Everything Happens For A Reason. Everything Happens.

promises.

Wed, 06 Jan 2010 11:37:42 GMT

i realized that each time i promised to blog about a certain event/topic,
i never do.

alas,
i will blog when i have the time.

i am settling into the childcare-work-childcare-cook-laundry routine.

supermom?
nope.

i don't think there is such a thing.
but there is such a thing as having too much to do
or having to want to do too much.

so anyway,
my favourite taitai will be leaving.
*miss*

now, to make milk for the boy.
and watch some tv.

and hey it is thursday tomorrow!~

whee.

risau.

Sat, 26 Dec 2009 07:07:51 GMT

yang rapat dan kenal anak aku,
tau sesangat perangai dia.

lagi2 part dia nampak pompuan.
-_-

an instruction like
"ikhsan, hold hands"
will see him holding hands alright,
with my galpals.

the chicas and nora have gotten their fair share of sloppy wetkisses form ikhsan.
and how he will hold his hands
and squeeze in to get a picture with them.

i'm sure they remember the time the chicas cameover to give me a birthday surprise,
post-separation,
and ikhsan was being oh-so-generous with kisses,
(i like the look on haf's face.)

and then the one where atie got married?

dari atie, anak dara,
ke tunang orang,
ke isteri orang,
sampai dah nak jadi mak budak.

(haf&atie's baby shower)

and with his bday-sama fren?
ikhsan bagi kasih, sama rata.

even the ones older than him are not spared.
at the p5 camp, he chose to sit, initially next to my VP,
then in between my P and VP!

nora&dil?
dil's competitor is a 4-year old.
kwang3.

for about 2 years now.
HAHA!

you see,
this thing about ikhsan is very noticeable.

so, when we had our lunch with wantomoi's colleague and his girlfriend,
wan said,
"dia ni kalau nampak perempuan,
dia paitao kita dua."

and so, it happened.

during the fagbreak,
ikhsan sat oh-so-closely to the girl.
and oh, did i mention, he held her hands
while walking to the exit.

and at kfc yesterday?
he heard the laughs of a young girl.
his eyes lit up.
looked at their direction.
told mama and unclewantomoi to sit down,
while he go off to wash his hands.

at the washbasin,
he kept on washing his hands and turning his head around to see the girl.

and when he came back,
wan told him to,
"say hello".

he did not,
of course.

and like my parents like to recall,
during his Iman Kindergarten days,
when he would call out to Nur Qistina,
walk next to her, cover his mouth and said, "nur qistina!"
(as if, it wasn't him who called out to her.)

and the icing on the cake?
when he opened the doors of the girl's dad's car.

-_-

that's my lil' heartthrob.

don't break hearts,
but if you do get your big heart of gold broken,
mama's here to listen to you.

22Dec2009 - Chicas MeetUp

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 04:20:55 GMT

the meet-up was changed and finalized.
this time around,
everyone could make it.
:)

nurul requested for spaghetti and some ice-cream.
paddlepop to be precise.

i bought leggos' bolognaise and carbonara.
only to realize that the carbonara one isn't halal.
ada bacon segala.
got it changed,
and bought extra spaghetti.
fried the chickens,
and bought loads of icecream from esso.
cleaned up the house to the best i could manage.
-_-
oh, then i fried rice.

yes, loads to eat.

i think everyone has gotten used to the
makan, makan and more makan
at my place.
mesti ada benda nak kunyah.
and thus, the expanding waistlines.

atie&hady naufal and ayu came together.
about an hour or two later, it was nurul&amin.
then hafiz,
wantomoi,
and finally,
salleh.

i had a lot of fun listening to them talk about marriage plans and
bachelor party.
it was hilarious.

soon, we will all start work again.
and then, we'd all be busy once more.

thank you once again for making wantomoi feel at ease.
i think this is the only post-divorce bf that them chicas can really click with.

may the network of support and love continue to see us thorugh to the time when,
everyone has lil' juniors,
and till everyone,
gets
their
driving licenses.

