tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27667643151768158932012-01-29T03:35:31.956+08:00Whatever I feel, exactly how I feel - wherever I am... Dedicated to my loved ones - wherever they are... For your thoughts - wherever you are...wanshanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580248884594153310noreply@blogger.comBlogger2741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2766764315176815893.post-79139849746794220292012-01-13T20:04:00.000+08:002012-01-13T20:04:59.379+08:00

Tomorrow will be one week since we sent Hasya to KYS. The day we went to register her was quite a non-event, somehow, and I felt like it was done quite intentionally by the College, so that, both students and parents (moms especially) would not be too emotional at the end of the day. We reached KYS at 9:00a.m, and everything was settled by 1:30pm. The registration process was done in such a way

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It had been a long wait for us. Especially for Hasya. From the day she came back from school all excited about the road show done by KYSM, all she could talk about was how great it would be if she got accepted to study at KYSM. Frankly speaking, it never crossed our minds to send her for schooling there before that. Both of us were actually thinking of applying for her to go to an SBP - the

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I'm supposed to write what is on my mind on my FB status. But, what I have in mind at this moment will be too much and I don't think they would be "squeezable" into the allocated status box. So, I'm writing what's on my mind here, and you decide la how I am feeling, and what's on my mind, okay? 5:50a.m - Woke up and got ready for the day (after only having slept for 4 hours last night). 6:

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I might be wrong, but I think ALL male species at some point (or points?) in their lives will always be tempted to try and test the market - including those whom we would categorize as "pijak semut pun tak mati". Whether they would eventually be "bought" and become someone else's "property" will all depend on their niat to try the market in the first instance. Some would be happy if they didn't

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* I actually drafted this two weeks ago, but was tied up with stuff and just could not follow it through at one seating. So, it might be a bit outdated, but alang-alang dah ada dalam my Draft box, why not just post it, kan? :) Laporan Anak #1 Ayah and I went to Sri Aman Open Day to collect Hanna's report on 23rd June (Thursday) morning. CGP of 3.61, and 7th in her class. She got 5th in her

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I was fast asleep when I suddenly felt Hilman tapping on my shoulder. Hilman : Mommy, can I borrow your Master key, please, Mommy? Me : Huhh?! (Still in "mamai" mode, and I looked out of the window) Errrr... What's the time now, Hilman? Hilman : It's 7 o'clock, Mommy. Me : 7?! (Panic mode!) Huhh?!! Why do you need my Master key? Kenapa Hilman tak gi sekolah lagi ni?! Hilman : I need to find

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Ayah, myself , Hasya and Hilman were just having our dose of Tutti Frutti froyo for the day at our outlet in SS2 last night when this conversation came up - Hasya : Hmmmm... Hilman has got stuff on his face now! Me : Stuff? What do you mean? And I looked at Hilman's face. Me : Oh, you mean facial hair? Not that much and that clear lah, Hasya. Hasya : Ya lah kot? (and a 3 second pause) Oh my.

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It's not as if I didn't know the deadline to submit my tax returns is at the end of April. And it's not as if I had to do it myself, as both Ayah and I have engaged tax agents to file everything for us. Mine is based in Rawang, while Ayah is asking our company secretary to do it for him as this is the first time he has to submit returns for our company (for medical consultancy and services) AND

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It's 10:40pm, 25th April 2011. In 1 hour and 20 mins, it'll be 26th April 2011 - marking the 27th Anniversary of the day Ayah and I first knew each other. To those who followed our cherita chenta which I posted 4 years ago when we celebrated our 23rd Anniversary (I think?), you would already know the cerita hindustan and the ups and downs of our courting years which started when we were both 16

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Oh my...oh my! It has been nearly 4 months since I last posted an entry here (and I nearly forgot my blogspot username and password!) So many things to share but I just don't know where to start! I think I shall categorize my cerita into three groups today - family and I, work and business venture (Yup! you read it right - "business venture" - hence the reason why I've been running like a

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It's 4:25a.m now, and here I am wide awake - for two reasons. Firstly - Ayah was woken up by a phonecall from Sri Ko*a Medical Centre, Klang just over an hour ago, and he had to leave immediately to attend to an emergency heart attack case. He left within 15 minutes of the call - after taking a quick shower to freshen up and gulping down a mug of Ali Ca*e coffee I made him - as an added measure

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God. I'd better not get used to NOT blogging for more than a month! All rusty already. Ayah has been asking me every now and then, "You ada blog posting baru tak?" I guess, with him being so ultra-busy nowadays, reading my blog might just be the only way he could keep up with what's happening with me and the kids kot? Hehehe... The last one month had been okay. In fact, more than okay! Did I

