Tuesday, December 1, 2009

long mile. . .

today is the 1st of December.
nothing special.
but a lot of story to tell.
=)
last night i was going through my old stuff.
and i found these. . .
me, sold to syazwani, & ma-syithoh
i hand-sew these
i also sell them upon reque
st ( rm10)

anyhow.
i woke up today at 8am, 9am,10am & lastly 12pm.

when i was getting ready
something came across my mind
"delegatus non potes delegare"
"what the heck am i thinking"
later on i realized that it was a phrase in Business Law (that i took)
which meant "delegate no delegation" - i think.

i text aliff & told him.
damn!


=)

had a date with dra!
we went to MBSSKL (my previous school during pre-U)
to. . .

to get our STPM certificate

we also had the chance to meet Cik Shahrul (special ed teacher)
talked bout our life in Uni
met some of our junior's (too shy to stay & chat)
the school was really quite (stpm & spm)
but we did took some photo's (as usual la)
=)these bamboo tree was was only sticks & short when i was studying there
now, look how tall & beautiful it is!

and, and, by the way!
we did something really stupiddo.
hahaha!
we went to take the certs without bringing a file to put it in.
so, guess how the cert ended?
hahha . . .
"kromot sana sini! hampes!"
but it was our own fault.

then we walked down to where we used to hang out after school.
petaling street or as they say "ching chong kai" (CCK)
dra wanted to go to Eon Bank. there we met her sister-in-law. she drew out $$$$~
then we walked again through the old place.
kindda miss it. felt like a huge wave of mixed feelings in my heart.
there i remembered an old Chinese man who used to ride his bike around CCK & with his hand in the air showing his middle finger (big laugh).
then i remembered that we helped 3 Indonesian students & showed them around.
what a memory we had.
we always walk from our school down to CCK to central market & took the Masjid Jamek train station back to our home.
after Eon Bank we went to Maybank to deposit $$. the receptionist (guy,too & i mean too friendly) came & help us. kindda enoying though!
then we went to our favourite place to hang around for hours & hours --> CENTRAL MARKET!
we always hang at Old Town White Coffee.

dra had her usual Nasi Lemak & milk coffee
it's has always been her fav!
(she never changes it)



while i had something that i rarely order
Hainan Rice with Chicken Chop
i usually go with Asam Laksa
but since i haven't came here for a long time it was either this, asam laksa or something else.
with lemon coke.

after filling our stomach with really good food, we called up dd who was near Masjid India with his "scandal".
we walked there as it is not that far. we walked till we heard someone "swit swit". i knew it was dd but i didn't look back instead i stopped.
i went to Jalan TAR to buy a shawl. actually i wanted to buy brown & purple.
lastly i bought this stripy blue+purple+white shawl for rm10.

then we entered Nagoya & Kamdar
we liked to browse the colorful fabrics

then we walk & walk & walk.
we looked at our watches & it was only 5.30 so we decided to go back to central market.
on the way. . . .
another photo of us.
this is the alley from central market to masjid jamek station
this is "the" place to see old people suck shoe glue
really scary!
but we don't care
cooool la weh. . . !

a photo of me at the traffic light near Pudu Raya
i insisted dra to take it
& thanks dear, really love it!

well,
that was my day.
how was yours?
=)

hope to have more fun other day to come!

"the best way to enjoy life is when you let go of everything else"

Monday, November 30, 2009

eid mubarak & 1 special occasion.


this is during eid mubarak
we didn't celebrate in Perlis as we usually did.
my grandmother (father's side) (Halimah Binti Maujud) passed away on Thursday
which was 3 days before Eid.
while, my grandmother's brother (mother side) passed away 2 days before she did
al- Fatihah


me mum & adik
@ BTR home
pic taken by dad
this year we didnt plan the dress code
haha
it happened accidentally!
me & umi had chosen our fabric for our baju kurung
at the same time dad & adk did too
when we went to pay
mine was same as dad's & adik's was same as mum.
=)



these 2 photos are in Perlis
@ Tok's house
we went back to Perlis on Tuesday i think.
our car broke down after the RESTORAN JEJANTAS
really bad

after we came back from Perlis, i had the chance to celebrate Eid with my friends
from CHERAS HIGH SCHOOL!
it was all a coincidence.
at first, i went to azrin's house, then came along other people
and the adventure begins!
we went to each house and collected people from there.
(some people were offended by what we did, but all was not planned)



ikhwan, azrin, me, ilyas, feeka, syakir
@ azrin's house
took azrin & drove to faiza's house
no picture there.
met Hafiz (really chubby!)



sitting : faiza, azrin, feeka, syakir, ilyas
standing : ikhwan, me & farah
@ farah's house (after faiza's)
her mum cooked us fried noodles (delicious!)
she even gave us "duit raya"
gilerrr punye malu. . .!
=)


azrin, feeka, me, ihsan, shakir, ikhwan, epul & ilyas
@ ilyas's house in Alam Damai
ate spaghetti
met ihsan & epul (really haven't met in years)
WARNING!
at ilyas's house you cannot be noisy & must be a distance between girls & boy's
=)


girls : azrin, me, atikah, feeka, zahirah
boys : ihsan, acap, amir, syakir, epul & ikhwan
@ zahirah's house in Baiduri
dunno what i ate (maybe i didn't)
from the quite house of ilyas's
we went to the most havoc house
PARRRTTYYYY!!!!
hahahha
did a lot of catching up but didnt stay long.
later went to wany's house.
no pic oso.

