exhausted..Part 1

Salam..

I had just arrived home and now savouring my super late lunch cum dinner..alone, yeah...all alone..again and again..(I'm fine with it)

Mm, let me tell u my super duper hectic days..I had one week holidays and spent the time at home and school (particularly for tarian training, sbb keje lain x buat pun...hehe)So it was all about the same from Monday (15th) to Friday(19th). Friday night,approximately 10.30pm hubby arrived from Rome?Paris?ntah..I cudnt recall..(sign of aging??)and me forced him to accompany me to get the tarian costumes for Gumilang Sari show from Syahnawi Creation@Serdang.We then tidoq tak ingat dunia!!

Saturday morning: 9.00 am Gumilang Sari training..by 1pm,done and I rushed to Gha's studio (my aerobic n pilates instructor) at Kota Warisan to get songkok Melaka??eh??ke ape pun nama dia la..the minangkabau headgear..On my back home, hubby texted me telling that mom n dad n Nazirah (my chatterbox niece)are coming to my house, their car was somehow giving a freaking sound and they chosed to check at any workshop available in Bandar Seri Putra..They were on their way to Tiara Beach Resort,Port Dickson. N I'm supposed to join them later.

So, when they arrived, mom said.."boleh pegi skarang??" means.."mak, ayah n Nazirah naik kete ko la sbb mak takut la nak bawa keta tu gi PD, kang ape lagi lah bunyi dia buat.." N hubby n I was like lipas kudung kemas barang, alah nothing to bawa pun..one nite vacation jer..So, here are the pics at Port Dickson.

Spent a nite there and the following day we were rushing home because I need to be at school before 1pm for two reasons:
#1 to check on Kelab Kebudayaan Trip to MATIC for Teater Gamat, 40 students are going and Cikgu Zarina n Nada will be the chaperones.
#2 to fetch all those Gumilang Sari dancer to Dewan Perdana Felda for a wedding show.

by 2.00pm : We left school heading to Dewan Perdana Felda..and the havoc are as seen in following pictures..

Show finished about 10pm and I only managed to reach home by 1.45am after sending all those dancers home at Bandar Bukit Puchong 2, Pulau Meranti, Kuarters Bomba Cyberjaya, Dengkil, and Kota Warisan..ITULAH KEISTIMEWAAN SMK CYBERJAYA-students datang dari segala ceruk yang jauh-jauh antara satu sama lain..(hantar depan pintu, anak2 orang nie..)Special thanx to Mr Hubby for ur kindness helping me with those kids.Thanx again hubby, I owe you 1,2,3,4=p

Congested??

Salam..

I just came back from my spa..yeah, check out from skul by 4.20pm, then makan2 sesion at Restoran Mak Teh Cyberjaya together with Maz(of coz), Nada, Hasma n Kak Isma..all are singles but me..hehe..normal scenario, when hubby not around, I'l be 'single' la..hehe..

After had a super LATE lunch (wajar ke dipanggil lunch?), we then made our own way back home..Maz, Hasma n K.Isma to Putrajaya, Nada to Nilai n me to my 'SENJA PERMAI'..Bandar Seri Putra..shoot straight to spa to get any updates n questionnaires posted by my super duper SMAPK senior A.K.A my facebook friend, Kak Aya..I left spa by 7pm, had some discussion with my staf's parent, n then planned to go to stationary shop.Jangan marah..I amat suka beli stationery, walaupun tak pakai...hoho...SGT BUDAK SEKOLAH=)

But, I called it off then..REASON??I didnt get a parking!!haha...what a lame excuse, but that's the truth!!terus nak keluar junction dan TERHEGEH-HEGEH menunggu turn nak kuau!!PERSOALAN??Bandar Seri Putra dah mula sibuk, mana ceruk lagi aku nak duduk??
(Perhatian: Tahap toleransi kepadatan saya AMAT RENDAH!!)Sy TIDAK SUKA tempat ramai orang sehingga saya digelakkan oleh kawan2 saya membeli barang di South City Plaza yg giler xde org!!tempat2 seperti Mid Valley, KLCC adalah allergic utk saya..begitu juga IKEA dan The Curve,,sy hanya pergi pd hari bekerja..weekend???saya tak kan mampu utk pergi!!Dan saya TIDAK gila shopping!!!saya hanya beli ape yg saya mahu dan kebanyakannya saya beli online, hehe..