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Hmmm...the last time, I was off my blog for more than a month. And this time around, it's another record. Forgive me Blog, for I have slackened. It has been more than 2 months since my last posting - 64 days, to be exact! :( Life has been pretty hectic at the home front and also at work, and with FB being at my mere fingertips day in day out, it became a preferred venue to share my thoughts

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Salams. God... Can't believe that I have not updated this blog of mine for more than a month! Ramadhan has been pretty hectic for everyone, I guess, and no exception for me. Somehow, this year puasa seems to pass by so quickly. It has not been as bad as I had expected, being maidless and all. And I surprised myself this year with the fact that out of the 28 days of fasting, syukur

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I'm 42 years old this year. Syukur alhamdulillah. I know some who didn't make it past 40. And I also know some who have lived nearly twice the years I've been on this earth. My Abah is one of them. He turned 81 in March this year. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Having survived two episodes of cancer in his life, and on medication for hypertension for the last 10 years now, he looks good for a man his

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"Ok..I want 2 do dis 4 u dear..Duit bole cari, but I want u 2 relax n chill out wen u come home. Kalau x tu habislah anak2 kena marah..+ bapak they all sekali! Haha :)" Hehehe.... (Okay, okay... Granted. I can be so like a singa betina when I'm dead tired after a round of Bibik duties at home - and especially after a stressful day at the office). Anyway, THAT was the SMS I got from Ayah last

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We are living like nomads. Again. Back in 1998 until 2003, that was how we lived. We stayed with Mak - my MIL, in PJ, as it was more convenient for us given the circumstances then. Our SD house was just our weekend home. We had two sets of everything. One set in PJ, another set in SD. Toiletries, Clothes (different categories - homewear, sleepwear, "jalan" wear, baju kerja, towels, beddings),

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Salams, and 'Hi' y'all! Remember on 20th April 2010 - I set a target for myself here? Well, even though I have not managed to shed 4kgs by 30 June (today) as I had set out to do, I am still pleased to report that I have managed to get rid of 2kgs, and I am happy :) Considering that I had to forget about spending 2-3 times a week at the gym, or going on the treadmill and cross/trainer daily at

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The last time we went for a family holiday was in November last year (I think?) Even then, I wouldn't really call it a "holiday" as such, as it was only a 3D2N break in Genting, and we were there to tag Ayah who had a meeting there. We only spent time as a family when Ayah had fulfilled whatever obligations he had during the meeting. Even then, the second night we were there, Ayah had to turun

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It's Friday today. Exactly one week of the school holidays has come and gone, and it doesn't really feel like a holiday. Well, for me at least. The past one week has kept me busy with work at the office and organizing and managing stuff relating to Ayah's practice/business (filing this and filing that, paying this and paying that, etc.) But, most of all, I've been busy shifting things and stuff

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Today is Wesak Day. The first day of a three-day weekend. Unlike the normal weekends, the house is pretty quiet today. Ayah is at work and will only probably be back around 4:00pm. No surprise there, huh?And Hanna is busy doing her revision for her Mid-Year. Or at least I HOPE she is revising in her room now. She has yet to come down today, not even to have her breakfast. I normally would just

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One of the things that is common to maidless moms like me is that we could not leave the kids at home whenever we need to run errands outside, for me - especially at night when Zaidy, our driver, has gone home. For instance, last Tuesday night - I had to send Hanna to her guitar class at OU, and I had to bring both Hasya and Hilman with us even though the class was just going to be for half an

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I was having tea at Ayah's niece's birthday do at Sa*ja*a KL with Hasya and Hilman this afternoon when both of them started to ask each other some trivias to test each other's general knowledge while at the same time throwing in a few riddles to each other. Two of the questions, and answers which really cracked me up were these two :) # 1 Hilman : Kak Ngah. What's the difference between

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Her name was Anis. She was the replacement maid whom we got after four months of me being maidless in Sri Damansara. There was no contract between us. The deal was - we had to pay the introducer some RMxxx, and we pay Anis RMxxx every month. No strings attached. Apparently she had been working on this modus operandi since 1997. She could go anytime she wanted, and we could terminate her service

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Today marks the 26th year of our cerita chenta :) Happy 26th Anniversary, Saudara Haizal ;) Love ya loads!

