The best part is I get to have dinner with my husband. Selalunya dia makan dengan office mate di sana, kita makan di rumah. Jadi bila Ramadhan tiba, saya berasa bahagia.
Kenapa saya suka bulan Ramadhan
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It’s not halal actually T_T
Last 2 weeks we went to Sushi King–to get Takoyaki. We were sitting at the sushi-conveyor-belt bar. They are having unagi promotion for the entire month of August. While waiting for the takoyaki, we grabbed some plates. One of it was Unagi Pirosiki. Super yummy. I asked my husband to taste it. He said he doesn’t like it at all. I feel frustrated. It was my first time liking an unagi sushi. Like,something excite my taste bud. A firework in my mouth and tummy.
Today, while doing baju raya hunting, I entered Sushi King again. Want to do take-away lah kononnya. The manager welcomed me and asked me politely “Yes ma’am, may I help you?”
“Er, can I do take-away?”
“Of course. What do you want?”
“I want to order one of your unagi which is on promotion”
“Er, actually it’s not halal”
My eyes enlarged twice than normal.
“We already put a notice when we realized they put in some alcohol during the process. It’s less than 0.05%”
I looked at the notice. It’s not Unagi Pirosiki. Maybe what she meant was the slices. Haish. Should be more alert next time.
Then I tapau okonomiyaki instead. T_T <--coverlah tu
I’m not a lazy blogger
I used to write a post per week. Ever since I started my job, God knows how fatigue I am. I am not fit, more stressed and less productive. After I got married, my husband advised me to be more energetic. Unlike him, I can’t rely on caffeine to make me feel like an energizer bunny. So I did walking up and down the stairs, shopping (the best exercise on earth) and try not to get evening sleep. Result: Shed some weight, feel a bit happy and glowy. Continue reading
Harassing call
About 2 months ago, I was being disturbed by a 4am-call. At first I thought it was an emergency call.
“Hello? Hello?” said me with croaky voice.
“Haii…mengganggu ke…Watpe tu….”a low-tone of a person who is desperate for, you know what.
“Siapa ni? Kenapa telefon?”
“Ala…mengganggu ke….”, trying to be manja with me.
*TUPP*
I immediately hung up. Then I tried to go back to sleep with a fast heart beat. My husband told me to ignore it but I was traumatised. So I can’t go back to sleep after that. I just wake up and do my work.
The next night, at 4am, he called me again. I just ignored. He stopped.
Last week, he called me during office hour. I didn’t save his number and thought he was one of my pupils’ parents who wanted to inform me about his child absence. I was wronged.
Him: Hi ainee. Tengah buat ape tu.
Me: Tengah kerja. Siapa ni.
Him: Ni ikram la.
Me: Ikram mana nie? Ada banyak ikram la.
Him: Alah. Sampai hati dah lupe kita.
Me: Ok lah. I ada kelas ni. GTG. Bye!
Hisy. Sape la prank call cenggini. Buat gigil je. Kalau lg sekali dia call memang nk kne sue la jawabnya.
Protected: Bila hati diguris 2
Do you have these symptoms?
- chesty cough
- chest pain
- intolerance to cold weather
- phlegm with varieties of colours
- sore throat
- sometimes husky voice, sometimes tiny-helium voice
- one month long symptoms
I have all these and my husband asked me to do self-healing. But it’s already a month and it is kind of irritating as I’m a teacher. My voice is my asset. I use my voice to do classroom control. I use my voice to deliver knowledge. I don’t know la whether it’s my eating habit, I yell too much or the weather. Dah la I don’t have umbrella in my car. Gosh. Is it just me?
Fesyen berkabung
Hari Isnin, datang ke sekolah dengan tudung hitam. Kononnya nak berkabung. Tapi rupanya salah warna. Kalau negeri Johor berkabung kena pakai tudung putih. My husband patah balik rumah ambik songkok berlilit renda putih. Katanya ada orang yang tak mengenakan pakaian berkabung kena saman RM300. Uih. Tak berfesyen kabung pun kena denda mahal camtu eh? So orang yang tak biasa pakai songkok dan tudung ini pun pakailah apa yang patut.
(credit: mytalento.com)
Kesimpulannya, kita sebenarnya boleh berfesyen mengikut syarak. Kalau arahan pemerintah di dunia kita boleh ikut sebab takut kena saman, perintah Allah pun kita boleh ikut sebenarnya kerana takutkan azab di neraka. Marilah mulakan reformasi diri sempena tahun baru ini.
Mudahan Allah mencucuri rahmat ke atas Sultan Johor, Alallah Sultan Iskandar Ibni Almarhum Sultan Ismail.
