stay cool

Hi! I am at Suzuki service center. Really sleepy. Slept late last night. Watched Malay drama "qarina". That girl acted so well. She made me crying. Oh ya, school life this week, ugh...bad. fighting..fighting....fighting. I know they want to teach the victim but is it fighting the best solution? I don't like if someone beats my son, I will do anything to protect him. So, I know how his parents felt about this issue. I met Ephraim yesterday and i did advise him to think first before saying anything. Not everybody can accept what he said. Some people are very sensitive. They will use the wrong way to take revenge on him. He was cool. He just said that he was OK and tried to watch his mouth next time. Now, about the avengers. I will meet Wong next week for what he had done to Ephraim. Last time he told me that he still wanted to become a librarian but before I knew the truth. May be I will give him the last chance....siang lam, Khang, kai Yuan.....hiiiii no comment. Khai lun's group better than this one. We will celebrate hari ray a in kelantan. My mother in law is not well. She cannot walk anymore. So, I will help her to cook for the guests. May be, beef soup, chicken masak merah and sambal udang. My husband said...up to you. Ha!ha! Ha! So good. It's funny. I am the youngest one married to the eldest one in that family. So, what do you expect? Hantam lah. We will stay in kelantan for one week, then we need to clean up my house at taman clonlee...need to find a new tennant. Hope a good one like before. Take care..bye!

ramadhan......

Hi! What should I write today....oh ya lailatul qadar. I had it when i was 23 years old. I did write about my lailatul qadar night experience in my old blog. This morning when cikgu mazlan gave us tazkirah on lailatul qadar, my hands became so cold. I was still scared after 20 years. I didn't want to tell my experience to my friends. I am afraid they will laugh at me. It was a great feeling when you were chosen for that night. I was so scared but I still could perform my hajat prayer and read quran until suboh azan was heard. But until now I am still scared. This year no radio sekolah programme for the whole ramadhan. I went to surau to teach hidayatul and firzana to read quran. I did not perform terawih because I need to teach my son for his homework. Need to prepare food for pre-dawn meal and other chores. I encourage my husband to perform his terawih prayer at the mosque. I just want to feel the spirit of ramadhan. Today, when I wanted to take bubur lambuk, one staff asked me whether I was a Muslim or not. Luckily, ustaz answered for me, she is Islam. I felt hurt a bit. I always spoke English at school, mixed with other races, Chinese, Indians, I don't mind but I still have faith on my god. I love Allah, I love my prophet Muhammad. It was sad. Thanks ustaz. Oh ya today, I gave some money to taufik, an Indian Muslim student. I asked him about his baju ray a. He just kept quiet. He tried to smile but I could see tears in his eyes. Asked him not to tell his friends about the money. He must give it to his father. Have a few persons in my mind. Later before the school holidays. I just want them to feel happy. I have my period today, hey so good to eat my bubur lambuk at home. Encik zul's bubur lambuk........memang terbaik.

kebaya oh kebaya

So sleepy but needs to wait for my beef soup. Oh ya. Yesterday mr tan told me something about chong. When he mentions that name, I looked a bit confused. It has been so long, I did not hear this name. Not that I forgot this boy , but it has been so long. He told me bla, bla,bla. Mr Foo joined us. I was not sure whether he knew this boy but we laughed together. I cannot get angry with him, I don't know why. I just wish he could further his study. He was too young to work. But I know this boy, study is in the last list. He must know how to work smartly. He just needs to focus on his work. He still has his imbalanced life so i don't think he will do that well in his work. But, who am I to advise him. OK now back to my life. Last Friday, we went to hotel seri Malaysia to break our fast. Soooooo good. We ate a lot. Now, I ate faster than my husband. He was always the champion and i would be the last one. But during ramadhan, I beat him. Why? I just want to finish my food so, I can finish my drink (water melon juice). When i break my fast, I just drink a bit. I love this year's ramadhan. My husband said I can wear kebaya nyonya this year ( our guests will be my family only, my sister's request) but on one condition, I must have a flat tummy. Aaaaà.....he will pay for the kebaya but how, how , howwwwwww. I am not fat but...no comment. Hate my tummy !

i am back

Hi! I am back. Sorry for not updating my blog for so long. For the past few months, I had family problem. It was so bad. I cried at school. My choral speaking team saw me crying. I couldn't focus so for the result........we lost. Miss tan, pn faridah, even my mother did not believe that my team lost. I was not happy. But, now every thing is back to normal. I got my family back. Haiiii.....this is not because of my husband. This is all about my son. He was so rebellious that he always had a fight with his papa. I was torn between the two persons that i love most. Luckily, my son did listen to me. He was so scared that I would leave him. Now, he loves both of us. He follows the timetable that i set for him. He must finish his homework then he can play with his ultraman warriors and the monsters. He has a collection of ultraman. Mebius, Max, brothers, blue , red, two horns, one horn. He is really crazy about ultraman. He even told me that he wanted to become a fireman one day. Why? When he had problem, he just turned into ultraman. So easy. Hi......I really love my son. Good news, last fortnight during the kem membaca programme, my school won a lot of prizes. We beat tbs, syed idrus and agama repah. Yes, yes and yes. I was so proud of them. Yusah's team, rudrapreya, Chia Sean, amir yusof......all of them were the heroes. The most important is I got back my focus. Lots of work but I manage to do all because of focusing. Oh ya, I have changed now. I love cooking. I cooked for my family's break fast and predawn meal. Sometimes, I did follow my husband to bazar ramadhan to buy my favourite laksam and karamel dessert. Just cut my hair yesterday. Seatly, that nyonya missed me a lot. I had to tie up my hair before this. Looked like Mafia. At last, I have grown up. Too late right but it is not too late to change. My husband and my parents still pamper me. Now, my son. He will become a gentleman one day. Well, it is time to cook my squid sambal and masak kicap ikan tenggiri. Bye.....