Conclusion??WORK HARDER AND SAVE MORE, CAN BUY A NEW HOUSE di tempat yg TAK PADAT!!But where??

Emo??

Missing someone until I cry!!
Hate it!!

I hate it when you are not around and the fact that you didn't call..

BUT MOSTLY, I HATE THE WAY THAT I DON'T HATE YOU..
NOT EVEN CLOSE, NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT, NOT EVEN AT ALL!!!

A shoulder to cry on

Hello..

I'm now writing from my school's desktop, haha..running from my unreliabale ACER zaman tok kadok because hubby brought his HP to work..I supposed to do some marking, but I chose to update my blog. (Betapa tak fokusnya cikgu ini..)

Hey, what made me here?I mean school??mm, to be honest it is just because I need some space to write, I mean to let my feeling off!!that's the truth. About marking, PEKA, Fail Kebersihan, question papers etc. I can simply bring it home and do it..BUT I'm still here in front of my pc just to share a story..a story about my spa..

I seldom write or tell about my spa because I dont really like people to know any problems occur in my business.And being a businesswoman (so called), I believe that I need to be strong to face any obstacles and unexpected problems that sometimes really ruin my mood n energy!!Exhausting!!

What happened today? I went to spa and do some clerical thingy, (biase la ntah ape2 je la yg I akan buat kan)..and when I was about to leave my spa, I saw Akma (my staff) watery eyes..I stood in front of her and asked why..she refused to talk, n I knew she tried to hold her tears..Well, I let her cry for few seconds before asking her again..waited patiently n she finally told me abot her worries..(which actually is something that I'm worrying about too!!)She's worrying about the fact that we havent got any new beautician to replace those who had left us for studies n etc (I do not want to elaborate)..It's ok readers, I'll take care of it.This is not my very first time facing and handling those troubles..I called my mom 2 days before to tell her, "Mak, kita dah tak larat dah mak..dah jadi lali dah..mcm2 dah berlaku pun..", n my mom as always will text me later, "be tough, good girl"..Well, she still call me a girl (I love you Mak)..

My point is, Akma can cry and I can be her shoulder to cry on..she still have the tears to cry..n she still have me to listen..what about me??I takut nak fikir sebab kenapa I dah tak boleh nak nangis, sometimes I think I'm just too egoist to cry..or is it becaused I had lost my feelings??My neighbour had once said,"Jangan biarkan diri Seri jd sampai xde perasaan..hati kering jer."

Oh no..I was driving to school just now carrying all those emotional baggage (nie pun satu masalah gak, bawak kereta dgn minda ntah kat mana2)..Ye ke aku nie dah tak de perasaan??or I just have to be strong to face everything??I need a shoulder to cry on...

Ya Allah, begitu sarat mindaku, bantulah dan ringankanlah..

Bukan Kemahuan Fikiran

This is what I DONT LIKE!!!
My hubby went off to work,n me living all alone in the middle of nowhere..
So, I ended up searching songs from Youtube n listened to it. This week had somehow turned to be Fauziah Latif week..I listened to all the songs that I used to get hooked up to when I was a teenager. Zaman jiwang karat, zaman when u listen to songs that will make u feel motivated or delighted, (Ye ke??)hehe..n hanyut dibuai asmara juga..haha..

N this lyrics is relly meaningful to me (once, n maybe for now as well..)

Aku relakan kau pergi dari sisi hatiku
Begini lama setelah tiada jalan penyudah
Jiwa yang hampa kan bertanya apa masih
Percintaan bukanlah kemahuan fikiran
Di perasaan tersimpan segalanya rahsia
Dan tiada dapat kutahankan rindu itu
Di antara kita bicara berbeza
Siapa yang merasa dia melara
Tiada upaya menahan derita
Cinta yang hampa
Seraut wajahmu yang paling indah
Walau ia ________ di hati ini
Seterusnya hidup bersimpul di dalam diri ini
Terlepaslah diriku dari rindu yang sarat
Aku kini tenggelam dalam sendu berbisa selamanya

Wah, I boleh tulis lirik tu without listening to it??sangat hafal?sangat bermakna kah?

Aku bagaikan sebutir pasir, yang lemah lagi kerdil.

