2012: Memories of moments

2013 will be in just 2 more days and I think 2012 flies very fast more than I can ever imagined. It is common that TV stations will be broadcasting programs such as 'Jendela 2012' to recall significant events that happen throughout the year. Well, I can just say that 2012 was superb particularly in the middle part of the year where all the memories I could hardly get rid of from my mind. From January, every month had its own fluffy clouds that brought so much happiness and newness for me to hop on over one another. Allow me to share some of those here for the first half of the year and the remaining will come later in IPDA 

January
My 23rd birthday was celebrated in a foreign land of Nice, France. What else that I could ask for when my close chums are so nice to prank me  on that night. I went downstairs alone to watch Tom Cruise with some Koreans and suddenly I received a call from Ejat to open the main door of the hostel that I risked my life of falling on the staircase since it was too dark. Back to the room, Naji had already prepared with the biggest pizza I've ever eaten. Thanks Ejat, Naji, Ipi, Adlyn, Sze Ling for that memorable moments :')

February
Mabit for the second time and was hosted at Grosvernors. No one could deny the feeling of rolling and swirling in the sleeping bag side by side with your great friends. I guess sitting together , spending time to qiam for the sake of Allah's pleasure is incomparable with anything. Plus, the game organized by Sanju and Eslia deserved burst of applause too with the quiz of associating distinctive character with the referred person.. :D)

March
There is nothing else but the Malaysian night and every event that came before and after was simply amazing. I got to make friend with new people with colourful characters. Working as the prop crews that I found too burdensome at some points turned out to be of great teamwork. Thanks to my TESL girls whom some of them I don't really bother to even know what they are supposed to be called as . You guys really rawks!! :D) 
Oh wait, F7 was given birth this month too after one silly billy nonsensical event but so awesome :D)

April
This month marked with such an intense yet changing emotion. I wasted money for cancelling the Greece trip but Allah knows better. I think my presence was needed to help Oci with the kursus kahwin and his father's death. The running scene with Paan from the University House> Park Buiding>St George> Montgomery will never be forgotten :') He had rewarded me with the most astounding day of watching theater and capturing moment at the Olympic stad with a very nice newly known friend.

May
How can I not remember the day of welcoming abah ma aunty Yus Uncle Jo Anis Mia Izza Elleya and Emran to Portsmouth against all odds? That day was also filled with and exciting experience. I decided to hold back a car steering after one year and in my mind was just one thing- I want to experience driving in the UK and abah must see that :D Fulfilling the target at the expense of risking the life of my friend as the GPS instructor was the most evil thing that I did. Alhumdulillah four of us arrived in one piece back to Hudson Road. For that reason also I tend to watch the clip video of Owl City-Good Time just to see the same cute white Fiat that I used on that day :') Plus, there was an unforgettable feeling when I performed a prayer at the Jami' mosque, I could not find the way out and everywhere seemed to be so dark and scary. Only Allah knows how thankful I am that I was not alone :')
The entire week with my family was perfect too till the very end of waving them goodbye in Heathrow. 

June
I felt guilty for not remembering that June 3rd was my bf's birthday. This was all the fault of Yako and Dharman, the Malay-British and Japanese newly wed couple who invited me to perform a Malay dance for their wedding. What can I tell is that the event was too beautiful. Love to be shared with everybody regardless their background and I really believe that my dance team partners somehow or rather had left the host with sweet memories as much as I feel. With all my heart I really appreciate those who involved in Toleh-Menoleh dance :)) Not only that, the moment of leaving UK for good that I can still vividly replay with my eyes closed.. :')


"Moments will not be as valuable as when they had turned out to be memories" -Ducksworth House, Southsea, June 2012 That's all folks. I should continue packing for tomorrow...(sigh) :(

