Have a sweet dream!

Hi! I went to Malacca today. Shopping for Hari Raya cloths. I bought five for me and one for my mother. My husband bought cloths and samping for him and Ahmad. He also bought for his mother and his wife..yabeda bedu. Thank you. This Wednesday, we will go back to Kelantan. Spend a few days there. Next week, I wii call the nursery to plant grass around our house (may be just the left side,if money is not enough). One side only will cost us more than RM1000.00. I didn't cook anything today opps except for breakfast (just a fried rice). Tonight we just had nasi ayam Mustafa. Ok lah. I couldn't finish it as I just had chicken grilled at Jaya Jusco for my lunch. Terrible right. I think it is time for me to have a health check up. My two sisters had been checked already. My eldest sister has diabetes and high blood pressure. The second one has no problem but she becomes health conscious now, less sugar, less rice at night, bla, bla and bla. I don't want the doctor to check me because I am afraid I have to control my diet, cannot eat this, cannot eat that, especially prawns. So sad. My husband ate less rice now. He didn't want to have a pot belly. I told him that the lesser hair he has and the bigger his belly is, girls will think he has a lot of money. He just kept quiet. I have no more backpained now, thank God. The hot spring really helps a lot. Oh ya, I will sleep early tonight. I need to do a lot of things tomorrow, pay all the bills, pack my clothes and Ahmad's, send my cloths to Su (my tailor), buy a big tv for my mom (actually I just order, my mom will pay) and visit my...tut. Secret. Don't want to mention it here. I have a feeling, somebody (the unwelcome one) reads my blog. So, not all I can share with you. Well, it is time to call it a day....Good night and take care!

Dizzy

Hi! Nothing much to do so I can update my blog almost every day. Actually I have exam papers to check but I still have next week to do it. Relax....I called my friend, Jep (Dr Jep)last Wednesday. Just wanted to say sorry for not coming to her house on Wesak's Day. She was angry but after I explained the reason, she's ok. I still call her Jep, should call her Alin. She's a mother of three heroes. Wow! I took my father to see a specialist on that day. He suspected that my father had tumor in his tummy. Luckily, he just has ulcer. It was a big relief but he still has to take a few precaution, less smoking, no chillies and no fruits. He also takes gamat jelly (sea cucumber) twice a day. I think after six months my father will be ok. Feeling a bit dizzy. Last night I watched GI Joe until 1.00 a.m. My husband was not at home (camping babe, he is the deputy commandant) and my son slept already. I felt sleepy but I forced myself to watch it. Bye for now

Please accept us as who we are

Hi! Last night I watched a video "What's your number". Oh my God. It was hilarious. I love it. The story was simple. It's about a woman who wanted to find a husband (after she had slept with 20 different men). She came across an article saying that if it is more than 19 she would be single forever. The number 20 should be her husband. So, she needed to find all her ex-boyfriends with the help of her sex maniac neighbour. This guy was actually a good one. When he knew that he was in love with Ally (the woman), he stopped doing that crazy thing. The most important thing is that Colin (the guy) can accept as who she is. She just be herself when she was with Colin. At last, both of them were together and later they found out that he was her number 20 (she didn't sleep with the last guy because she was too drunk). So cute! Well, when we can be ourselves, we will be happy with our life. My early marriage, I was not that happy. My husband wanted me to be the kind of woman that he liked (the problem is when we were dating, he never said that or didn't make any comment of my clothes). It was so frustrated to be in the world that you did not fit in. May be, my husband could see the change of me. I seldom talked to him or I don't know, he just noticed it. He didn't want to lose me so, we talked. I told him that I was not happy with my life anymore. It was so dull. Ahmad was so small at that time. I have a husband but I don't feel anything. He was generous. He gave me whatever I wanted but that was it. I felt nothing. Then, he tried to accept me as who I am. I can talk anything with him. I can wear anything. Now, I like to wear slippers (although he did ask me to wear branded ones, I just said no, thank you. These are better. I feel free). Shoes are too formal. He let me listen to my fly.fm sometimes although his favourite was Sinar.fm. He let me to make stupid dance with Ahmad in front of him although I did see him raising his eyebrow, looking confused. We are different but when he appreciates me as who I am, I really feel grateful. Last time, I just had the feeling of respect to him as my husband. Now, I love and adore him. Thank you for accepting me as who I am. Love you, love you and love you.

Be happy, be happy, be happy

Hi! Don't like the school anymore. Lots of things that I am not satisfied. Everything is upside down. I had class with my 3A until 10.40 a.m but until 11.35, no teacher came. The students were having Science Paper 2 until 12.00 o'clock. I just left the class. I went to the office, both of the administrators didn't help at all. So, that's it. I don't know who collect their exam papers and I don't give a damn.Our banglong was always not around, the other three (bang ngah, bang teh and bang cik) couldn't work together, the teachers took advantage and the students especially the naughty ones had party at school all the time (it was so noisy). This is not a school anymore, it is a circus or funfair. This coming break, I will really-really enjoy myself. Don't want to think of the school anymore. I have good news, my skin is quite ok now. Vivien (my new beautician) was not angry anymore. She told me that my skin was soft, moist and bright a bit. She likes it. Every time I went there, she would cut a few spot on my face. She reminded me many times not to peel them. There was one, looked like a big mole on my cheek (sebijik macam Pua Chu Kang)but after a few days, it was gone. Luckily, there was no scar. My husband was worried. He kept reminding me about our age. Aiya, I know I am old. Last time Kak Datin asked me to have an eye-laser treatment. No more glasses, no more lenses. I don't think I will do it. I feel comfortable wearing glasses at school. But who knows I will change my mind one day.....