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The thing I discovered/realized since my "No-Rice" Lunch regime was that the lauk-pauk served and sold at the Cafeteria were/are giler salty! It was not obvious before this, I guess, because I had always taken them with rice, and somehow they didn't taste THAT salty as the rice in a way had suppressed the taste. But, eating the fish/chicken, etc., and the veges on their own REALLY brings out

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Remember last week when I decided to (re)start a healthier lifestyle? Well, so far, so good. Syukur alhamdulillah. I have actually worked out a schedule - for both my meals AND exercises, and have been sticking to it quite well. And if TERlanggar, I would somehow compensate it in some ways. I have set a target for myself. I call it the "Minus-4 Mission" - i.e., I aim to shed 4kgs by 30th June

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Ayah and I were just talking about all the insurance coverage that we have for ourselves and the kids thus far, and we were thinking of getting new policies, especially for the kids, considering how high hospital charges can be sometimes. Of course, kita always do'akan we'll be healthy, and dijauhkan dari masuk hospital,etc., but, of course, we'll never know these things, kan? The kids being

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Hasya is upset that she's not in the same 4x100m Team that won 1st place in last year's SSP's Sports Day. She said the team has been split into two now. So, there'll be two teams representing Green House this year, and she said she she's very sure that neither team would win the top three placings! I asked her the reasons why the Green House teacher had split the team knowing that they would

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It's 5:37pm, on a Wednesday. I've just finished going through the final drafts of two of my students' dissertations, and have sat down with them and discussed the required corrections and amendments to be made. I'm halfway done with another one, after which I have to go through another draft, and I hope to sit down with the respective students by tomorrow afternoon. One student has decided to

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Salams and Hi, y'all :) Guess what? Our cupcakes project? Well, we actually went ahead with it last Sunday. Sungguh tidak percaya! :) Thank God I didn't have to go out and get myself a new oven, or a new mixer because I found out that my 6-year-old Microwave could actually be used to bake cupcakes, cakes and the likes, too. This, I found out after 6 years of just using its re-heating and

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I've never made cupcakes ever in my whole life. Never. Ever. Errr, MAYBE once during SRT lesson during my secondary school lah, kot? But, I seriously can't recall making them. So, maybe memang never ever, kot? (Hmmmm...It's so damn obvious that I was never paying attention during SRT classes, huh? Hehehe...) And I had never ever had the urge, or even any intention of making cupcakes. Baking and

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Salams and Hi! :) I'm just taking a break from going through my students' dissertations. My head is starting to pound, and the fact that I'm finding it more and more difficult to read small prints nowadays is not really helping. Must make a point to get bifocal glasses soon. THAT, and the fact that I get so sleepy easily, too! Signs of old age. But, I guess that, i.e. being sleepy, is not

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Phew. ONE posting for last month. ONE. That's a record for me who used to blog quite prolifically :) Blame it on the age. Blame it on my maidless status. Blame it on the weather. Blame it on my angin malas. Blame it on writer's block. And, oh yes - you can blame it on Facebook, too, as I find it lighter and easier to layan than my Blog :) But, no - I'm not abandoning my Blog. It's too precious

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Remember Sabarudin Tukang Bawak Kereta which I wrote about here? Well, it's Sabarudin no more. To cut a long story short - He worked for us for 20 days during which we observed the following - (1) His driving was okay. Well, if you consider him nearly hitting a car coming out of the junction near our house as okay, and also if you consider him making a dent on Ayah's car by knocking on my

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BIG TIME. I am in no mood to write about what I'm about to write, but, I feel that I need to write about it. I had vented out my frustration and anger on my FB, and I had comments, advice and support from friends which had made me feel somewhat better. Thank you so much, guys! To all who are yet in the know, it's confirmed - Bibik Dar is NOT coming back. And she didn't even have the courtesy

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It's 10:08a.m now. Ayah had just left for the hospital 15 minutes ago and should be back by 10:45a.m to send the kids to their dance class. Breakfast was simple - leftover Nasi Goreng from yesterday, and for Hilman, leftover pizza from Nachos Nachos which we tapau-ed last night. He didn't quite like it, so I had to add new toppings of sausages and more cheese to it. And the pinggan is licin

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I went back to my MIL's for a short while over lunch yesterday as I had the kids' stuffs (which they had asked me to drop at their Wan's on the way to work) in the car. I totally forgot about it until about 1:50p.m. As the bags contained their change of clothes and also their stuff for their piano class later in the evening (read as "unfinished piano homework"), I had no choice but to send them

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We interviewed Sabarudin last Thursday, and we're quite happy with him. We offered him the job on Monday, and insya Allah he'll start work this Friday. I'll be taking leave on Friday to show him the routes to send the kids to all their segala mak nenek's schools/classes. He's younger than us by 2 years. And when he told us his age, this was what Ayah said to him - Ayah : 39 tahun?! Oh, ye ke?

