salam from mecca

to all readers

Assalamualaikum

I will update blog once i came back from Mecca. Doakan aya dan uami mendapat haji yg mabrur.

Best Wishes

We had another surprised party at our home in USJ, Subang Jaya, on 21 September 2008. Kak nina n family -6 pax, abg Zaid n family – 8 pax, atih n family – 7 pax, andak n family- 8 pax had gathered for the ‘break fast and also celebrating a double birthday of Mama (54) and Abang Zaid (44). Mama’s Birthday was actually on 18/9 but we had to celebrate it later since that mama is only coming to KL on Sunday.





HAPPY BIRTHDAY and BEST WISHES















Nur’Ayn Az-
Zahrah was also born on 21 September 2002 she would have been 5 years old today. She was my sister’s youngest daughter who passed away on 13 October
2002. Ayn was born with multiple complications – defects in the brain,
kidneys, intestine, eyes and heart. Al- Fatihah…

Yaaaahhoooooo

It's BONUS day........yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

TQ UNITAR!!!

My House and Me

Do you have a dream house? I do..!! Do you know that a house can tell us a lot about ourselves… go ahead try this link below. This is a fun personality analysis quiz. You'll also get to exercise your hand. May be some of us haven’t draw anything for ages, this could be fun….gerakkan sikit tangan yang dah rusty tu...

This is my dream house as i draw . below is what it tells about my personality. Betul keeee ni..mmmm

Based on your drawing and the 10 answers you gave this is a summary of your personality:Your house tells the world that you ought to be a leader. You are a freedom lover and a strong person. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. Once you have a problem, you need a friend with you. Your life is always full of changes. You will avoid being alone and seek the company of others whenever possible. You love excitement and create it wherever you go. You see the world as it is, not as you believe it should be. You added a flower into your drawing. The flower signifies that you long for love. We also see that you are sensuous, sexual, and privately passionate. You don't think much about yourself.

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Triple One (1.11)

Today I nak share a story about my early days at UUM Matriculation centre. I registered myself into UUM matriculation centre in June 2005. This is my first time leaving the home to another place on my own (I really am looking forward to be independent by myself).
1ST week was like HELL, we were treated badly…. Malam tido pukul 1.00 pagi and as early as 4. 00 pagi we have to wake up. The days start with assembly in front of B4 Café at Kolej Telekom. Then we do a simple ntah apa2 nyer excercise..if ada yang lambat during the assembly the whole group will be punish (BENCI……). After the exercise we have to walk for about 1 ½ km to the mosque for the Subuh Prayer and Tazkirah Pagi. This is the funny part… after 3 days tidur lewat bangun awal.. I noticed during the subuh prayer ada yang sujud tak bangun-bangun dah.. (tertidur la tuh) ada juga tengah baca Fatihah but terhoyong – hayang hehehheheh kelakar.. After 7th weeks being treated brutally by all the AJKO (Ahli Jawatankuasa Orientasi) we officially now a students at UUM Matriculation centre… ffuuhh masa tu…bangganyer dah jadi budak “U”.

Another challenge waited… which class I’m joining… The management had group us into different classes and the name was placed on the board near the Café B4. On the list I scroll down my index finger from one class to another class searching for my name and at last I found it.. I was placed at 1.11. At that point another worries came.. ala….. tak kenal sesapa..la… then I noticed one name which I’m quite familiar Zuraida Ismail aka MAYA… HAAAA ada kawan..(I know her during school holiday my friend Bulat introduced us…)
The next morning we lead ourselves to class on Pak Om’s Bas (Garang Pak Om ni.. suka marah2 budak2 matrik). There are 23 of us in the class
1. Mohd Fairuz Saad ( King) – our class monitor because he is so big
2. Azura Ambak ( Zura) – assistant monitor
3. Wan Mohamad Assiq (Assiq boya)
4. Zuraida Ismail (Maya)
5. Norehan Zaini
6. Azlan
7. Munirah Mokhtar
8. Aljaz
9. Mohd Zulkifli (Bob)
10. Wan (wes mai golok)…..??
11. Lyana Alel
12. Haisya
13. Salmi Azwa
14. Ami Norzira
15. Basri
16. sorang lagi tak ingat..girl with tudung labuh
17. Syuhada
18. Rose Hayati
19. Hasnizam
20. Mohd Rizalnuddin
21. Ramli
22. Me
23. Arbaayah

My years in this class with my friends were full with laughter and memories. We do lot of thing together buka puasa ramai2, keluar PMC, keluar gi alor setar naik bas 2 jam ooooo, pegi bukit kayu hitam.. n barang letak dalam kete assiq then assiq merajuk sebab kena bayar tax..

I remember doing a class project (English subject) we have to act in a story based on Rumpelstiltskin but the title was change to Arbaya baya (our version). It was so funny and the whole class full heartedly dedicated our time, energy ant lots more. Those day the bonding between us are so strong, we support each other, we hang to each other it was so sweet… but then yerlah masa tuhkan budak2 lagi..we just want to have fun..