Last Day before school reopens

Salam

3rd Jan 2010:

3.30 pm:Met Maznita at Maybank Seksyen 9 Bdr Baru Bangi (our registered meeting point), then Maznita drove to Puchong to get her new baju kurung Pahang from Ita(our registered tailor)

4.30 pm: Had our last 'mengeteh' session before new schooling session at Nuin, Little Perak in Bangi..had our teh tarik Ipoh, Popia Taiping n Nasi lemak Ipoh, Maz however chose to have Nasi Ayam Pasir Salak

5.30 pm: Had my spa session...haha, a good starter!!Takut nanti dah skolah tak sempat nak g spa pun!!A relaxation n soothing session however turned out to be somewhat a painful n sickening treatment!!!argh!!I dun really like it..(baik aku gi spa aku jeh)

7.30 pm: Rushed to stationery shop to get some stationeries, ohooo...it was so full!!Tak sangka parents n students pun chose to do last minute shopping!!Arghhh, I tak suka sesak2..

Sampai rumah terfikir..if I chose to do things earlier,mesti la tak perlu terkocoh-kacah pun kan???hehe..me somehow same je ngan semua org, semua benda pun nak buat pada saat2 akhir!!Typical me!!

To all, happy new year!It's back to school time=)

Kasihnya Ibu Membawa Ke Syurga

Salam...

Entri ini tercetus setelah beberapa hari perasaan hiba ini bergalang di hati..
I went to my eldest bro house warming at Alam Budiman, Shah Alam 2..
Me, ready in my Indonesian tie n dye batik.

As far as I concerned the area is well known as Puncak Alam.I saw UiTM campus on the way to his house.That was my very first time heading to that area from Bangi on my own. My hubby was in Australia that day. I tried to get help from GPS, but as usual I did not know on how to use it, hehe...poor me(I'm blind with all those gadgets!!, my colleagues used to call me 'Buta IT' last time)But in time, I'l find my way to the IT world..otherwise I wont have this boring blog rite=p)

I finally arrived my bro's place when they already performed their Solat Maghrib and was reciting yasin..haha..at least, I managed to be there to mengAminkan doa.
my bro the happy host

I like the house design n my nephew's, Ahmad Dhiaul Haq new bed, n his collections of girly story books, haha..but it's not my point here.
my dad as alwez akan jd org dapur

I need to leave early since I'm driving alone. So after finishing my meal n had some talk with my family members,


I walked to my car. My mom yelled, "Nanti jgn lupa amik lauk"..oh my, my mom will always have food to give to all her children..Whenever we meet at any occasion, any place, any reason..Org dulu2 kata, bingkisan. So before I left, I took the well packed food..yeah, it's all in the same sized microwave oven safe containers(mak beli tau kat kedai cina tu),put in 2 layers plastic bag(supaya tak meleleh keluar kalau tumpah) n together with a basin(tak lah goyang2 dlm kereta ko nanti)..
See the way mom prepared it

I always had a thought in my mind, can I do the same to my children??Mak will always be EXTRA prepared everytime she travels to see her sons and daughters..ops, credit to Ayah sebab AYAH WILL BE THE ONE WHO COOKS!Tp ayah akan buat benda yg mak dah plan..well, they are GOOD TEAM!

When I arrived home, I quickly open the bingkisan (balik nanti panaskan ape yg patut, nanti kang basi)..n I sat down in tears..
clockwise:Rendang daging, bubur asyura, pulut kuning, n kari ayam

I was alone there, the food are for my husband..he likes pulut kuning so much, eversince we married, my mom n dad will prepare pulut kuning everytime we balik Kuala Selangor without fail..N if he couldt join any kenduri, gathering etc..there'll always be a ""bingkisan" for him

I just love the way my parents showed their love for their children..this is one example of 1001 ways they had shown..despite of any negative views some people would say to the way they raised us..To me, every parents will give their BEST to their children..n I believe my parents had and will always do the best for us, in their own way..The question is: Had I done enough for my parents n Can I do the same to my children later? Eventhough I do not have any kids for now, but I know somehow, somewhen I will...n I want to be as good as my parents!

Mak N ayah , U ARE SIMPLY THE BEST!!

SATU kasih yang abadi, tiada tandingi DIA yang satu
DUA sayang berpanjangan, membawa ke syurga kasihnya Ibu
TIGA lapar dan dahaga, rela berpayahan setianya Ayah