nice story indeed ...

Salam

this story was sent from my aunt to our family's mailing list. i think it's quite interesting as well as a tear jerker too. (but yeah, its quite long so ppl, do survive it ok ;) worth ur reading time i tell u. huhu but no money back guarantee laa..)

--------------

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away.

He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.

'Who stole the money?' he asked.

I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault,

so he said, 'Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!'

He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said,`

Dad, I was the one who did it!' The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly.

Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath.

After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, 'You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you are possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!'

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened.'

I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years went by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old.

When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother,

'Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?'

Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,' What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?'

At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said, 'Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books.'

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face.

'Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies!'

And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, 'A boy has to continue his study; if not; he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. ' I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university. Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow;

'Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you.'

I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice. That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old.

With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university. One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me,

'There's a villager waiting for you outside!'

Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand.

I asked him, 'Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?'

He replied with a smile, ” Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?”

I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, 'I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?'

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, 'I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one.'

I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.

I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.

After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, 'Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!' But she told me with a smile,

'It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.'

I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like hundreds of needles pricked in my heart. I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, 'Does it hurt?' I asked him..

'No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet ...Even that could not stop me from working.'

In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face. That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.

After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want.

They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them. He said, 'Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of Mom and Dad here.'

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital.

My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the plaster cast on his leg, I grumbled, 'Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you - you are suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?'

With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, 'Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?'

My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said,
'But you lack in education only because of me!'

'Why do you talk about the past?' he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.

My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, 'Who is the one person you respect and love the most?'

Without even taking a time to think, he answered,' My sister.' He continued by telling a story I could not even remember.

'When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers.

She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her.'

Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me.I found it hard to speak, 'In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother, 'And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.

Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you in any way!

God is just so good and He's good all the time.
Remember, prayer does change things! Have a blessed day.

Please think of this.

'The act cannot be compared. It is only when you are in love and really love someone that you can go this length.Its good to be in love.'

Have a lovely week.

****

salam

last weekend was filled with weddings.

sabtu was hanisah's sister 's wedding ( Musfirah & Syamil Salmi). mama, me & imang went to hanisah's mansion (dengan izin, cewah) . siyes rumah cam hotel/ resort bebeh~ huhu agak jakun la gue. ahad tu plak anak kawan mama @ shah alam. then went to jeram, tgk hikmat. well sbenanye nak letak gamba di bwh ni je, so i thot mayb had to describe sket2 .

terjumpe atirah si ibu menawan ;) bersame anak comelnye Marwan (yg sgt la rupe munze)

(sila abaikan muke pelik gue -,-)

eh yesterday kununnye had to do something progressive kan, so i started jogging altho a bit late, around 9a.m kot keluar rumah, afterwards did some sit ups , well terpengaruh dgn article kat yahoo, so i copied theyre sit up . adui kesan die.. agak terase kot a flat stomach, but together with muscle strain. hoho due to lacking of exercise la kan..so... skang jalan pelan2 je le cm org tua -,-;..

oh, ye. to those who's using maxis (bill) esp. the ones on family plus line, u might wanna check ur bill. check la whthr their calculating ur bills correctly. cuz i checked mine, and byk diorang tersalah kira, contohnye, mama's line , they didnt include in the family plus line. so if i call mama (wc supposedly free) diorang charge like any other domestic calls. this has been going on since the day the line was registered (march!) so.. i had to call maxis to fix this. nanti diorang akan tolak la bill semula. hee just some info lah ;)

"It is in men as in soils where sometimes there is a vein of gold which the owner knows not"

Jonathan Swift (1667-1745)


saya suke quote for today ni!!

HUMMER

yeaps, i saw a Hummer tadi, (i think it was Hummer H3) while i was waiting for imang, she was buying her contact lense's solution at the nearest pharmacy. kat keramat permai. near shah jahan maju. huhu. who wud've thot, kaye jugak org keramat nih?!! i mean like, REAL KAYAA o_O;!!!

ye2, like this one ah i saw just now, black H3. kilat2 summore beb.. plate no. WKT 1. huhu

becoz according to takudin, hummer ni susah nak nampak kat malaysia ni. tahap macam bole kira la bape biji ada kat msia ni. bole tak there's even a forum topic at Motor Trader, "HUMMER in Malaysia, seen any?" . so maksudnye very, very rare indeed la for us to actually seen a Hummer here. thats why la i was so gile Jakun bila nampak hummer td. (as jakun as i was when i saw lamborghini beside my car aritu. cis forgot to blog that. haha) haha. well reason for its rare existence of kos la sbb ianya MAH~~HAL~~.. haha (imang, nada feeling~ dlm cite indon tuh. hahahhaa).