My 12.12.12

Unusual date came again this year- 12.12.12. For some people, they really want to have something meaningful so that the date will be remembered. Upon reading back what happened on the 11.11.11 last year, I guess that last two days the situation is almost similar. A story of love and hearts again and the 'halal status' perhaps the only differing aspect :P OK, to make it short early that morning I went to the Permaisuri district where my brother in law will come and pick my sister, asyraf and aisyah back to Kuala Berang. I threw a glance to Kak Nor when she saw Abg Nizam, waduh2 senyumnya kok sampei ke telinga after 6 days apart ^^ Then Asyraf jumped to her dad, leaving Asyraf with his trademark of throwing himself on the car seat and cried of jealousy. Hurm, family love I should say. Subhanallah...

only the married couple were ready..hehe ^^

Alright, the second part of the day was occupied with Abg Iwan's wedding. The akad was made earlier simply because of the special date while the feast will be held on February. It was amazing to see the arrangement of Allah because that was the second marriage for him and I am sure that Kak Nora is the best for Abg Iwan :). Both of them look just perfect for each other..^^

Makanya bahagia harus dikecapi oleh mereka ya!!

From miss Ayuni to mom ;)

It's 10.30 pm and I'm writing in the dark. Lying next to me are Aishah and Asyraf. I managed to get Asyraf sleep with the milk but Aishah is still talking to herself like 'mak nenek', jumping here and there, sat on my back, hugged my thigh while i pretend to kroh2 and blogging at the same time. In fact today is the second day that my sister left her children to be taken care of by Anis and I. It was fine yesterday evening. I brought them to the nearby playground despite the difficulty of handling Asyraf who apparently became so ambitious to chase his sister and cousin. At home, they locked the room from the inside and that incident had required me to run during Magrib to buy Huggies diapers. As Asyraf is so attached to his mommy, I had to be the mother figure of his, accompanied him to watch Ultraman videos on youtube which I barely able to feel any excitement in getting to know ultraman cosmos, tiga, gaya and many other sorts.. Unfortunate event includes Asyraf vomitted and honestly speaking, cleaning mat that has a slimy and smelly substance that contains milk and chewed solid food half-way digested is not so pleasant task.. T.T last night my restful sleep was interrupted at 2.50am, 3.30am and 5.40am because Asyraf woke up and cried for not seeing his mommy next to him. Today's story is much more closer to a disaster. Imagine yourself going to Tesco with three kids of 4, and  2 y/o who could not get away from just-insert-rm1 musical car, demanding for any thing appeals to their eyes, giving order to go to any unintended places.. At one point I felt like screaming too when Asyraf refused to walk and I had no other option but to carry him for hours, Aisyah and Lutfi were running here and there as if the store belongs to their Tok Bah. When we ate at the Chicken Rice Shop, Asyraf wet and I ran to my car to change his pants and he got to wore the one with pink ribbon as i mistook Aisyah's XD. In the car they drank soy drink and accidentally pressed the box and spilled the drink on the car seat. Asyraf who is so damn heavy sat on my lap along the journey. Many times he forced his body to lean against my body which was utterly painful but he just laughed. When we arrived home I had to straight away wash them up, feed their dinner, ultraman session again and watched cloudy and the meatball (Aishah's favourite movie) for 7th times. And a while ago Aishah tried to be cute by placing her leg on top of my nose. What a looong tiring day I had today as an instant mommy. The point that I'm putting forward is that being a mother is not an easy job, definitely. My sister told me once that for a women, once you have a child, it marks the end of your time to rest. You no longer have time for yourself with the kids around. Mother is so great. Even if they are tired, they will never whine nor take the responsibilities for granted. The 70hour experience of replacing my sister opened my eyes how Allah is being just fair by placing woman at the highest level. To repay mother's deeds is impossible to be achieved. The only thing that we can do is just being a child that can make mother's heart at ease.