Most taught full moment that I still remember until today is during my birthday, all my friends gathered in my room and I was lock outside. They made me a scrap book I kept it until today. I remember when Ami cry (a boy that she admire died in accident)…I remember many jokes made by Monet that make me laugh like a monkey, I remember how sweet and gentlemen BOB is, and how big and strict Kingz controlling us ( rasanya sebab tuh lah takder orang nak ngorat all the girls in our class), Black always berlagak macho…especially in his uniform, Maya always blur… Anz with her macho voice and her crush with Cikgu Samad, Rose the sweetest of all girl in our class.. Syu paling kuat merajuk…Lyana the cutest and palingg manja, Assiq the only person yg ada kereta in the class selalu perasan hensem and Abang ramli yang always looking at the ceiling cari idea untuk his sajak and always jiwang….macam2 lagi.. that it’s going to take a week if I were to list everything

Looking at the picture during those day at UUM Matriculation centre was so memorable.. I REALLY MISS my friends..hope than one day.. we have a chance to meet and to all my friends of TRIPLE 1, this poem is dedicated to all of u.

A friend is like a flower,

a rose to be exact,

Or maybe like a brand new gatethat never comes unlatched.

A friend is like an owl,

both beautiful and wise.

Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,whose spirit never dies.

A friend is like a heart that goesstrong until the end.W

here would we be in this worldif we didn't have a friend.

- By Emma Guest

This Poem is specially dedicated to my VERY BEST FRIEND NOR ANIZA

6th Annyversary

30 Aug 2008 comes again and this year I and my husband are celebrating our 6th anniversary. This year we drove back to Alor Star to celebrate our anniversary and the fasting month. On our anniversary my mother was invited to a BMW driver training at Alor Star Airport. It was to be an exciting discovery and experience as we had the chance to test drive BMW cars on the tarmac of the Alor Star Airport Runway. The stretch that usually saw jet planes taking off and taxing was the venue for a stint of driving skills under the auspicious of BMW Malaysia.

This is the first time I got to drive new BMW, and I am so excited. The trainer had given us detail explanation on what we are going to do with the car. Since, we went there earlier and got to hang out with the trainer and build up good bonding with them we kind of getting much attention compared to others. The trainers even asked me and my husband to choosed the car that we want for the training. For the first training we choose BMW 525i wwhooahhhhhh this is the best car ever…!!! And then we got to choose another car..and we choose BMW 323i .

Our forty-minute test drive to 'feel' BMW braking power and its ABS including sudden stops and slalom between cones on new BMW 5 and 3 Series gave good feel of the cars trusting for sure the hallmark of it's safety features. One thing for sure there is more techniques of driving that we do not know. I really flaw and slam the pedal as hard as I can making sure that I full blast the car.. (This is what we are expected to do). At the end of the training we are handed a certificate written there that we are a certified BMW driver.

That was a passing moment of acquiring some knowledge and know-how and somebody in my family had fall in love with BMW 120i convertible.. in a few weeks its going to be hers and hopefully she will allow us to have a feeeeeel of the car (please………..).

Hellooooooo

Helloooo

Yup… again I went missing….
I really…really..really tried so hard to write… but.. I don’t know what to write…My colleague has successfully inspired me again to sit and put my fingers on this keyboard. Through his email he wrote

“ I believe the habit of writing (consistently) is important to an aspiring PhD student as the ability to write articulately is a necessary requirement of a . PhD graduate. Of course nowadays we can always employ a professional writer to proof read and polish up our written work but even a professional writer cannot work miracles if our writing skills are near hopeless. Writing is an effective exercise to help us understand the contents of articles we have read. If we can articulate in written words or orally what we have read, then we should be truly confident we have digested the knowledge.A few of us are gifted writers but most of us struggle to write every sentence we put pen to paper. I have read several books on how to write well and all of these authors say the same thing -- do not attempt to write well in the first attempt; just write whatever comes to your mind in that instance. The secret to a good piece of writing is in the editing. Edit 5 or 6 times if you have to; our final product may be our version12. The trick is to get ourselves excited in editing. Every time you edit, your essay should get better and better. Always remember that a good piece of writing is worth the effort you put in -- simply priceless.”

Mmmm nak tulis blog pon malas just imagine lah my PhD…It has been for quite sometimes that I did not flip over my proposal and searching for new articles or even read. I felt guilty. Dah lah sekarang ½ load ngajar 2 kelas jer still malas. I promised to myself mulai today I akan rajin… ceewah.. or at least lepas rayalah…I mesti rajin menulis.. in this blogand also my PhD.

Back to email send by my friend En Aziz Mohamed. “A few of us are gifted writers but most of us struggle to write every sentence we put pen to paper”. I always am struggling to put pen to paper. My grammar is bad (even worst sometimes)… I do not how to put word in place so it sounds nice, and catchy enough for readers to read. So this has become my always reason why I don’t want to write..Just today in my class I remind my students to work hard so they can improve their assignment, and may be I should do the same thing..