anyways,, hummer ni is american made (of kos) and super mahal cuz they re built for tough. and rough. u might wanna test drive them kat dalam hutan belantara,, atas batu2 besar nuh. theyre even being used for military purpose, like the US army use the H1 in the war at Iraq & Afghan .. but oso the rich kat US tu have them for luxurial purpose where u can find (on the net of kos!) that there's even hummer limo yg paaannjangg lah kan, maybe siap bole main bola dalam tuh gaknye! (of kos la gambo dalam internet tu the hummer limo was filled with sexy mexy makcik2 - symbol of the luxuriness i guess). personally i think the design mcm kotak je..haha but who am i to comment on kete2 mahal ni kan, but if en.kahar nampak tu sure die jakun gile. cuz he's a (massive) fan of kete2 kotak&tough america nih. haha

well, besar periuk, besar lah keraknya kan, needless to say, this expensive car yg engine dia big & watnots ni, use a very high consumption of oil. dont get me started with the road tax insurance watnot. heheh seems like not a wise choice to drive around with today kan. padan la aku tgk makcik owner td tu muke die ketat je time nak masuk kete. hahah (eh tp kalo org kaye peduli ape kan, leh bli kete juta2, takkan la takat another puluhan ribu to cover road tax insurance petrol takleh nak luak kan..hahaihh..)

appetite

salam

lately i kinda losing my appetite. esp nasi. kalo roti ke, lamb chop ke (ewah kau!) anything yg tidak berapa nasi, bole la, but when it comes to makan nasi... hm susahhhh nye nak abiskan! which is good la in a way cuz jimat sket an sbb beras pun mahal. haha

neway i browse punye browse, jumpe la this article kat TIME.com yg i copy paste kat bawah ni. hopefully it'll be useful for all of us.

what makes u eat more food

1. time of day

Through routine, we condition our bodies to expect breakfast, lunch and dinner at the same time each day, says Randy Seeley, a professor of psychiatry at the University of Cincinnati." Part of the reason you're hungry at noon is because that's the time you've eaten for the last 100 days."

2. Sight

Research using MRIs shows that brain patterns of people viewing photos of foods they like and foods they don't like are "very different," Seeley says. "The body anticipates when food is about to enter the system." And that's why your mouth starts watering when you see Mom's pie.

3. Variety

Even after eating a large meal, we often "make room" for dessert, because a desire for sweets hasn't been satisfied. Ann Gaba, a registered dietitian at New York Presbyterian Hospital, says that sometimes all it takes is a bit of fruit in a salad during a meal to curb a sugar craving.

4. Smell

Scent is one of the key ways we cue our bodies that food is near. Once the trigger goes off, it can induce the insulin secretion that makes us think we're hungry. Says Sharron Dalton, a nutrition professor at New York University: "Smell and sight alone activate the appetite cascade."

5. Alcohol

Drinking has not been scientifically proved to stimulate appetite, but too much beer, wine or liquor can impair judgment, causing us to eat more. "Most people who are on a diet will say it's a lot harder to push themselves away from the table if they've been drinking," observes Seeley.

(definitely not an option la kan for us muslims ;p)

6. Temperature

The colder the temperature, the more people tend to eat, which is why restaurants often keep thermostats low. "Your metabolism drops when it's time to eat, and eating warms you up," says David Ludwig, professor of pediatrics at Harvard. "Heat is a satiety signal."

(no wonder i'm always full.. malaysia kan bersuhu khatulistiwa)

7. Refined Carbs

After a meal heavy in refined carbohydrates, like white pasta, the body may crave food again within only a few hours. These foods cause blood sugar to drop, and "when our blood sugar is crashing, we're going to be a lot more interested in food in general," Ludwig says.


wah2, entry kali ni agak ilmuwan! hahah.. ekceliii i lyke the variety pics yg bisa melelehkan itu. . :) eh, does that mean in order to keep my appetite, i'll hv to eat all those nice& cantik foods oni? hahaha kool eh. now i got good excuse to makan expensive2 ;)

tag satu menet

1 minit yang lalu, apa anda buat?
- membaca tag ini daripada blog uswah & imang untuk mencuri & meniru jawapan. (dah terbiasa dlm kelas asik meniru ke? haaaaa)

1 hari yang lalu, apa anda buat?
- 1 hari yg lalu tu smalam ke kelmarin? smalam - duduk rumah, berangan nak cari keje part time kat G.E.M, end up tgk KAMI dari epi 1 - 8. hmm bole la layan cite tuh tp epi 1-5/6 dragging sgt duk flashback..letih pun ade

1 hari lagi, apa anda akan buat?
- esok? hmm no idea (tade sape nak kasi keje part time ke.. huhuuhu)

1 orang yang terakhir menelefon kamu?
- adak, ajak teman gi mydin kol 11 nih.