Ya Allah, panjangkanlah umur ma dan berilah aku lemampuan untuk menjaganya. Amin ",)

The Clones of Mine

This morning before TITAS lesson began, Tava said this to me, "Yuni, I saw you on TV yesterday when we were having dinner at KFC". Upon hearing that, my respond was- haa? on TV? "Sure or not Tava..I've never been to any audition to be an actress, how can I be part of evening drama series?" :D
That was... I am not quite sure that how many times that my friends told me about other person whose his or her looks is quite similar to me. In fact I am glad to know that because since I was small, people always highlight the different feature that I have compared to my siblings. They said I am the no 1 carrier of Penang and mamak gene..erkk..being the darkest and the only granddaughter who inherits the traits of arwah Tok Din in Penang, Kak Yuni lain.. lain.. lain.. ok lah.. fine..xkesaaah! T.T
So..here are the three people who had been 'victimized' in a sense that they had been associated with me without consent :P

1. Sofia

I came to know this girl coincidentally. She does not know me anyway. :D There was this one girl from Dublin who came to visit me in Portsmouth last December. While having dinner she stared at me for couple of seconds before introducing this girl who played a TV drama during raya. Until now her real name is still a mystery but I just call her sofia as that is the character that she played in one of her dramas. Wowwee.. I can't wait to see her becoming an adult and compare with myself at this age :D

2. Ayubi

Haih..a male version of Ayuni is Ayubi. Meeting Ayubi is one of the most memorable incidents during our Kelana Convoy Europe trip in 2010. This guy too, is so innocent. My friends who were also in the same bus with Ayubi will straight away laugh overtly when seeing Ayubi or Muszaphar passing by. There were a few attempts to that they wanted me and that guy to stand close to each other so that they can take a picture. It was Adlyn who first realized that I look like him..Eee stresss.


3. Mol

If Ayubi was deemed to be my imaginary elder brother, this little Mol who is my super junior in Portsmouth had also inadvertently regarded by my friends as my younger brother. Nope, it was actually my Aunt who came to UK in May. When she saw Mol she said that "ni kalau cakap adik beradik pon orang akan percaya". Upon knowing that his mother looks like a posh Arabic lady, it reminds me to my great grandma who is a Pakistani too. So, it is rather logic in that sense. :D



Maybe this list will expand, depending on the sharpness of the eyes of those people around me. I don't trust my own eyes though. There had been many times when I said that person A looks like person B, and my idea turns out to be a reason for laughter. Ceh! >,<

"Mintak Mak Kuih Sepotong"

Imagine that a blog is like a pet in reality, and a blogger is a pet keeper. I am very sure that people who love animals will litigate me for not taking a good care of it. I just din realize that I did not post anything last August. I ignore my blog, conceiving that there is nothing so great to be kept here. Never mind, this time I am keen to share the dialogue of my family on the first raya morning when we were asking forgiveness from each other. It was not really a teary scene, yet we were all laughing all the way listening to 'stinky mouths' at the back commenting on the sinner or trouble maker who was kissing abah and ma's hands :D

1. Abg Edy: Haih asyik sorang je bila nak berdua abe edy oii..solo sokmo. How many years has it been abe? :D
2. Abg Pizi: Ha ni huru-hara. Xyah beli kete baru lagi.. stabilise ekonomi tu..but jangok mesti maintain
3. Abe li: Sabar byk2..tayar kete haus pon xpe..tahniah kereta baru..hehe. Jaga anak bini hang
4. Kak Nor: Bila ni nak pindah rumah? Kejap raya puasa, pstu tggu Christmas..??
5. Anis: Haa..yg ni paling bermasalah.Huru hara.. Xyah dok bercintan cintun sangat.. Dpt dean list tuh dulu..

and..me?

"Haa...Yuniiii..Yang nii bila nak tunjuk kt family somebody Jangan heret mai Bangla plk.." and it was followed by a horror laugh.. Ciss!! XD

This year raya was awesome..indeed ^^

Abe Edy and Abe Pizi in action during the salam relay tradition :P

Che Su aka Anis was given power to close the session and we never asked for he role to be changed :P

The cekodoks. What else would they care? Ipad je memanjang :P

The best sister-in-laws in the entire universe.. glad to have them among us :)

All of us and the theme colour for this year is just-follow-your-heart :P

LONDON 2012

Tick tock..I am overwhelmingly excited waiting for the opening ceremony of  summer olympic 2012 within next few hours. This time Olympic seems to be so nostalgic. It is not just because it will be held in the UK, yet specifically I have been to the Stratford stadium last April. Tiny miny thing to be told to the world in the eyes of others, but for me it was like a dream comes true. 14th of April 2012, the most memorable day that I will remember forever.. ^^

