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...