1 makanan yang baru dibeli?
- nasi lemak td, yg dibeli oleh papa

1 barang yang baru hilang?
- kebebasan mengguna laptopku T_T (tade la baru sgt)

1 cerita yang baru ditonton?
- kartun budak kecik (tatau ape tajuk) sebelum tu MHI review pasal cite Sepi.. mcm bes je bunyi soundtracknye. cite nye pun mcm agak.

1 hal yang terakhir digosipkan?
- dengan makmah & takudin - cite pasal masalah remaja/ org dewasa zaman skarang..ish3 (haha)

1 kata yang ingin diluahkan?
- dah proses ke belum? bile nak panggil interview.

1 buku yang sudah dibaca?
- WHO ARE THE ILLUMINATI - Lindsay Porter . cey tipu gile baru bace bape muke surat dh tertido! tp attempt nak bace tu ade ok

1 penyakit yang sering datang?
- jerawat . haha kire penyakit la tu an

1 keinginan?
- nak keje gaji byk boleh.. plis...
- eh nak 2 keinginan lah, lg 1, sile turunkan harga minyak dengan kadar yyg agak byk boleh??? plissssss


haha thanks to uswah, dapat la jugak i hapdet this blog when im already running out of idea.. smalam masak maggi goreng, ingatkan nak amik gambo pehtu bg resipi mcm post kat bwh ni. tp pk balik, mcm picisan abis je kan maggi goreng pun nak diresipi&amikgambakan ke. haha.
eh nadia juga harus ditag sbb die duk umah berpantang&melayari internet je! jadi nad, pecah kaca pecah salad, sudah baca harap buat. (peh, pantun k)

kek batik biskut marie

salam

hah today i've made my 3rd kek batik in this week! hahaha senang banget + sedap sampai kene buat berulang kali! haha


sangat senang buatnye that i dont hv to refer to recipe dah! ni ha bahan2 nye:

• biskut marie
• 1/2 butter
• telur 1 biji
• milo (dalam 1 atau stengah cawan)
  
• cocoa powder van houten (atau yg sewaktu dengannye) (lebey kurang satu cawan atau lebih)
  
• susu pekat (1/4 tin atau 1/2 secukup rasa la)
  
• susu sejat (1/4 atau 1/2 , juge secukup rasa)
  
• nestum (saje je tanak pun takpe)
  
• gula secukup rasa

cara2:
1. cairkan butter lam periuk (jgn sampai hangus!!! advisable to use api kecik)
2. pecahkan telur, gaul terus
3. letak milo
4. letak cocoa powder tuh
5. letak la segala2 bahan2 lain tu mengikut rasa yg sesuai. haha
6. gaul coklat tuh.. bile dh agak2 mendidih, tutup api,
7. letak biskut marie yg dah pecah 2/ pecah 4. gaul2 dengan sebati..kasi penuh2 je biskut tuh.. tp jgn penuh sgt .. asalkan sume biskut berbalut ngan coklet tuh..
8. letak kesemua yg dah bercampur tu lam loyang atau apa2 bekas. mampat2kan die.
9. letak dlm fridge. kalo nak cepat, letak je dlm freezer.
10. slepas lebih kurang 3 jam atau lebih, bole la dimakan

sangat mudah!!! sile lah sume mencuba :)))))

haha tade sukatan yg tepat la..sbb i main campak2 je. agak2 pekat sangat, tambah la air ke susu sejat ke ape ke..up to u. ha tp kalo ye pun, korang search je recipe kek batik biskut marie ni kat internet. skelip mata berbagai2 cara / ingredients tersedia depan mata :) makanya korang pilih ja mana yg senang dan tak membuang byk masa korang. heheh

haish..smenanye ade amik gamba yg agak kelihatan lebih lazat drpd gambadi atas, tp cacat sket fon tu tah kenape so ade gamba yg di atas je le.