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One of the many reasons why I love my job is the fact that my hours are as flexible as how I want them to be. True that lecture times are set by the University, but, I am free to determine when I want to have my tutorials. My teaching timetable this Semester, is the same as it has always been for the last few years. Again, I have loaded my Tuesdays and Thursdays, and kept the other days of the

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Salams, Seasons Greetings, and a Happy New Year to all :) I've been neglecting this blog of mine for more than 2 weeks. No specific reason really - except maybe, because of my Bibikless status at the moment. It didn't help at all that the new Semester just opened on 28th December. Insya Allah, I will counter-comment on all the comments left on my last posting on my Laundry Woes soon, ya?

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Bibik Dar went back to Indonesia on 29/11/09. Two days after that I was involved in that accident. And the whole family had put up at my MIL's place since. I was just too traumatized to drive, and staying with my MIL meant that I could tumpang rides with her driver or my BIL's driver to work and back, and also to ferry the kids for their classes, etc. Staying at my MIL's also meant that I

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It's 1:14a.m, Sunday 13th December 2009 - and the kids and I are still awake in our room at Aw*na Hotel, Genting. Ayah, meanwhile is down in KL. He turun bukit a few hours ago as he was attending MC*BA's Dinner at Is*ana Hotel, and I asked him not to naik bukit balik tonight, but instead sleep at home. I just didn't want him to drive up back here alone. Not when he's not that familiar with the

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It was last Tuesday evening. 1st December 2009. Hanna was attending her school's Kem Tahan Lasak Programme in UM, while Hasya and Hilman were at their Wan's house in PJ, as they were supposed to have their Mengaji class there that evening. I was supposed to join Ayah and his staff for Dinner at The Cu*ve, so, after work I drove back to SD as I didn't have any proper attire for the dinner kept

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At 9:30p.m last night, I sent this SMS - "Asslmkum. Ini Ibu Shana. Mau bertanya samada Dar sudah selamat sampai ke rumah? Pesawatnya tiba di Yogyakarta pukul 8:30 pagi tadi. Terima kasih" 2 minutes after that, came the reply - "Wlaikmsalam. Alhamdulillah. Sudah selamat sampai. Maaf baru bagi kabar" And I sent a reply - "Syukur alhamdulillah. Sampaikan salam kepada keluarga di kampung. Hilman

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"Hmmmmm....I can't remember when was the last weekend I was NOT busy..." Ayah suddenly said to me last night while organizing his notebook before he started working on his presentation. He has to prepare 3 powerpoint presentations for a couple of seminars today it seems. Truth be told, I've lost track of how many talks he has to give nowadays. I went quiet. Or rather, I let out a small "Hmmmm.

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14 years ago today, we welcomed our firstborn - Hanna Suhaila binti Haizal, into this world... I remember that day very clearly even until today. We had the first snow in Newcastle upon Tyne for that year in that early hours of 17th November 1995, and the grounds were already covered with snow by the time I had my first contractions at 4:15a.m in the morning that day. Being extra-cautious and

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It’s that time of the year again – exam results time. Ayah and I already knew Hasya’s and Hilman’s results last week, but, we only knew Hanna’s today when I attended Sr* Am*n’s Open Day this morning to collect her report. Ayah couldn’t make it as he is now in Kuching and will only be back on Saturday night. But, I have been giving him ‘Live Feed’ of the results and everything else religiously :)

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We were on our way to an open house last Saturday, and were driving along the LDP when I saw a yellow Lotus cruising from behind us, and for about 15 seconds we were side by side, moving through the traffic.I turned to look at the driver, and jokingly said out loud -"Hmmmmm...Nice car. Shame about the driver".All eyes automatically turned to look at the driver, and Hilman had this to say -"Mommy,

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Last weekend could not be more representative of my life as a doctor's wife , and the kids' lives as a doctor's kids.It started on Friday night when Ayah had to work late to meet the dateline to submit his MM article to the editor. Ayah knew that he would be very late, but he wasn't sure as to when exactly he would be coming home that night. So, the kids and I decided to have our dinner at One-U,

