iced mocha and baju bajan

Ladies and gentlemen, presenting,

Iced white coffee mocha! (please google image, thanks!)

I’m a caffeine dependent. Not that replenishment of the said needed on my body on a daily basis, but I just love to claim so. So yeah, I've finally tried the good and infamous iced white coffee mocha from Old Town and all I know now is I don’t give a flying cheeks or second look to Starbucks anymore.

Heh?

Seriously?

Yes my dear. You heard it right. I’m sure! But being me, I’m even unsure of how long this frenzy addiction is gonna last, but the iced white coffee mocha is seriously superb and you, you and you should try it even for once because it’s so damn tasty. Drive or walk to your nearest Old Town by tomorrow for berbuka, will you.

On the second note, I am a happy kid today. First, because I’ve managed to finish up 50% of the presentation slides that I’ve been working on, you know the copy-paste thingies and the tedious edits and such do drive me insane. When I say insane, I mean insane which the level of sanity decreases rapidly and left your eyes juling just by looking at the excel spreadsheet. thus, for now, I can clearly see I’m not (maybe, never) be ready for management works, but while it’s there, just flow with it. secondly, all of my unfolded cloths are now neatly folded and on my bed. God bless that girl. Really.

I’m not in a good term with laundry. I don’t, I repeat, I do not favour the doing of hanging (to dry them) or folding them afterward because I’m just simply languid in that washing expanse. Whatever it is, my stance on no one but me ever going to touch, hang and fold my husband’s cloths is still o'er in force. Yes, obsessive and possessive like a madwoman. Haha.. therefore, if I were to have a maid, an old one at that, she just has to wash my cloths and my kids’.dah kalau macam tu baik hantar laundry je or basuh je sendiri. Hence, the issues solved. I’m so going to wash my family’s cloths every other day.

Yawn…

Good night. long day tomorrow. 

ps: just realized i don't know what juling is in english. funny eyes? rolling eyes? gahhh.. whatever. good night!

Randomness

One.

Cashier: raya nanti balik mana?
Me (in my heart):Rembau.
Me (words from my mouth): insyaAllah Kedah.

Haih! How could my inner self talks betrayed ny beloved hometown by answering Rembau. I knew no boy from Rembau, let alone to have a boyfie from there,at that. That was instinct or whatelse? Thus, i shall keep alert the next time i'm introduced to a handsome,tall lad whose hometown is Rembau. (Amboi,adjective tak nak kalah. Tolong aminkan please. Thankssss)

Two.
Today was..hurm.. a history. I reached super early at work with one and only intention to finish up the pack. Had sahur at the office and now i can officially say i satisfied with the work today eventho it's quite a full blast pressure for a day. One blessed,good thing for sure walking through of working experiences this year is: patience. I was/still am far away to master at it, but i'm surely one level higher. I do hope so. InsyaAllah.

Happy weekends everyone :))

Morning talk.

Sorry folks. I just read my previous entries and there were like hundreds of unstructured words with the simplest grammatical errors all over them. Talking about securing an A for GCE paper seems a lie now. Haha.. nevertheless i do have the cerificate to assert the above claim ok. Just in case you wanna bring it up to court. Merepeklah syazana...

Anything to make me feel good for today because i have this presentation pack to finish and hopefully July 30th will come smoothly and steadily without the storms or emotional breakdown. God bless! Just in case it does happen, rest assured that i have your phone numbers to call you up anytime i feel like venting out pressure in my brain. You as in the beautiful abd handsome good friends, that is.

Birthday shout out to one of my collegues; happy belated birthday! Sweet 26th! Secretly i thanked him a lot for the talk that we had during dinner did really open up my views about relationship and such.ehehe.. Eventho i had to go thru in quite emotional rough patches for a strike of a bitter reality afterward, but i did it anyway. So thank you. I pray you are in Allah bless now and hereafter. Amiin...

Have a blessed day people. Stay beautiful and healthy!

thoughts for today :)

I still do wonder how mother-daughter bond does work. I mean, how can after you think you had the pressurized day ever, yet when you talk with your mom everything seems so fine and there’s hope for anything that you’re struggling about. Thank you Allah for mothers. They do really bright our day and I pray to Allah when the time comes I can carry that particular big responsibility as our mothers do because they are so strong and great in their own way. I love you to the moon and back.

The entry about the summary of my Europe trip is almost done. I knew I can never justify to the fullest the beauty of Alps by my writing but I do really hope you get the beauty I’m trying to portray. If not, it’s better for you to check the MAS online tickets to Swiss now and book. Interlaken is such a place to visit. Hold my words on that, please. It’ll be published soon, once the entry is done.