cacat update:
- laptop ku mcm weng sket.. takleh nak masuk window T__T.. pastu bile takudin cek, my C macam dah takde.. huuuuu Y_______Y
- henfon ni ntah knape bile nak cek gamba2 ade beberape file yg agak corrupt so they effect fon tu jd hang2 sket atau jam2 sket. adoi.. Y_Y

camping asmaul Husna escapade @ cerakah

salam
PAGI!! (cewah..all heated up huh..)

my entire last week was busied with this ESQ camping thing at bukit cerakah. we (me & imang) were put under Logistic Department (which to this day, i stil vaguely know our exact operational task) and oso we were put incharged of the presents/prizes . so it involved lotsa shoppings, kinda therapeutic u know, shopping fooods (mostly) trying our best spending rm1000. yeah, believe me, it kinda need some effort to reach that. haha. tp best gak le.

who knew mydin subang rupe2nye agak class& bes (banding ngan kat chow kit punye!) hahah

the camping was quite messed up. i'd say pretty messed up, but we as the AJK, did our best handling the situation, the participants. i luv our team. the logistic team. theyre amazing. we, are amazing. i luv being around them, new ppl, new expectations, new approaches, new experiences.. i guess when we gotta meet & know new ppl, we tend to see things diffrently. we tend to see life from their angle. we open our eyes. i love (almost) all the other AJKs too, i mean, they were nice. there are a bunch of guys ( plus girls too, o course) who are totally nice. like hands down. and the only thing thats quite bothering me is that im like the eldest among the (kinda) group. (oh yea ade la jugak yg sebaya i but most of the other ajks are like 19, 20..haha. tapi byk je juge makcik2 yg wayy out of my league, like 40++, 50++ ;p) there's a smell of jealousy there cuz theyre at such a young age and me like 5 years ahead of them, and they already know wat to do with their lives while at the same time they stil hv plenty time exploring and all, and here i am like, stuck. like, hesitating. haha. but u see, meeting new ppl, makes u open ur eyes. and for the first time i do realize tht im old. dammit.

but then yeah, life is what happened when ure busy making ur excuses (or so the simple plan sang it). so it kinda hit me that i shall not waste anymore time. (cewah, is it drumroll playing oredi? haha)

the Logistic Team

from left: the quitemanja wani, the ever so energetic alya, the youngest&lemah lembut ilya, the tough&rajin&transporter imang (sedap la ko angkut org bwk Stream.haha). missing in pic: me, hanisah.


sebok mengsiapkan signages untuk dipasang

left: kitorang dalam hutan.

right: kitorang dalam bas hutan. hhehe bes bas die tade tingkap sejuk je angin masuk :D

anyway the camping was my 1st time having session with Pak Ary. way i see it, the module are much the same, like when i was attending the mahasiswa with Pak Firdaus (wc obviously sgt kiut & klaka and he was there too, that nite ;p ) so its like a recharge for me. its good to get recharged. and i luv the asmaul husna. best! so this weekend there's gonna be another training exec so if i'm rajin enuff, mayb i ll go recharge skali lg. dekat je kat flamingo. wani already asked if wanna be the ATS for that too. hehehe looks like my heavy bones replied her text saying 'tgk la dulu mcmane.' hahaha. i think i'm quite occupied la ths weekend tho i still cant figure out apekah ia ;) hehe

i S0 respect how makcik diana handled quite like evrything. it was quite a shock la watching her handle almost evrything. i mean, usually (like mmg usually) evry programme wud have their AJKs divided into teams, and there will be like the headcoms etc2, and the headcoms will worry their own problems, but this prog, makcik diana was like the PC (prog coordinator) and at the same time she was busting her head with the technical problems, the canopies, transportations, etc etc. so i was like in a state of awe la jugak looking how she multitasked. hehe i see my nenek's daughters hv always been ones with a..strong will power :D alhamdulillah. well even tho the prog was not quite succeed as we hoped it wud be, but alhamdulillah we managed to pull it. i quote my courageous auntie, mc.diana saying "lantak la kalo diorang nak marah, kite buat prog ni pun bukan kerana die, kerana Allah. kite dah cube yg terbaik dh" so we got thru it all with that niat in mind. Lillahi ta'ala :) so when we put Allah first, we dont feel that much pressure. well, as long as we kept betulkan niat.. hehe (eventho there's always some cute guys around. haha n i quite messed up a lot. with some parents, some participants.. hahaha)

so..ok la gak..something to keep me occupied & alert & bz & bla3.

i've finished House season 4, oso Grey's season 4 (padahal i nvr even watched the season 123. both of them) and now am finishing my name is earl. hahaii how cud i not luv sitting around at home??!