Dear future husband,
 I wish that for the next Olympic in Rio de Janeiro, we can watch the whole games together. ^^

from distance that i saw u T.T

Transition

It has been a week that my feet resides in the place where I belong. Dreary days that I have so far, to be frank. Portsmouth life and the people that I left at times comes out as the topic to chat about with Ma. It is very hard to resist, at least within the weeks of doing nothing at home. This is not good. I have to admit it too. We cannot let the past cloud affects our vision because all we have to do is walk forward. Many times that I try to convince myself and never stop trying. The last 2,3 months of my life in the UK was too joyful that it turns out ruining my spirit to move on. Not just because of the satisfaction in my study, the things that happen were just in the way that I prayed for, especially to show how Portsmouth is like to Abah and Ma, drive in the UK and ... At one point I realize how Allah is being too kind to me. Alhamdulillah for not letting me down but rather giving me chance to experience precious moments with everybody whose the presence I am grateful for.


The change is I would say too drastic, worse than what I expect although I have mentally prepared since the first day that I registered in IPDA. I guess it is not only me confronting with the blues. My course mates also express the word 'rindu' in their status, portraying how their mind is still occupied reminiscing what they experienced in the UK. I am not sure how long that this so-called depression will last for. Deep inside, I know that there is no use for me to keep on thinking about the past no matter how beautiful it is, yet, being in Malaysia automatically entitles me to a lifetime responsibility. The point where I need to believe that I am almost a full-fledged adults who will soon step in a working life. It does not quite leading to peace at heart..Huhu.. I guess that my cheeks deserve painful slap, words of wisdom from a creepy looking granny, annoying siren or whatever it takes to fuel me.It is hoped that  it will never take too long since the final year awaits me calls for high commitment and devotion for success. Dear Allah, from the bottom of my small heart I am so thankful for the wonderful three years in Portsmouth. Please make me stronger and happy to lead whatever sort of life that I am gonna face in three weeks time, shower me with barakah, show me the path towards Iman..Hurm, just do not stop loving me ^^

20/6/2012- the final sunrise at the Seafront

Baki 10 hari di UK. Terasa sayang sangat dengan bumi asing ni. All the trees, all the people, the atmosphere, the friendliness of people, the comfort of its climate...sob3. It is really hard to be expressed in words. Wahai bumi UK yang akan ditinggalkan serta seisinya...saya sayaaaaang...sayaaang sangat. :)

S.I.N.G

Some words they can’t be spoken only sung
So hear a thousand voices shouting love


There’s a place, there’s a time
In this life when you sing what you are feeling
Find your feet, stand your ground
Don’t you see
Right now the world is listening to what we say


Sing it louder, sing it clearer
Knowing everyone will hear you
Make some noise, find your voice tonight
Sing it stronger, sing together
Make this moment last forever
Old and young
Shouting love tonight


To sing we’ve had a lifetime to wait
And see a thousand faces celebrate


You brought hope, you brought light
Conquered fear, it wasn’t always easy
Stood your ground, kept your faith
Don’t you see
Right now the world is listening to what we say


Sing it louder, sing it clearer
Knowing everyone will hear you
Make some noise, find your voice tonight
Sing it stronger, sing together
Make this moment last forever
Old and young
Shouting love tonight


Some words they can’t be spoken only sung
To hear a thousand voices shouting love
And light and hope


Now sing
Now sing
Now sing
Now sing


Come all and sing


Sing it louder, sing it clearer
Knowing everyone will hear you
Make some noise, find your voice tonight
Sing it stronger, sing together
Make this moment last forever
Old and young
Shouting love tonight