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Please, I hope nobody will be offended by me writing this. Just to share :)Ayah and I are quite open when it comes to showing our affections to each other in front of the kids. But, of course within limits lah, kan? Hehehe...And of course, when we're at home lah kan? :)Just the normal hugs, a peck on the cheeks, a brushing kiss on the lips, etc. You know, the usual normal things which you would

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It's 1:54a.m, and I'm finding it hard to sleep.Even the cool air of the aircond is not helping.I have a full day today. I have classes from 9:00a.m until 12:00pm, 2:00pm until 3:00p.m and 4:00p.m until 5:00p.m. I desperately need to sleep, unless I don't mind my students seeing me sleeping in class today!And as always, when I can't sleep, the deafening silence of the night would make me reflect

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Tapi, I tak tau nak gelak ker...or nak nangis...Ayah and I had a wedding invitation yesterday. It was a reception for the son of my colleague at the Faculty - Prof Fa*zi, and his wife Dr. Fa*i*ah. It was to be held at Gr*nd Bl*e Wa*e, Shah Alam.I went to get the wedding present on Saturday while waiting for Hanna to finish her guitar lesson at One-U. Jenuh jugak lah nak memilih the present

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Hmmmm, we're into our third week of Syawal, and I had not posted anything on our Raya celebration this year. So not me!Well, life pre, during and post-Raya had been pretty hectic for all of us, me included, and on top of that I have been spending more time on Facebooking than blogging (which I think quite a number of bloggers are guilty of, too!) But, I hope to be able to balance between the two

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It's Wednesday...or should I say, it's ONLY Wednesday...This week is REALLY taking it's time to reach the weekend, huh?I am so looking forward to Raya.But, before that I still have today and tomorrow at work before I can really start enjoying the break. I have 5 hours of tutorial classes tomorrow - the first one starting at 9:00a.m, while the last class will only end at 5:00p.m. I know that many

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9/11/2001 - the day the world stood still when the unthinkable and the unexpected happened. The day which changed the whole landscape of international relations and security as we suddenly realized that we were faced with non-traditional threats, and we didn't really understand the whole situation, and we didn't really know as to the next course of action.The whole world was shocked and everybody

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As I felt your warmth against me, and all emotions that it brings - the sense of belonging, peace, calmness, and assurance your love has brought to my life for the past 15 years, I pray for this to last...and I wish you all my love and much, much more, forever and a day. Thank you for being there for me all these years, and making me complete... Happy Anniversary, sayang. I love you. So. Very.

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Salams and Hi, you all.I know, I know... This blog of mine has been ignored for the longest time. My apologies. Even though I have been quiet on the blogging front, I've been quite active FB-ing. And those who are my FB friends have been getting updates on what the family and I have been up to for the last 3 weeks or so, which has been makan, makan, dan makan lagi...(Errrr, during berbuka, okay?

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Somebody made a comment on my FB a couple of days ago as to how patient I have been. As a wife.Oh, boy... She couldn't be more wrong than that. Hehehe! I'm afraid I have to disappoint her, because I AM SO NOT A PATIENT WIFE, OKAY? Well, maybe now it's a bit better. But before, when we first got married, "patience" was not in my vocabulary. But, after a while I got used to being a doctor's wife

wanshanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580248884594153310noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2766764315176815893.post-43746246237283292872009-08-18T13:23:00.007+08:002009-08-18T15:35:35.899+08:00

I was so flabbergasted when I read about the nikah between the two celebrities who all this while had maintained that their relationship was just a platonic one. Platonic my *&%$!My heart goes out to his ex-wife. And his kids.Fine, people may come to me and say we should not be judgmental against any of the parties because we don't really know what went on during their marriage, and that we don't

wanshanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580248884594153310noreply@blogger.com60tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2766764315176815893.post-57184203061940047182009-08-15T14:49:00.011+08:002009-08-16T21:57:23.541+08:00

Dear Naz, Dilla and Amy,No, no, no... I have not forgotten :)I know I owe you guys a tag. It has been long overdue - in fact since before my Bali Trip in June. So, today is hari membayar hutang...Better late than never, they say. So, this is my late payment. Hopefully you guys won't charge any interests. Hehehe! :)But, of course, before I start, please do accept my sincere apologies for being so

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Today was our "Jalan Tunku Abdul Rahman Day". One of the TWO days in a year that we go to that area. We normally would avoid going there UNLESS it is absolutely necessary. The absolutely necessary days would be, first - the day we have to SEND the kain to buat Baju Melayu for Ayah and Hilman to Om*r Ali in Wisma Yakin, and second - the day we have to COLLECT the Baju Melayu :)The girls decided

