teasing the school as "sekolah janda". So, I told my dad that I didn't want to go and by all means, he must get another school for me. With his friend's help and my average UPSR result, I got into a well-known secondary school for excellence in my district, that is SMK Tawau.

I just registered into the all-girls secondary school, paid all the fees but luckily somebody replaces my spot and pay her fees to me in return. I never have my school session in that school.

My first day in SMK Tawau is kind of weird. The first weird part is, we only got there by 3pm although the afternoon session of the school is supposed to be at 12.45pm.(my dad took this easy) Then, we go to the "Penyelia Petang"'s office to finalize my registration. By the time, they haven't divided the students according to their academic performance in UPSR. As I registered late, I was sent to 1 Harmonis class. You know? How many alphabets it is from A to H? Yes,the 8th class and it is the last class in form 1.

I went into the class with my dad. (my dad used to be my loyal partner) After I got into the class, there's no chair left for me to sit. I went out from the class searching for my dad and I started crying. Perhaps due to the fact that they don't give me a CHAIR.Haha.. After sometime, the Penyelia Petang himself ask somebody to get a chair for me.

I sit on that chair for less than 30minutes I guess. Then, my dad "steal" me out from the school.(as the first day of school, it's all about the registrations,P&P do not really takes place).My dad brought me to a Kedai Kopi. We ate some langsat, drink some cups of Milo Panas, my dad smokes his cigarette(at that time, now he gave up on that now) there. After some time, he took me back from the school and he took me back from there as the school session finishes.Hihihihi...Such a weird memory to share.

The second "nonsense crying" session takes place also in the same year. I'm still new with the school bus. It's not that I never got into a school bus before, but that I need to wait it for a long time and walk to that waiting place. I met some new friends during the bus-waiting moment. There's one time, where he mistakenly thought my bag is his(due to the same blue colour) so he took it home. He is riding the other school bus which arrives earlier than mine. As a result, I have to carry his home and hopefully we can switch the bags the next day.

As soon as the bus drops me at my neighbourhood, I saw my dad on his motorcycle. I got to the motorcycle and start crying .I told him about the bag. (I got onto the motorcycle for him to take me near my house that's just about 15 foot steps away from where the bus drops me). Funny right? How wonderful my father was and he still is. Can I really be as patient as he is? Always there for me to listen for my cry and laugh. Do many things for me. Asking for help from his friend to got me into a new school, although the reason I didn't want to be in the first school is barely because afraid of the word "sekolah janda"?

I'm not a good daughter. I don't deserve to have you as a dad. How can I not be grateful for having you as a father for all the things you have done to me all these years?

I love you dad. I do. Happy father's day.(tears is coming out)

Midnight talk

This holidays, I used to the habits of seeking approval for my mom on what to where when I go out from the house. She always tells me not to wear this and that and force me to wear her tudung. She said that my tudung is what kindergarten kids will wear because it's just so plain simple. For your information, she has hundreds of tudungs and I don't know why she must have all that. All of her tudung seems to be "datin-like" with 3++ lines of manik, sulaman and she spend hundreds for some of it. She said that she can't wait for me to stay for practical in Kelantan so that I can bought for her with tudung with much cheaper price and a bundle seems affordable with that price. Me? I'm speechless and told her that she still need to wait if she wants that..At least, she is aware of the importance of appearance in front of the public and me?I don't really care..

My mom also loves collecting plate,utensils and anything related to kitchen wears. She has a house full of all these. You don't believe me?Come to my house then. I bet you will found a whole set of something under my sister's and bro's beds. She can't put under it's own because it has drawer underneath it. Still don't believe me? Then you can climb up and look above my bro's cupboards, I'm sure you'll find boxes of something there. It's all everywhere in the house because the cupboards to put it all are already filled with them until the cupboard gained additional height due to the stuff she put above them. It's sounds funny right. But that's what my mum loves. I tell you this because just now a boxes of Giacomo kitchen set arrived and she doesn't know where else to put.Until now, I don't really know where it ends up...I just wonder where did she digs the space...When I asked her why she likes to collect all these, she just said it's easy to organize celebration for our wedding?huh??!

I love my mum so much..At least she has hobbies. She doesn't spend much. Just collecting from year to year.Eventually her collection piles up. Before she married to my dad she already has some kitchen sets that still exist until now. Can you imagine that.It's more than 25 years ago..

Me?? I like to collect...hmmmm...memories? does it counts?

New post is here!

Provisional result has been announced. I'm really afraid to fail my organic chemistry 2 result and luckily, I passed the subject. LULUS means I got at least C for the subject and I don't need to repeat any paper. Alhamdulillah...The best birthday present. The full result will be out in June.Looking forward for that too.

I just back from 10-days-tour(hehehe..), actually it's a motivation program for pupil in 6 schools to introduce them to USM and motivate them to study so that they can enter university. I've learn a lot from this program and I plan to write notes about every single day of the program. Hopefully I still remember all the details.:-p

My elder brother is home.Yeay!! I just can't get enough of hanging out with him. Yesterday, I get inside the car as soon that I see him wants to drive away. He must fulfill his promise to spend time with me first before hanging out with his friends.hahaha..adik abang bah ni..

Below are some photos of the my family activities..

My younger bro is washing the motorcycles

My brother's followers. You can see how my brother existence drawn people around him

My dad trying my bro RXZ at night.It's yellow!haha..

I want to go out to town after this and then at noon I will go to relative's wedding celebration at Tanjung Batu with all my family members. Being at home is really fun! I love holiday. How about you?