Hear a thousand voices shouting love

Where Is The Love

Portsmouth University Library- 11:17 pm

Saje nak update blog walaupun kerja menggunung. The mood just comes without any sign, just like the feeling of wanting to eat Malaysian food in the middle of the night. Actually I feel better because there is only one final assignment that I need to focus on. The other three are completed but not properly edited. Not to say that I feel satisfied with what I have done so far but suffice to state, the word count has been reached it makes me feel fairly relief. There are so many things loaded in my mind when I look at my friends. There is a negative wave of emotion sweeping of my lovely girls. Yes, musim cinta lara. Here and there in this library I can see, hear and sense the aura of tears because of problem occurs with their boyfriend especially in a distance relationship. Seorang di ufuk timur, seorang di ufuk barat. Hurm, I have no right to judge with my naive thought and 0% experience about love matters. Love can make you laugh. Love can make u insane. Love can lead you to do stupid things, and Love can bring you away from Allah. Semua negative..aiyak..In front of my eyes, I see people who had tasted love tend to be irrational in their action when their partner changes in an undesirable manner.Pelik tetapi benar. People said that there is a phenomenon called final year break up. Wallahualam...Dear friends, please be strong. In any relationship problems are bound to happen and it is all up to you to handle is wisely. Dah memang love is a journey, how can you expect that a long journey can be smooth all the time without any obstacles along the way? Grow up girls, be a man. Kalau jodoh ada x ke mana..Kalau xde yang kahwin 50 tahun pon akan bercerai...I am just hoping for the best to all of you, may all these bring you to the very best ending even though it is not like what your heart desires.

If I say that I don't want to be loved I might be half dead. Nak je..but it just does not happen... yet...but...erm.......huuuuuuuuuuu

Apakah yang dikarutkan oleh saya dalam page ni..? Just ignore my writing that is so ridiculous...

Fantastic 7

Hurm..recently I was engulfed by some kind of excitement to have a new 'family'. Not sure of how it was started or precisely how the bond was created. I really do not know but within this 2 months, I feel really grateful for the emergence of Fantastic 7. Happiness and appreciation towards each other is what defines us. Nothing more than that :)

kematian

Ironi..hidup ini sangat ironi. Baru je post ttg kelahiran ank saudara. tiba-tiba seluruh Pompey dikejutkan dgn pemergian ayah Oci. Tak tahu nak cakap apa, rasa lembik satu badan. Musibah Allah turunkan tanpa henti pd Teslians. 4,5 hr non-stop kmmbc Yasiin. Lagi ironi, call Vdaa time usrah tu kitorang expect merupakan kematian and rupanya Allah betul2 menjemput ayah Oci. Takziah untuk dia, semoga diberikan ketabahan.

Kahwin?

Sana sini dengar cerita kahwin. Terasa la jugak cuak tu cuma xnk tunjuk.hihi. before kahwin attending pre-course wed is an obligation. I always imagine myself and my Mr Right registering for the similar course together, following the session together, doing everything together, glance at each other, plus senyum2 kambing..auww :D. Nevertheless, as always Allah will not give what you want but something that is more terrific :D yes, I'm not only taking the course, I'm hosting it-19th of May in Southampton together with the best crew on earth- oci el tyah vdaa mol haziq hanis adib sanak akmar sze ling. Boleh la cerita kat anak cucu jugak. Ok, so many stories piling up. Semoga Allah pnjgkn umur untuk sampai stage tu, or at least biarlah hamba-Mu ini merasa alam rumahtangga jgk. Amin

Cerita malam raya Part 2

Alright, I should minimize my dear compare Microsoft Word, This story by any chance should be finished sebelum raya Easter ni habis :D ok. From what I am able to recall, the following scene was mendindingkan bilik. Luckily we have Tiah who knows a bit about protecting our room. Kata ustaz tyah kat sekolah tu let the 'other things' know about our presence is bye calling the adhan, so she did that in every room, facing the Qiblah. Scary and spooky sangat time tu. We were all girls who knew nothing about dealing with makhluk yg invi ni. huuhu. The next step we did, baca surah al-ikhlas di 7 corner of the house. Dgn keadaan sspace yg limited tu berdirilah semua kwn2 utk tlg bacakan. Terasa indahnya ukhwah time tu. Satu perasaan yang x tergambar since u have ho access for help, the only person whom you can rely upon is ur friend after Allah. Usaha untuk menenangkan tuan rumah yg still phobia diteruskan. I tried my hardes, used all the proper words to convince them that things gonna be fine. xde apee xde apee..it wasn't easy, indeed. Even harder than catching the baby mouse in my house weeks before.