Since I have nothing else to write about my life, let me briefly tell you about the stories and lesson learnt that I’ve read few days back. Here they go;

1.       I was browsing through the internet when the quotes of Umar Al-Khattab (my favourite caliph) caught my attention. it’s more or less about solah, on how as a muslim, the solah (5 times daily prayers) should never be neglected, regardless what because once you lost the feeling of importance of it then you would lose everything. Coming from there, I kept my reading about him during war and such. And there was  a story about this man who went to the war with him, and was badly injured. Then, he killed himself because he couldn’t stand the pain. So when the sahabat addressed this to the prophet, he said that the man will not be together with the syahids (the ones who died during the war) because he killed himself; regardless he had fought wholeheartedly during the war. Thus the point I’m seeing is whatever hopeless and painful the situation is, we can never ever give up on ourselves and Allah.

2.       Then, I read through on my Umar died. He was stabbed 6 times (according to the article) by this merciless man while the sahabats and him were about to perform Subuh (fajr/early in the morning) prayer. But the stabs didn’t stop them to perform the prayer at all, he even asked one of the jemaahs there to be imam, replacing him because he was wounded and bleeding. As the finished their prayer and rushed towards him, the first question that Umar asked to them was “have you finished performing your prayer”? that was the part my tears curb broken down, and there was waterfall overflowing my cheeks. I meant, seriously? So there, we can see the difference of our iman/faith right? And that is something I have to work on very hard and smart on. I told this story right before we had our break-fast, and being me who owns iman as thin as onion skin, (iman senipis kulit bawang),  I just simply finished my pizza, soup and coffee and talked daa daa daa before going up to perform my maghrib prayer. Yes, that was not something that I proud of but hopefully together we work on our solah/prayer all right.

So that’s it. Good night.

Real Deal

One of the reasons I venture into blogging because I used to/still love writing too much and find it too hard to resist. And I’m the type who likes sharing this and that, especially songs/movies/quotes that I think are beneficial and inspired. That is why you can find  a lot of lyrics and and movies promotion in my blog.

Besides that, I love the idea of good writing and hopefully by time my writing skills will get better eventually. There are times when the obscure vibes is all around, and you can write so well, very well until you don’t even know when and where to stop. Every word falls into places and there it is, a very beautiful essay to be read. Satisfaction, which would describe it all.

These days, I’m dealing with the real deals. I’m a grown up now and like most grown-ups, I do carry my very own responsibilities. This is not the phase of which I just have to wait for people to tell me what to read, what to do and such. This is not the phase of passing an exam, or where the teachers have to give you all the spotted questions. At this phase, I’m left with not so many choices unlike the old time when I was in high school of when Biology was not a favourite and I could neglect it because I did have physics to back me up. I meant, I wanted to opt for engineering, anyway. For the time being, I’m given one and only card. If I pass this one, then I know I will go to a better phase. I’m quite surprise I took a while to realize all of this. It’s better late than never, right.

Along the way you apprehend that your perspective changes every now and then. The one thing that used to be so important to us last year, might be something that we don’t even want or need now. The essence of this is to accept changes and learn as much as we can in whatever phase we are in, whether we like it or not because god puts us there for a reason. Yeah, I know easy said than done because I’m too struggling every bone and willpower in my body and soul to get through hurdles that keep coming in my way every so often. There’s always a bright light after the darkest hour.

Just because?

I missed out one important point from previous entry. As much as kids do need attention and love, so do ourselves. Well, i have been neglecting that fact for quite some time since i was so busy loving people around (heh??),  and the thought just hit me. I should love myself too, pay full attention to what i need and build the courage to walk away from some things or some one, in that sense.

Walk away from anger.
Walk away from things that pull us down.

The inertia might be huge, but it's formulated already that it can be overcame. So much of physics. And i do sound a tad like a motivational speaker in the book. Lol. But, you get my point right?

Today was okay. I meant, woke up with two sleepy eyes was not a very happy way to start a day. I practically drag along the whole day. My officemates who sit near to me are awesome. I shall tell my kids one day about funny stories that they told this noon. Serius lawak kuasa sepuluh juta. All in all, dont judge a book by its cover.

Selamat berpuasa esok.

7th Ramadhan recap.

There were few kids around at the surau downstairs just now. They were about 8-9 years old. Very petite and cute. I kept asking my friend if we were that small when we were their age. Well, that’s not the whole point, really. Out of nowhere, I felt touched to see them. I was a kid, too, the one who pestered around my mother, father, grandmother and late grandfather around. When I see those eyes, I wonder if they do get the fatherly love from the first two important men in a girl’s world– the father and grandfather. I hope they do. Kids deserved to be loved and cared and paid the huge amount of attention.

Al-fatihah to my late Wan. I miss him so much especially since Ramadhan is here.

I miss you. thank you for being such a great person in my life.

Still water

Soothing and refreshing.

That’s how I will remember you by, until the next day I shall say hello to you again. Seeing you for the first time was like diving in love, hard. You captivated at the very first glance with those beautiful views that I keep on dreaming at night, wishing I could spend more time with you.

Alps. That is how I remember you by.

Life has not been easy lately. I can say that I am emotionally disturbed by works which I don’t favour doing, but I have to do for the sake of earning some money. Without sincerity, almost everything is a blurry image. And being someone who is constantly reminded of the importance of sincerity, on how we are temporarily living in this world and all our deeds will be questioned later on; in front of the One and Only makes that fuzzy image becomes clearer and unblemished.