love yourself

Hi! I am so worried about Lisa. She came to our school yesterday and i did not notice her at first. She was so slim and i do not like it at all. She looked so different. I preferred her last year look. She looked fit and sexy. Hiiiii......she told me that she was on a diet. What kind of diet was it. She did not like her look before. She thought the slimmer, the prettier. Hiiiii.........my husband did ask to eat less, all because of my tummy. I don't give a damn. I still feel good and i love the way I look except when I did not have enough sleep. I looked like a zombie. My mum said that I look better even my husband praised of my look only my tummy. He likes to make joke of my tummy but I feel OK. My problem is the tummy will look big at night but in the morning it will become flat. And of course after having breakfast, lunch and dinner it will become big again. Every morning I will have a heavy meal. Must eat rice. Please do not ruin yourself all because you want to look good. I think a big woman is cute. My eldest sister is big and a few of my nieces are big too. They are cute and pretty especially when they put on tudung. Their round face look so cute when wearing tudung. They take after my mother and my great grandfather. I am the combination of my parents. My height from my mother and thanks to my father for my slim body.special one is about my hair. Straight like my mum but curly, the front part like my father's. The bad temper from my father but the kind hearted from my mother. So good being the youngest one. You took every thing from your parents. Good advice. Love yourself, people will say bad about your look. Who cares. Our health is more important. Be happy and laugh a lot, you will look good. Take care.

seize the day

Hi! Miss my blog so much. No mood. Family problem. Don't know how to eplain it. Too complicated. I nearly set my mind to leave everything here and go somewhere. My mom was so worried about my problem that she had chestpained. Actually,I did not want to tell her but I was so sad I needed someone to share it. Now,everything is OK. We are happier than before. There's no more secret among us. I really love my family. I don't want to lose it. Everything is back to normal just like nothing had happened before. Well, that is life. I never expect to have this kind of problem in my life. When I was young I thought my life was so perfect compare to my friends. Got problem but it's not like this one. I had to be strong to face it. Luckily, it was all gone now. Oh ya, about my 3 a. I love that class. They are naughty but I think they are more sincere. Now, their result is OK. 10 students got b compare to 2 in their last test and only 7 students fail compare to 20 last time. Still, a few of them did ask me, why there was no a. Well, that depends on their effort. If they work harder, I am very sure 5 students can get a in pmr.....at least. Who knows. My choral speaking team....not bad. Just hope they will win. If only we can beat tbs. This is the best team. They are like lions roaring. They made me smile today. They gave me brilliant ideas to make the performance better. Wow.....work together to achieve our goal. Well.....I went to see a movie, jack the giant slayer. Couldn't help myself. I think it was OK because all of us wanted to see the movie, so we wouldn't do nothing bad. This Monday we will see bola kampung the movie. Then, Tuesday haiiiiiii choral speaking practice. Never mind. I still can enjoy myself. Bye!

say no to free sex

Hey! Now, I am in the mood to talk about love. We don't have to sacrifice our body to proof our love to the guys. Love is so beautiful and pure. If you love that guy, you won't do something that will hurt him. You will try to make him happy. You will care for him and worry about his safety. You always think of him. I don't understand why women or girls so cheap to allow men to touch their body. They said it is because of love. That's not love, idiot. That is what we call lust or nafsu in b. Melayu. I think to find virgins among Malay ladies are difficult nowadays. Imam's daughter, a 13 year old girl, university students, kampung girls, all are same. Their parents taught them the limit between boys and girls. They also learned it at school. But why? There was one case, when the couple was caught in a hotel room. The guy told the officer, they did nothing wrong because the girl was his fiancée. Hello stupid! Only when the girl has become your wife legally then, you can touch her. Another case, when a young girl was found pregnant, the mother scolded her by saying the guy should use condom. See! Modern mum, modern life, modern thinking have changed our way of life. So sad. They don't know the meaning of love anymore. If the guy loves the lady, he must proof that he is the real gentleman. Ready to show his responsibility to the woman that he loves, will give her shelter, will give her protection. Show your claim that she is your woman by marrying her not by getting her free of charge. It means prostitute is better than your girlfriend because you have to pay that bitch to have sex with her. Sorry, but that is the truth. Think about it OK.