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I was just passing the time doing various quizzes on FB tonight, and one of them was on "What does your facial shape tell about you". And the result was :+ Always work hard.+ Handles financial problem smartly.+ Has an outstanding will to succeed.+ Has a clear plan for life.+ Can be quite ego at times.(Never mind the grammar lah ye? :))As with most of the quizzes on FB, I had to ponder on whether

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This has been the longest hiatus this blog has gone into, and I guess a few friends were beginning to get worried by my long silence.Ibu left a comment on my FB - "What happened to you? Sonyap jo..."Bella SMSd me yesterday - "...Lama tak nampak u update. I hope all is well..."And even Ayah has been asking me a few times - "You've not updated your blog?"Thank you for your concerns, my dear

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I went back to my MIL's house this afternoon to fetch and send Hilman to school. He was all ready, sitting on the bench in front of the house, complete with the surgical mask on him.I went in to have a drink first, and saw some leftovers of the Do*inoes Pizzas which Hasya brought back from her Do*inoes school excursion yesterday. I did not expect any leftovers from yesterday as I knew just how

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Hi y'all. I'd better get the posting on our Bali Trip over and done with. The new Academic Year will start next week, and I would be pretty busy for the next 2-3 weeks, at least.Anyway, the 5th day in Bali started off with Ayah and moi going for a morning walk around the hotel area. It had been quite some time since we last had a quiet alone time just the two of us, walking hand in hand, enjoying

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I have been meaning to post an update/continuation to our Bali trip postings, specifically on our 3rd and 4th days there, since the weekend, but, alas, I only managed to upload the pics to Slide.com today. Again I shall let the slides do the talking, while I just give a brief summary of what we did in those two days.Did I mention in my last posting that the food at Diwangkara was nothing to shout

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Salams, and hello to all! :)I'm baaaacccckkk!!!My apologies for the 2-week hiatus. As most of you would have known already, we were in Bali from Saturday 6th June, and only came back last Thursday. Sampai KL I was down with a really bad sore throat and demam tak demam, while Ayah was down with very high fever and a tummy bug. Syukur Alhamdulillah, the kids were fine. Nasib baik jugak we didn't

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Have been busy, busy, busy! What with the school hols and all, and the kids are at home 24/7, and them asking me, "Are you going to work today, Mommy?" (like a dozen times a day - and that's just in the morning!), I feel like there aren't enough hours in a day this term break.I've already stocked up the fridge, freezer and pantry to last the first week of the school holidays last Friday, but, I

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Tomorrow's Report Card Day for Hasya and Hilman.Ayah will not be able to attend in the morning for Hasya's session as he has scheduled a few patients for his clinic, so Mommy will be going alone. But, insya Allah, both of us will be there for Hilman's report in the afternoon.We sort of could guess how the results would be by the way the kids react when we ask them for the marks and the marks of

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Ayah came back home quite late some time last week and asked me, "Did R*B and HS*C people call you tadi? They called me to tell that our credit card payments were overdue, and I gave them your number".Alamaaaak!!! Then I remembered the thing that was bugging me for the last few days before that. I knew there was something I needed to do which I had forgotten to do - settling the credit card bills

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Yours truly celebrated her birthday last week - another year older, another year wiser :) ( I hope!)Thank you so much for all the well-wishes and do'as which I got through Facebook, SMSes and e-mails. I'm very, very touched indeed. The friendship and warmth extended on my birthday are very much appreciated and treasured. I still received birthday wishes even until yesterday - when I got free

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Hari yang dinanti-nantikan akhirnya tiba...And on Mother's Day, Hilman presented me with his "surprise" - a weaved basket with a hand towel with "Happy Mother's Day Sharina" embroidered on it. That was the "surprise" which required him to take out all his school books from his school bag the other day. And he also gave me a Mother's Day card which Ayah bought for him :) And I think I did a good

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I was in the car with Hilman after fetching him from school earlier on. He was sitting alone at the back, with his schoolbag occupying half of the space.We were on our way to his Wan's house to fetch his Kak Long Hanna and Kak Ngah Hasya, before going back to SD when he suddenly said -Hilman : Mommy, your "surprise" is in my schoolbag okay, Mommy?(FYI, he has been hinting about this "surprise"

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Just like the previous years, I HAD to wait till the last minute to submit my income tax returns. But, this year, the experience has somewhat been a kind of "blood-goes-upstairs" experience for me because of a few things -Firstly - I decided to do my e-filing at 9:05a.m yesterday morning, thinking that it would only take half an hour (at the most), and I would be on time to reach the office at 10