So those who really good in writing good paper, or story.. please… do not laugh at me and my writing in this blog. This blog is my self expression and I’m going to write anything that I want.

Danish

My Son

My Son is now 4 years ++ going into 5 this October. He was born on 11 October 2003, just a day before my birthday. Everyone says that he looks more like me compared to his Papa. But I can tell you he like curry so much just like her papa. If I want him to eat, then I have to cook curry, chicken curry, beef curry, egg curry any curry as long as it is curry and taste like curry ( ntah mana datang darah mamak lah my son nih).

At the age of 3years ++ I had already send him to preschool (CEC acronym for Child enrichment Centre). The first day he cried, knowing that I’m going to leave him alone.. he even scream. Second day he cried. 3rd day we promise to take him to Mc Donald for breakfast.. so he seems to be relax a little bit, but when he knew that the father is driving straight to his school after having breakfast at Mc Donald, I saw his face change. But he did not cry…(I’m so happy). Now he hardly waits to go to school, even during the school holiday.

I noticed that he had learn a lot at school at the age of 4 he knows how to read, write simple a, b, c and do simple caclculation. Iwas so amaze.. At his age I only knows how to play Kejar-kejar, baling botol, nyorok-nyorok..main masak-masak etc. Book never cought my attention. Last month while all of us watching tv at my mom’s house in Alor Setar…he was telling my Auntie ( Yang) that he is going to Australia this is how the conversation goes ..

Danish : Tok Lang… School holiday ni Danish nak gi Australia.
Tok Lang : Danish nak gi dengan sapa…?
Danish : Dengan Tok, Tokwan , Mama, Papa, Ayah Cik n Laila la…
Tok Lang : Banyaknyer duit mama Danish nak bawa Danish pi Australia..
Danish : Tak lah.. tok bawa.. tok banyak duit… mama tak cukup duit lagi..

At this point all of us was so ……..and I was like &^*%^$&$&$ budak ni…adaker cakap mama dia tak cukup duit…!!

And the all of us was just LOL….

Budak2 sekarang…creative betul.... and I was telling my husband when I was his age all I know dapat pi KL pon dah rasa macam pi LONDON…!!

My Daughter

Name : Nur Idzlaila Idzfan

nick name : laila or princess

Date of Birth : 17 April 2007

Favorite food : Egg and Nasi

Favorite drinks : Air kosong.

Weight : 12 kg

Favorite activity : Take a bath and change into new cloth

Favorate tv program : Tom-tom Bak

Favorite colour : PINK

Ambition : When i grow up I want to be a princess

My Name is Nur Idzlaila, and the above is my biodata. My mother's name is Djasriza and my Fathers name is Idzfan. I love them so much.... Every day I' will ask my mama to cook me an egg and i hapily take my breakfast in front of tv while watching Tom -Tom Bak. I did ask my mama to take me for Tom-Tom bak audition, but she is to busy to take me there. I've practices alot.. to be ensure that I'll be on air. I know how to sing.. how to spell 'mama' and 'papa'. Uncle Aznil will be so amaze with my talent. My most precious talent is that I can scream so loud.. that everyone will have to shut their ear. I use this as my strategy to get what i want hehehehe.

I'm Back

Wow.. at last I able to push my self to write something and updating my blog. I’m so stuck with busyness…and I’m so tired.. I’m now working 7 days a week.. and it is so damn tiring.

I would like to imagine myself taking a break going for vacation, walking along a sandy beach, looking at the ocean… listening to the wind, wave and bird singing. If only I could do that. Kalau tak dapat jalan dekat beach.. pon dapat take 1 full leave n relax at home, I dah really appreciate.

The last time when I was so stressful chocolate is the answer. Not surprising, really, because most woman do like choclate. Many times when I think of giving myself a treat, I buy chocolate wait until everyone felt asleep I will light up candles in my house and quietly sat on the sofa eating chocolate by myself.. Chocolate is at the top of the list of guiltily hedonistic pleasures. You want to indulge yourself..... Eat some chocolate! You surrender to the decadence. You enjoy the moment and only feel guilty after all the evidence is gone. But the mood of eating chocolate to release my tensions seems to be faded, chocolate is no longer enough, I’m dying for more… but what??

My mother was very kind (with her tight schedule) enough to help me taking care of my two kids when I was so busy preparing my Ph D. proposal.. It was during school holiday.. when my mom took all my kids to Sungai Petani, Baling and straight away to Kota Bharu Kelantan. At least I did not feel that guilty for not taking my kids for holiday. I got a week for my self.. Thought of being romantic with my husband because the kids are not around, but we end up… arriving at home at 11.00 pm everyday, washing all the abju, kemas rumah ironing..and many more. But we able to steal some times by going for Indiana jone smovie and going for a late walk at up town, damansara. I’m so great full because my husband was so understanding and patience with me for the last 3 month. Thank God that I am bless with a wonderful and loving husband. He helps me a lot.. while I’m concentrating on my PhD. Proposals.

And know… after submitting the proposal I wish that I could take a break…

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