Make up

JI look at her

She look at me

The next thing we know, we were playing make up!

Macam ni la ada anak pompuan eh. Siap pakai quitex.  Tapi pretend aje. Imaginative make up. 

Teringat la pulak masa kecik dulu. Time tu kami duk kat melawati. Mak ada quitex. Well....  Set make up dulu-dulu memang ada sebotol ni.  Dah pakai tu, tunjuk la kat mak & bapak. Sekalinya, mak mana ada remover. Bapak kata "kerat aje tangan dia". Uihhhhh....  Takut!  Kecut perut. Siap berjanji tanak pakai lagi. Terpaksala mak pi cari remover. Hehhee

Lagi satu kejadian kat umah uwan. Time tu, kalo kita pakai typewriter ada satu eraser yg macam botol quitex. Warna pink merelit. Memang ingat itu botol quitex. Mujur diselamatkan awal. Kalo tak, mokteh kata berlubang tangan. Hahaha

Memang selepas tu taubat la nak berquitex. 

Ni ada anak pompuan ni, gatal pulak rasa nak main mekap-mekap.  Mesti best eh?  Hahahahah...

Wassalam. 

Saying

I'll say what I feel it is worth saying

Sometimes I just say for the sake of saying; entertainment

I'm bad with "no" statement

I'm not good at rhyme nor nursery

Say with thought 

I'll say to defend

I'll say to be by your side

I'll say because you want me to say; or no body wants say it

I'll take the blame

As always.

I'm just saying

You got what I mean?

Wassalam. 

Bad day?

Spatula jatuh. 

Cream terperecik. 

Royal icing terkeras. 

Sealer rosak.

Terlepas cookies. 

Naked cake tak menjadik. 

Adohai.  

Ni bake cake salah temperature pulak. Alolololohai......  Macam-macam benar hari ni. 

Astaghfirullah. 

MH17

recently madae played sudirman's songs.  terkena pulak dengan first arrival of MH17 bodies.  sedih siut!  lagu-lagu pulak tu kena aje dengan situasi.

"seharian waktu bersamamu

tak terasa saat yang berlalu

bagai pelangi petang kau kan pasti

pergi jua"

ok.  itu satu.

"sampaikan salam 

buat semua

salam terakhir

salam teristimewa

kepada kau yang tersayang

buat teman yang ku kenang

pemergianku ini tak dirancang"

itu dua.  yang ni last.  

"kegelisahan di dalam kedinginan

meniti sepi keseorangan

sebuah kematian 

yang tiada bernisan

sendu mengiringi

perpisahan"

menitis pulak air mata.  gila sedih lah!  macam disusun cantik aje.

when mh370 happened, ada yang terlibat kawan kepada kawan, sedara kepada kawan kawan.  sedih tu sedihlah jugakkan.  it didn't hit me hard.  but when mh17 happened, it just got onto me when cousin to a dear friend and a family friend to my brother's family involved.  very ouch and meleleh air matalah!

i read that dora's daughter retaliated when, i think almost everybody had asked her to be brave dan bersabar.  i could understand why she retaliated.  because i have never feel such loss.  so, how can i tell one person to be brave and bersabar when i had never been in such situation.  not fair kan?  generally, semua nak menenangkan dia.  of course.  but, had you ever think that it may also suffocate her?  when things are overwhelm, semua nak berkata-kata.  tapi ada yang kurang sedar, ada masanya kata-kata itu tidak perlu.  

i have posted this on my fb earlier.  this is how i felt.  exactly how.  

"Akhirnya mereka pulang..

Al-fatihah

Tidakkan ku suruh hatimu tabah

Pabila hatiku tidak pernah merasa apa kamu lalui

Tidakkan ku kata kesatlah air mata

Sedangkan air mata ini laju mengalir hanya dengan kisah dan gambarmu

Hati dan air mata itu milikmu

Namun roh itu punyaNya

Kita semua akan kembali

Itu satu janji."

wassalam.

let her go

today marked the first time alesya followed atuk, nenek & abang adam to gapi without us, the parents.  i cried.  like a little kid.  seriously.  i really cried.

alesya didn't want to say bye.

"mama don't want to friend me".

it's not that i don't want.  it's just that i dont want to let her go...

she hugged me.  then she took a framed picture of hers and she gave it to me.

"you can see this picture, ok mama?"

i cried again.  but i let her go.

she was all excited.  when we picked her up from atuk's house, she was still full of excitement.  i would have been the most cruel mother if i was to stop her from going with atuk and nenek today.

let her go.
let her go.
let her go.
it's hard ok.
it's very hard.


wassalam.