"what's behind is left behind"
THE MOST PROUD MOMENT!!!
MUM'S GRADUATION!!!


after 2 years of studying while working
in International Islamic University Malaysia (IIUM)
my mother Zakinah Binti Ismail
holds a degree in Education Management

really proud of her
this shows that age doesn't matter
as long as there is a will to learn

=)

1st semester

because i have deleted my previous blog all my 1st semester stories are too deleted.

thus, i decided to post a summary of all that happened.
lucky you!
=)

entering university


we entered U in June. i went into the room 1A-01-38. yes, thank God my mum wanted to go early. so i got the 1st floor. =)
this is the first group of people i met and we stayed together till the end. (left to right : farah yuhanis & nurhusna) later on we grew closer and closer. at first, we were not that close to our other roommate Farah Syazana and her best friend Nurul Ain Afiqah.but later on we were going crazy together each and every single day. every weekend i will go home as my home is just 30 minutes drive from UiTM. so i was not as close to those 4. =( but it didn't stop me from enjoying their company. they even celebrated my birthday with flour and loads of water. thanks a lot for that! i really did enjoy it! i do have the picture but i cant upload them. (sexxayyy. . .!) hahah. well, next semester we wont be living together again. anis will be living with husna, farah with ain, just me. . . .hahah!

"as we go on, we remember, all the time we had together."

this is a photo of the 2nd group i had my pleasure spending time during the MMS (Minggu Mesra Siswa) where they show us around campus, give us motivation and talks which as you all know are boring and made us very tired. (but i really don't know why we were tired. because we just sat there) . these people were mama, kid, jannah and az (i think : she was the quite one) . when the MMS ended, we did see each other. but not as often. we were in different courses. occasionally we do bump into each other.

this is a photo of our 1st ever job in the college we stayed. oh! it's called Mawar. =) we were the "skuad KIK". KIK = kelab inovatif kreatif. this group was designed specially to find a problem that the student faces in Mawar. then they analyze the problem and find the best sollution. this semester they found a problem which had to do with the distribution of activity coupons. so they had to find the solution to this problem. till today i don't even know what it is. and since i don't live there anymore, i don't care. (evil. . .). well, as far as i remembered, i didn't like it. . .!
"and as our life change from what ever, we will still be friends for ever"

bm 2241A
this is the course i am taking. it is a major in OPERATIONS MANAGEMENT. it's a 3 year (6 semester) programme. there are only 29 students in my class. also some other student crashing in. this semester i took 8 subjects. 5 of them has a final examination : business law, economics, info technology in business, financial accounting & introduction to HRM. whilst the other 3 : english, kesatria & arabic language has only final test.
along the way,
we learned,
laughed,
fight,
hugged,
cried,
failed,
love,
hate,
&
find true friends.
this is ikram, dayang & ainul.
we went with Tarmizi & Aliffa (driver)
@ Jaya Jusco Bukit Tinggi
this is after Accounting class and there was a big gap with the next class.

ainul, hakim, ikram, me & mimi.
also here was Aliff & Daus
this is during Hakim's birthday!
@ Dataran Cendekia
what swell time we had!



aliff, me dayang & kenny
also there was ikram, ainul, hakim & ima
@ McDonalds PKNS
during break fast
tired, later that night followed hakim & ikram to Down Town Shah Alam


dayang, me & ainul
@ Business Faculty
pic taken by Aliff
purple day!
i asked them to wear purple that day! looks nice!


me, dayang & husna
@ Sogo, KL
this is during merdeka holiday.
i persuaded them to come back home with me.
hope they enjoyed it.
i took them to pasar malam, times square, sg. wang,sogo, jalan TAR.


well
that's the end of it.
actually there are loads of other activity that we did.
but
i hope there would be more next semester!



a new thing. . .

i had written some things here before.
but it seems that i cannot commit myself to this blog all the time.
just because it is not me.
=)

but!!

i do want to keep a blog so that you lots can see my life and i can learn from any mistakes.
so. . . .
the solution is. . .
i'll write up anything on my mind. . .
collect it. . .
so by the weekend, i'll post everything that i jot down for that whole week. . .
easy right??
ahahhah. . . .

so wait for all upcoming stories from me. . .