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Hi, y'all.For those who might have missed it on Malay Mail yesterday, here's the link to Ayah's article :)http://www.mmail.com.my/content/kamar-heart-and-environmentAnd here's the link for the article he wrote last week -http://www.mmail.com.my/content/shape-size-does-matterI will try to get the links to all of his articles in Malay Mail and post them here, soon, insya Allah.And if you want, you

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I was sitting on the two-seater sofa, watching Man U playing against Spurs - my eyes, although heavy, were on the telly. My mind - elsewhere... I wasn't really watching the game. I was downstairs in the living room to accompany Ayah who was working on his article for the Ma*ay Ma*l Monday edition. He needed to e-mail it to the Editor early in the morning, and I needed to make sure that he stayed

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It has been just over a month since Ayah cut his 'umbilical cord' totally from UM*C, and already I could see the difference in him. The good kind of difference. This, I like... :)Yes, he still goes out to work at 6:45a.m. every morning as he has to send Hanna and Hasya to school first, and he would go straight to TMC after that. And he still comes home after 10:00p.m. nearly every night.But, I

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Sorry, sorry, sorry... Have been busy, busy, busy!Exams have started, and I need not say more :)Anyway, before cerita jadi lemau, I'd better post this.It's the time of the year when anak-anak kita get the tan, or rather - sun-burnt. Yup - it's Sports Day time :)Hanna took part in the shot-putt event and she got silver for Class 2. Initially she thought she got the gold, but apparently the

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The long awaited day finally arrived!We had been waiting for it for the last 2 years or so, and On*ir had been teased and chided by us as to why laaaa the construction of her house was taking soooo long to complete. The standing joke was that it was because she took so long to decide on the FONT to be used on the floor plans of the 2 1/2 storey bungalow, and THAT had stalled the building process

wanshanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05580248884594153310noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2766764315176815893.post-45966853883117150632009-04-11T07:33:00.005+08:002009-04-11T08:43:26.304+08:00

I meant to post this on the day itself, but, exhaustion and stuff at work had other things in store for me in the last three days.We had another makan-makan session on Wednesday night at my MIL's to celebrate Hasya who turned 10 on that day - 8th April 2009.I am always reminded of the hikmah (which I wrote here) which had given us the gift of Hasya 10 years ago, and how the grave sadness that we

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I woke up at 7:00a.m on Saturday morning, and only went to bed at about 1:00a.m the next day. That's a good 18 waking hours - out of which I think I only got the chance to sit down for about 2 1/2 hours in total (excluding the times when I was sitting in my car, driving, that is :)I don't think our new PM's schedule running up to the three by-elections pun was as packed as my last Saturday's

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Posting ini adalah ditujukan khas kepada kawan yang sorang tu - yang tengah bored giler nun kat Rawang tu, untuk dijadikan bahan bacaan dan bahan rujukan di kala mengantuk dan kepala asyik tersengguk-sengguk macam ayam mematuk padi... :) Dan sempena memenuhi permintaan kawan tu, I shall call this entry as "These and Those" - a timely hapdet after my previous posting of "This and That"...Hehehe!

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Some updates on this and that -I brought my Abah for his second visit to GH on Monday last week for his CT Scan at the Oncology and Radiology Department. Even though he had done a similar scan at UH about 3 weeks ago, this particular appointment at GH was to measure his face for them to make a mould for his face-mask to protect the non-cancerous parts from being exposed to the radiotherapy rays

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Dear all,After much thought, I decided to withdraw both of my postings on Aida Sophea as everything was obviously a misunderstanding, and the poor girl obviously did not mean what she wrote in the comment box that day. Her dear Mommy had left a comment to explain and clarify everything, and I would like to share what she wrote to set the records straight.Some of you might have read her Mommy's

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Well, almost :)I've been tagged by MrsNordin on facts about my husband. I was supposed to do it last week, but sibuk memanjang. Sorry, BJ :)Today is the perfect time to do it because I'm missing Ayah terribly. He's in Beijing and is only coming home tomorrow afternoon. No better way to nurse this 'pang' than writing about him, kan? ;)So, here goes -1) He’s sitting in front of the TV, what is on

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Today's Ayah's birthday!!! Yeay!!! Happy Birthday, my dearest :)I wasn't sure whether to just have a quiet outing with the kids to celebrate this special day, or to belanja makan the whole clan like we always do on someone's birthday, or celebrate with friends, either at home, or at Re* Bo*. I was toying with different plans for the last one week, and still could not decide on Friday night.On