Things will get better. They just do.

It’s just plain ungrateful to give up on tiny things when we already see big things like the Alps. That is my personal view on it. It is just so big, covered with snow all year long and looking directly the magnificent beauty of that kind evaporates all my doubts. As if like all the impossible things are possible and we don’t have the right and can’t give up, no matter how hopeless the situation is. So I tell myself over and over again, that things will get better.

my personal favourite :)

I like the idea of “cave-in” whenever we do have problems. That makes me think and evaluate our own actions without interference of others. And when we are ready to talk about it, then we can discuss our views about it and maybe share the lessons too. I don’t know. I think I am becoming more introspective or it’s just my judgement. All in all, from what I’ve learnt thus far, your opinion about yourself matters, first and foremost.

Life as it is

Deep down, i know i am a go-getter. 8 just have to find the right passion to go-get with. Thats what i always thought back then.

Recently, i stumbled onto an article about amanah (responsibility) and it kept me thinking hard. All this while, we always focus to be good and maybe the best at what we wanna do, not what we are given to do. However, we dont always get things that we think best for us. Al-Baqarah 216 (alquran) can attest to my claim. Allah knows best. He knows what is the best for us at that particular time. It doesn't mean you and i are going to stuck at the point which we dont like forever.

Subhanallah
Alhamdulillah
Allahuakbar

I do truly hope and wanna be efforts to be better each day, to strive for jannah with the reminder in mind we'll be facing Allah on the day of judgement.

Ameen...

Venezia-the romantic city by the sea.

Hello.

As i am writing this entry, i'm currently waiting for my salmon fillet (nyummeh!) with my sister, overlooking Grande Canal. such a fantastic view. You know you are in a love city when they do sell bouquet of roses everywhere and there are lots of couple to be seen. Hence, insyaAllah given the chance in the future, i definitely will come visit this city again with my other half. ♥

Venice is not quiet at all which i like still. We started the morning with breakfast at the near cafe to our hotel. The cream croissant was delicious, unlike i never tasted before.

I think i wont forget the feeling of strolling along the canal with my sister, passing through the stalls, trying avoiding dogs everytime we see one along the hallway. We even lost for a while bcause we do walk without maps. But still, it is such a beautiful scenery and experience.

Oh by the way, i stumbled upon the most handsome guy here in Venice. I swore if i were to see him again, i will ask for his number.

What else. Oh yea, we had dinner by the cannal and run along to catch the sunset. I am not really into my cryptic vibes thus i shall stop writing. Till we meet again ;)

Paris: hello love. Hello Eiffel

June 9th.

It was early in the morning as we started our journey from Warwick to London to catch the train to Paris. I was very excited to see what Paris had to offer. The journey from London to Paris took about 3 hours and finally we reached there.

As we stepped outside from the train station, I gulped.

"This is Paris, baby" i whispered to myself.

Paris has always been in my list as one of must-see places if I ever got the chance. With the fact that i learnt french for almost 4 years in high school and how my frech teacher used to tell us stories about Paris are one of the main reasons i've wanted to be there. To at least see the place. Alhamdulillah. Allah made it possible for me.

I felt very "tourist" when i had to pull our trolley bags around the city just to find our hotel. I have no idea that the streets could be so difficult to decipher. With very little frech words that i can still remember, i tried to string the words into one sentence;asking around for direction. It was very tiring but mind you, very much exciting. After half an hour or so, we found the hotel-checked in-off we went to the city.

The Lourve was our first destination. Pictures were taken like crazy outside the museum. I was unsure at first of purchasing ticket to meet La Jaconde (Monalisa) then finally decided to go into the museums and absorb all the paintings especially the star of the day-Monalisa. There were a lot of paintings, nude paintings and sculptures to be specific. We were joking around the painting but worries not, i actually enjoyed at the whole tour. Maybe i am ancient at heart. No wonder i love old building.

Walking around Paris in the cold is something i will not foget for the rest of my life. Have you seen Inception? We actually walked around the route. It was not that the scenery thst is very much breathtaking or what, its just the feeling and satisfaction to actually do what i always wanted to do-strolling along the road in Paris. I practically dragged my sister to follow me because she is not very fond of walking. Weehuuu.. we planned to stay there a bit longer as i wanted to wait till dark just to see the beautiful Eiffel Tower flashing its beauty. We bought the ticket to the top of the tower and up up we went to the top. Basically there are two stations. Depending on you which one do you want. The lift stopped at the first station, and as soon as we stepped outside it wss freezing cold. The chill air slapped my face. It was nice though, trust me.

We were on top of Eiffel for like 2 hours or so till dark. It was almost 10 pm the moment we stepped down. Since the summer is here, it was barely dark. All on all, there is more than meets the eyes of Eiffel Tower. I dont know about you, but i felt just glad, very glad actually to finally be on top of the tower which I treasure it very much. Alhamdulillah.