Memetik kata-kata hikmah Ustaz Zamri (ustaz sekolah aku laa) “Dari suruh orang pakai songkok renda putih, baik la suruh orang sedekahkan Al-Fatihah”
Al-Fatihah.
1:1 بِسْمِ اللّهِ الرَّحْمـَنِ الرَّحِيم
- Bismillāhi r-raḥmāni r-raḥīm
- Beginning is with Allah’s personal name Ar’Reh’maan Who is The Fountain of Infinite Mercy.
1:2 الْحَمْدُ للّهِ رَبِّ الْعَالَمِين
- Al ḥamdu lillāhi rabbi l-‘ālamīn
- The Infinite Glory and Praise eternally is entirely and exclusively for Allah, the Sustainer Lord of the Known/Existing Worlds.
1:3 الرَّحْمـنِ الرَّحِيم
- Ar raḥmāni r-raḥīm
- The Sustainer Lord of the Worlds is Ar’Reh’maan Who is The Fountain of Infinite Mercy.
1:4 مَـالِكِ يَوْمِ الدِّين
- Māliki yawmi d-dīn
- Ar’Reh’maan is the Master/the Sovereign/Holder of the Day of Resurrection/Judgment.
1:5 إِيَّاك نَعْبُدُ وإِيَّاكَ نَسْتَعِين
- Iyyāka na’budu wa iyyāka nasta’īn
- [Our Sustainer Lord Ar’Reh’maan] You are the Only Whom we solely and exclusively owe allegiance and servitude and You are exclusively the One we look for help to elevate ourselves.
1:6 اهدِنَــــا الصِّرَاطَ المُستَقِيمَ
- Ihdinā ṣ-ṣirāṭ al-mustaqīm
- [Our Sustainer Lord Ar’Reh’maan] You guide us on the Straight/Even Path leading to destination;
1:7 صِرَاطَ الَّذِينَ أَنعَمتَ عَلَيهِمْ غَيرِ المَغضُوبِ عَلَيهِمْ وَلاَ الضَّالِّين
- Ṣirāṭ al-laḏīna an’amta ‘alayhim ġayril maġḍūbi ‘alayhim walāḍ ḍāllīn
- the path journeyed by those upon whom You showered blessings which is other than of those who made themselves liable to criminal cognizance/arrest and nor is that adopted by the neglectful wanderers.
The 2010
I had resolutions early this year. Shed off weights for the wedding. Be a better person. The usual resolutions. You know. But what I wish is not that big. I don’t even become a better person.
So, for the next year, I hope the economy will get better. My husband’s business will grow well. He’ll have more time at home and I wish I can change some-one’s life to better. No more resolution on shedding weight. It’ll be forgotten in the middle of the year.
This year is not as harsh as 2007. This year is pretty good. Albeit that I had harsh progress of a n00b teacher. Uih. It was stressful being a teacher. But then, I had my wedding. I had lovely people around me, helping and making sure the wedding went well. I have a good husband. It’s just that I have to be more patience with my new life as a wife and a daughter in law. I need to learn fast and bond quick.
Hopefully, 2010’s will teach me how to be a better wife, teacher, daughter and friend. I wish I can fix my performance and ibadah. I don’t wish to be rich. I just want to live peacefully.
When things get tough, be a tough cookie
Last night we just find out that my cousin, who was just barely 14, diagnosed with leukemia. It was shocking and unexpected. He had to go to Hospital Ipoh, with ambulance, this morning.
He just had episodes of fever and flu.His father never thought of doing blood test for him. We’ve never expect any of these. None of our family members had this kind of disease. Lesson is, do your blood test.
Oh, if you’re planning a family, once you’re pregnant, don’t forget to register with stem life. It may help you facing this kind of condition. As a human, we should make a lot of effort and leave the rest to god. In life, there’s always ups and down.
Thus, whenever I’m on elevated level for long, I have to feel alert, beware, that God will test me really really hard. That’s how life goes.
To Mohd Afiq, I wish you well and may Allah give you strength to walk through the treatment and theraphy. May Allah give us patience.
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First Time to Cook My Own Rice
When I was 13 years old. It was my opah who taught me, not my mum because she is a career woman, superbly busy with her work and need to rush to house, preparing lunch for us during her lunch break. Since my mom is not that patience in teaching her brat daughter, luckily opah came to my house one day, and taught me how to cook rice. Since then, the rice that I cook tastes better than my mom’s. Now, I said this based on people’s testimonial and how laku my nasi compared to my mom’s. Seriously.