UPSR

ha kau...  tak nak kalah..  nak komen jugak ok....  

hahahahah..

ala.  takde nak komen.  i'm not a candidate neither the parents.  aunty tu betul.  anak kawan amik exam ye.  anak kawan-kawan fb mencurah perasaan, itu betul.  so, i'm not in a good position to comment.  i dont know how it feels.  i dont know how should i feel.  

should i share the disappointment?  why?  on what?  government?  yang bocor soalan tu govt punya keje ke?  and govt is too general?  be specific?  susah eh?  aint got one kan?

then nak dissapoint on whom?  they already decided to suspend the two key people in the lembaga.  if the fit the wanted picture, then..  they are lah.  dalang pun katanya dah dikenal pasti.  so?  kita tunggu ajelah eh?  but again...  they are only human.  we are human.  

i read one comment on supply and demand.  how some parents are competitive in children's education.  which is, true.  there are parents yang demanding.  they would do anything for their demands to be fulfilled.  cara baik, cara tak baik; Allah swt sajalah yang tahu.  

who are we to judge?  kita pun parents.  kita fikir sendiri.  kalau kita menipu, elok ke untuk anak kita?  sampai bila kita nak menipu untuk anak kita?  kalau dia "jalan" dulu, ok.  cost impact tak banyak sangat.  kot kalau kita ni ditalkin dulu?  macam mana dengan anak kita tu?  mampu tak nak survive kalau dah 3/4 nyawa dia asyik dioperasi oleh mak bapak?  

i have 2 children whom i have overprotected to a certain extend.  sebab saya rasa, nyawa saya tak panjang.   selama mana nyawa dikandung badan, saya nak jasad saya sentiasa dengan mereka.  selama mana nadi ini berdenyut, saya mahu bersama mereka sekerap mungkin.  selama mana jantung ini berdegup, saya nak mereka tahu saya sayang mereka.  i am a competitive mom as well.  i have come to a point that, biarlah anak kita merasa markah C or D.  biarlah anak kita rasa payah nak dapat recognition.  yang penting support.  parental guidance.  

UPSR cuma halangan pertama dalam hidup mereka.  let them live the life.  their life.  bagus juga ada pengalaman begini.  tiada pertama, kita tak belajar.  

oh well..  i was among the first candidates when they announced changes for penilaian darjah enam.  first batch that has 4As to score.  dapat pulak duduk belakang crush.  kena pulak bapak dia jaga dewan peperiksaan.  aiyo!  susah mau concentrate wooo....  tapi oklah.  lepas juga ke tingkatan satu.  what did i get eh?  3A 1B eh?  i know my penulisan was B.  ke math pun B.  ntah.  lupa aih.  

anyhow, good luck for the september 30th exam.  you can do it!

wassalam.  

  

Cooking

I have been cooking A LOT, lately. Ntah hormon mana datang. Nak kata azam baru, tidak juga. Tapi rajinnya bukan main. 

Last Monday, I (and Iroh) made kuih kaswi. 

Then, on Friday, I made karipap. Adam had been requesting this since many-many years. Ni la baru rajin nak buatkan. Hehehehe...

Pastu, rajin lagi. Semalam buat kuih kasturi/rengas kacang hijau. Tapi projek ni fail sikit. Intinya tak keras. Yg tukang masak pun tak suka makan. Heheheh...  Mehla tepek jugak gamba dia. 

And today......... I made laksa johor. Hohohohoho!  Sedapppppp!  Cuma condiment tak cukup. 

I am not a cook. I can be so lazy that everybody just had to eat whatever they can find in the kitchen. Which will provide a demand for mee maggi. 

But when I'm in the mood, tadaaaaa....  You can see food and food and food and food and food each and everytime you get into the kitchen. 

At the moment I'm still toying with a statement. I dont know if it's a compliment or a sarcastic remark or just a shout out or mmm....  I dont know. 

Thats the thing.  When statements are typed, you wouldn't get what the other party is actually saying. 

Nak balas pun mata nampak besar kecik besar kecik aje ni.  

Lets do this la ha.....  If you dont have anything good to type, could you just throw your phone elsewhere?  Preferably not reachable for any clueless (to other party) statement. 

I share because not for I'm proud; but because I want to share my achievement.  I can cook leh!

I share because I thought it is worth sharing; but not to be judged. 

Thank you. 

Wassalam.