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Ayah and Hasya were feeling better on Monday night and throughout half of Tuesday. However, by the time they came back from work and school respectively yesterday, both were having slight fever again, and aching joints. The bug seems to be making its comeback every other day it seems. And this time around, Hanna pun dah start demam.She looked pretty pale and was not her usual perky self when she

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Hmmmm...I can't remember the last time Ayah didn't go to the hospital during weekends or public holidays. The only times he didn't go to review his patients, I think, were either when we were on vacation outside of KL or the country. Even then, he would be calling the wards to check on his patients. Either that, OR his MOs or lecturers or his nurses would be calling him for advice.So, when he

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Thank you for all the do'a and well wishes for my Abah and our family. Insya Allah dimakbulkan Allah SWT, and insya Allah we'll be alright through this dugaan.Abah fell down at home on Friday afternoon. My mommy was inside the house at the time, and Abah was watering the plants and washing away some dirts off the front terrace. Apparently he was squatting down to rub off some stubborn stain and

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Have you ever felt that by not talking or writing about something, it would just go away?Have you ever felt sometimes, that you just didn't want to talk or write about certain things because you just didn't want to think too much about them? Or you just didn't want to think about them at all? Because when you start talking or writing about them, you would not be able to think straight? Because

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BJ a.k.a MrsNordin and Kak Yati Samad, somehow or rather had thought of me as one of those who deserve the The Mom of the Year Award. I'm touched and thrilled of course, but, I know so many mothers out there who deserve this more than I do. But, kecil tapak tangan, nyiru saya tadahkan. Hehehe! Thank you, thank you :)The recipients of this award would have to come up with an acceptance speech/

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Nope - this has nothing to do with a certain Mongolian beauty who met with a gruesome end not so long ago on a secluded hill/mountain somewhere. But, this is about another beauty...who...errr...has something to do with a mountain, too. Different beauty, different era, different ending. And different mountain. So, sit back, and relax :) I had never been to a Musical before. Not even when I was

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Dearest friends,First of all, please accept my apologies for not counter-commenting on any of your comments on my previous post. I wish I could. Hati ni rasa`membuak-buak' nak give each and every one of your comments a personal note, but, I'm still feeling slightly under the weather even until today.I truly appreciate all your warm and kind words, and well-wishes. And from the bottom of my heart,

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To those of you who are my FB friends, would know by now that I'm on a 2 day sick leave - yesterday and today.Both Ayah and I were not well about a week ago with flu. I think I got it from him as I had a one day delayed symptoms of whatever it was that he had. Anyway, by Friday last week, both of us were over it. Or so we thought.I still had some intermittent pain on my right ear, and I guess

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Friday night - right after Maghrib, Hanna and I left the house for One-Utama.The mission - to get a pair of running shoes for Hanna as her school was having a "Merentas Desa" event on Saturday morning, and she didn't have any running shoes to wear. And I also wanted to get a Valentine's card and gift for Ayah. The last Valentine, both of us were so busy that neither managed to even get a card for

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I'm at home now. Have not been feeling well the last one week or so. I was getting better a couple of days ago, but last night I was getting all the flu symptoms again. I went to see a GP on Friday, and was given some antibiotics and some eardrops. Apparently I had an infection on my right ear - quite common after a bout of flu, so I was told.Anyway, as I'm bringing my Abah to see Ayah's ENT

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We went to watch Pink Panther 2 last night. I am a big fan of Steve Martin, so, I may be a bit biased when I say that it was SUPERB! Or rather, I should say, HE was superb :) But, Ayah, Hanna and I enjoyed Pink Panther 1 more. Hilman and Hasya loved both equally and they could not decide on which of the two was more hilarious :)The younger kids didn't know that we were watching the movie. I told

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It's 1:37a.m, and I can't seem to bring myself to sleep.Ayah has long gone to Dreamland, and Hilman is sleeping in between us as I'm typing this. The aircond is not switched on because Hilman is still coughing (after 2 weeks!), and maybe that is why I find it hard to doze off on this rather warm night.Hilman has finished his course of Prednisolone (a steroid-based pills) and his Pabron syrup, but

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It's 4:05a.m on my last day of the CNY break, and tomorrow it's back to work again. If only time could stand still and we could enjoy the 4-day break like there's no end to it, huh?Anyway, it has been quite a relaxing extended weekend for me. Relatively, that is. Something which I could not say about the extended Raya weekend which would normally be filled with activities having to do with

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