We were about to leave the house. Suddenly one of the girls in that house said that she could not bare with strange heat, she cried outside the house. Proses ritual bermula, thank God her aunt from Malaysia has extra hidden 'knowledge', she recited a few Surahs at their ears, then they screamed for a few times. Rasa nak menangis, and that was not merely a 'rasa'.. I cried devastatingly.

"Tolong buang rantai putih dalam bilik..pergi amik atas rak dlm kotak!!"

At that moment I began to know what might be the cause of such disturbance. My friends brought out a few creepy stuffs that had been purchased from car boot sale. A few old drawings, candle holders, the antique stuffs that one might be eager to keep, especially the non-natives like us. We helped them to throw all the stuffs away. Rasanya everyone learned a very good lesson on that day. Be extra cautious bila beli barang. Don't simply beli je brg purba because we don't know what it had been used for. Susahnya... T.T

"Candle holder ni dulu digunakan time upacara kematian" the Aunty said at the time when they are in my hands..gulp!

Hantu org putih..ok x cool langsung.

Ya Allah lindungi kami

Cerita malam raya Part 1

Satu hari di hari Easter..if I were to survey all the houses around Sommerstown, I might have found dedicated mothers preparing Hot Cross Bun for Easter today. Hudsoners girls macam biasa, tabah menghadapi kekejaman dunia dengan lambakan kerja. Kadang-kadang mood swing, kemalasan and kerajinan emerged interchangeably. Around 6 pm we our weekly usrah started. Fifi as the chairperson covered tafsir al-Alaq. As the first session was about to end, we were shocked by an undesirable call from Vdaa
"Korang usrah ke? tolong datang ke rmh V, bawak Yasiin.cepat!!"
That moment was worst, because we were not explained clearly on why there was a yasiin recitation session. Could it be somebody died or nearly or..nauzubillah. Kitorang pon terus bergegas ke King street with 1001 questions longing to be answered. Sakit jantung Tuhan je tahu. Me Tazi Ipi Fifi madly walked to that house. As soon as we arrived there, I sensed that everything appeared to be calm, I looked around at every corner. Dapur..checked Loung checked here and there checked. Looks fine. But wait, look at her housemate's teary eyes! OK something wrong is happening. What is it?? Tell me...!
"Rumah kitorang ada something. Semua orang da bgthu experience masing2. V nampak ada 'something' ketuk tingkap, kena hempap, nampak bayangan budak perempuan" That word..'something' that I was pretty sure it had burst forth everybody in the four walls who heard it. I pretended to be steady and firm padahal
Ya Allah Ya Allah, rasa nak tumbang. How could it possibly be, bilik V tingkap 2 kot..anak jiran mana yg nak mengetuk tingkap tu?? ah sudahhh
Everybody looked at each others' faces, back and forth..eyes were flickering..


ok penat dah..sambung type dissertation jap :P

Kelahiran

Pagi yg suram di Hudson Road diceriakan dgn berita anak sedara no 8 lahir ke alam fana. hihi. Syukur kpd Allah.Hai Encik Nameless ^^

Love,

nunu

Because of you Pak Taufik

Lama dah tak update blog. Padahal da janji dgn diri sendiri at least 1 minggu 1 entry regardless of how useless the content might be. Having said that most of the things need to have written account for a sentimental person like me who is really into recalling memories and looking at old photos. Haih ye dah tua. Almost everyday I have been constantly reminded by my friends with inhumane manner that I am old..iyo lah iyo lah.. :D Susah betul lahir January ni.