As strong as you were, tender you go
I'm watching you breathing for the last time
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet
I know what it means and I'll carry you home
I'll carry you home
James Blunt - Carry you home

June the ninth

30 years ago, papa married mama on this very day.

and now here we are.. complete with grandsons :)

papa with 3 boys (bangah's missing in the pic) in the family

all the girls in family (including mc.asfa)

congratulations pama for all these yrs u hv spent together.. may Allah blessed us all in all the years to come.. amiinnn


31 days ago, i got called to the bar.. and as promised..below are some pics. tapi ada gambo yang takde, contohnye gamba ngan mama papa & both bosses.. huhuh mane tah mama save gambo2 tersebut.

@bar room left wing, last pic with the rented robe. haha (watch the poyo face :p)

with taQdin, outside the court room RKK 2

terjumpa lynn kat RKK. hehe slambe je amik gambo depan murali.

wah2,, personally i think the feeling being called to the bar was more 'wow' than being graduated from uia . hehe.mayb cuz of the speech, etc2. and i was robed by my own papa himself! wahaha besst. Dato' Abdul Kadir Musa J memang best! its like we were being honoured individually. unlike convo kat U tuh, laju2 je jalan atas pentas tuh. haha.

alhamdulillahh....

er.. and today here i am stil idling at home, loving evry seconds of it :) hahaha

hell yeah, i do wanna work. i just do. but. (there's always the but here) but nobody's hiring. haha like that an excuse, rite?

bodo punye petrol price hike.

now its RM2.70 per litre, ppl.

no need for me to curse summore bout the increased oil price (petrol 40% . diesel 63%)
it wud be endless, believe me.

so i suggest u ppl read k.afzan's version here, cuz she blabbed better ;) (always luv her writing anyway)


i seriously have no idea why the govt is so .... hm . no point arguing here when evrybody seems to be getting the idea oredy. wtf la the pm was thinking. to condone the citizens' complaints by comparing our oil prices with the non-producer countries like s'pore? seriously bull. try instead compare with other oil centric nations especially from the middle east. This was reported to be way lower where in the UAE is RM1.19 per litre, Egypt (RM1.03), Kuwait (67sen), Saudi Arabia (38sen), Nigeria (32sen) and Venezuela (16sen).

ergh.. mmg sakit hati, mmg disgusting.
but we ppl of no power, wat to do eh..

aaa lepas ni tak bergerak ke mane2 la gue....

u know, some ppl wudnt really sweat this thing out cuz, 1st, mayb they have all the money in the world, wud maybe even own a debit card (mayb provided by the rich daddy (sugar or not doesnt matter. haha), or mayb out of his own effort) or 2nd, well for the love of the mothernature, they find it bagus as ppl wud care more bout the environment. haha. tickled me. or 3rd, mayb its cuz they dont even drive. cis.

during the heat of the election they said no oil price hike when the opposition said there'd be one (or two, or more) . but hey. lidah bercabang lah kate. see wat happen now eh..

ergh.. seriously disgusting. i've always hate politics. they say wat ppl wanna hear, they reason out their assurance to make ppl believe. later later they do wat ppl had been complaining in the first place. then reason it kononnye wisely. sheesh. ni belum cite pasal harga beras yg oso have increased. oh, oso not to mention the bil letrik. ergh

think im gonna vomit now.

new babies alert

Salam ppl

yea, yea...its been a while. even my fren nadia pun sempat bersalin btwn the idle. haha.
below is her newborn., ammar b. ahmad . sangat comellss!!~~ hehehe wat amused us all is that, he carries his mum's gene, his pinky fingers resembles nad's! haha, bengkok sket cmtu :D





haa this cute record breaker is sarah's newborn (well not that new dah la nampaknye. hehe) , Syed Sabiq namanye.. i say he breaks record sbb while he's only 2wks+ old, dah bole senyum! hehe comel kannnn~~ (oh but the record tuh btwn sarah's family la. i dont know bout other other ppl kan, mayb dh ade yg lahir2 je dh senyum gaknye. haha)



ohh haha below is not baby anymore lah (like, obviouslyy..haha). this is shema, on her engagement day! hehe so beautiful la she was in that colour + mekap MAC yg mahal ituh + oso with melekat crown on her head tuh. oso very expensiv juge... hehe bole la org dah keje beb..

congrats shema!! am looking fwd for ur wedding! hm sori sgt kite tak dpt gi majlis pertunangan tersebut, hopefully i wont miss ur wedding. ngehehe am so obliged to go arent i? cewah.