Banyak benda yang jadi dlm bulan March ni. I guess that was the month yg paling meaningful for this year, owing to some mega events, expected, least expected and absolutely unexpected jugak. Hurm, pelik jugak. I thought that March was the month that can turn me into bookworm. Stay in your room open your book and do what you are supposed to, Tapi lain plk jadinya. As planned, I organized a cheer-leading group to Badminton All England. Annual event for a big fan of shuttlers' arena. Me and durga, we made an awesome duo that Lee Chong Wei had never realized, but this year rs mcm nak tukar style. This is not like Gurukul College Mohabbatein that is overly consevative :D. Ok so 10th of March was the date for semi final.That was clear for everybody. However, there was a force in my heart to see Taufik Hidayat face-to-face. It was kinda cheesy mushy bit of your emotion that spoke to your mind,,, "Yuni ni la peluang terakhir nak tengok Taufik, if not now bila lagi...?" Dipendekkan cerita, as soon as I know that Taufik advanced to day 2 of All england, I ran upstairs and booked my ticket 4 hours before the journey which cost me nearly 60pounds [gulp]. Early next morning I went all alone to Birmingham as if that region is very near to Portsmouth. The best part was my ticket had no specified seat number. I was allowed to seat wherever I wanted as long as it was not reserved by anybody. For the first time I sat at the most strategic seat, the most front, the closest to the player as permitted for the audience :D)  His match was expected to start at 9.00 on the schedule but till 10.15 there was no sign of his presence. I was overwhelmingly restless. My eyes struggled to maintain their focus at the court and my watch. Until the very moment that Fairuzizuan and Zakri appeared, I felt like jumping from the seat and shout "mana Taufik!!?" plus with sudden awareness that I was not there for Malaysia, not even had a flag in my bag. Hehe..Berkat kesabaran and I know Allah has mercy upon those who seek for it, Taufik Hidayat finally stepped in like a dashing hero but in a very cool manner. As always he stunned me with his great play and unwanted foolish attitude such as delaying games, asking for shuttle change for numerous times..Taufik..Taufik. Not to my surprise, Chen Jin burnt Taufik's goal for that tournament. Sigh

I did not watch the whole game because of my train time was at 11.10. Quite sad for not be able to get his autograph when the situation seemed to be highly possible for me to do so. Tapi xpe lah.. The complacence in my heart cannot be put into words. Xpatut pon berbangga rasanya..tapi.. I will definitely let my future children to know about this :D)

Abah...ma..

I really hope that you can hear this :')

Mental anguish or so-called serabut palo

My blog is left unmoved for almost a month. It is not that I don't have things to be shared but in fact the urge to do that is not there. You know at one point when you have a new gadget it seems that you have the tendency to get attached to it and forget about other things, maybe that is the state where I am at the moment. I sold my iPod off and grabbed an iPhone. I took up watching 'small TV' under my duvet, spend so much time on social networking site, unnecessarily. What I used to do had been abandoned. It is awkward too by not having a diary for this year regardless there are lots of things to be noted and remembered. I know I am not stable. I am so fragile despite the fact that I act normally in front of others. I am so busy with my academic work, social duties which I myself am not sure why do I say yes to so much responsibilities, starting from performing during One World Week, managing props, kursus kahwin, catering paid guests for two weeks and so and so. Not just that, it's quite disappointing too that I waste hundred pounds over on my flight tickets to Athens this April which I assumed to be my last outing abroad before flying back home permanently. My mind is also choked off by worry thinking of do I have enough saving to receive 10 of my family members who are expected to arrive by the end of May. It is not just about money, but whether or not they will be comfortable staying at my house during that holiday period. Last but not least, I could not help acting cool despite my 10,000 word dissertation has no progress since a past month. What a sudden twinge of guilt. Indeed, I really need a wake up call. This March and April will be utilized maximally insha-Allah. Jia you Ayuni!

Jadual Puasa 2012

Jazakillah for those who worked in sorting out the calendar. May Allah bestow His blessings on you.

Charles Dicken's 200th Birthday

I was walking from the Angelsea building with Bin Jun. Suddenly there was a gentleman riding on the Victorian bicycle towards us. I knew that my birthday was over but they do not have to remind me how the olden times can suit me perfectly :D

Happy 200th brithday Mr Charles Dicken- the famous writer of A Christmas Carol, Oliver Twist and A Tale of Two Cities. I have read none but I know that he was born in Portsmouth :D

Friday the 13th

My 2012 is now begin, after Friday the 13th. 

Seronok mengenangkan 5 course works yg menentukan kualiti degree berjaya dihantar smlm

:)