20Dec2009 - JurongBirdPark

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 07:04:43 GMT

ikhsan is short of two months to being 5 years old.
:)

the rainy season has started.
wan looked out the window and said,
nah it won't rain. yoe see, wind blowing to west side.

to which, i answered.
that's where we are heading larh!

so, i drove up,
saw the jurong island sign, freaked out,
u-turned.

then i said, let's try that again,
and ta-da!

we found jurong birdpark!

and we bought tickets.
a combi of the hollywood dinos and the birdpark admission,
and of course,
panorail.
hee.

we managed to catch two bird shows.
the birds&buddies shows
the kings of the skies show
and
capoeira.

wan was super-excited watching the shows.
apparently lories and all
don't appeal to him.
cos he has them as pets.
-_-

and then we went to the different aviaries.

ikhsan fed the lories.

we went to see the largest man-made waterfall.

man-made or not, it was beautiful.
and so, imagine if it was created by Him,
superb, won't it be.

ikhsan wanted to take pictures with all of the african statues.
-_-

we then decided to take a fag-break,
what with the slight drizzle and all,
we could not see that many birds anyway.

so...

before heading off to the hollywood dinos.

thank god, we did got out of birdpark.
because,
when we boarded the panorail,

*phew*

12dec2009 - Treats for Ikhsan

Sat, 19 Dec 2009 06:05:47 GMT

the OldMates met up again.
i intended to bring ikhsan out for his shopping.
wantomoi wanted to collect his mobile phone.
apit was bored and was instructed by nanie,
who had to work,
to go out.

so we started with two,
and ended up with,
five.

ikhsan hits the arcades

he had a field day going round and picking games,
and choosing his sidekick.
and really,
having a license doesn't mean you can play the car games very well horh.
(if a person can manouvre those car in arcades, they'd probably make scary drivers.)

gimme motocross, anytime.
:))

so ikhsan,
became a gunman.

and then a reckless taxi driver,

a drummer, of sorts,

a striker, somehow,

a bowler,

all in the span of the hour or so.

and then apit did this,

and the boy in green,
thought it was a cool thing to imitate this mister,

and so,

the boy imitated.
-_-

and when we went home,
ikhsan played with his choice of toys,

and then nanie came over,

and we headed for supper.
been quite a while we did that,

i messaged nanie, asking if she was hungry.
she said, yes and asked if i cooked.
though it was possible,
i was thinking more of a 24hr foodjoint.
and apit suggested,
7-eleven.
-_-

apit ordered maggi goreng,
much to our protests.

and then ikhsan told nanie,
"tadi, uncle apit, pakai helmet, naik motor kat, tempat main-main tuh."

and we had quite a meal.

what was it about losing weight?
i call it water retention larh.
but wan?
dah buncit per.
haha.

i shall now throne,
apit,
abang-abang body.

and if it was any sooner,
we were due to meet the next day.
:)

06december2009 - OldMates Random MeetUp.

Sat, 19 Dec 2009 05:41:14 GMT

and so it is here.
the rainy season.

oldpals wed.
oldmates meet up.

it has been super fun.

i am still bowled over by ikhsan's lil concert that day.

but on to what we did after that.
apit contacted wan,
and we told him,
ikhsan has got a gig.
tengah sound check.
haha.

and voila.

we met the parents-to-be.

you see, wan has been going on and on and on,
about how he and apit were once close,
and then yada-yada-yada.
i swore if i heard that one more time,
we are so gonna drive down to cck.

so, rindu dah terubat.

then we hung around some more,
and sat at "istana park".
ok ok.
most real,
kat ramp, civic centre.
HAHA.

and waited for

i couldn't get a much flattering photo.
afiq just woke up.
therefore, a tad bit cranky.
if i remembered correctly,
apit woke him up.

even after a rather heavy meal at pizzahut,
i know the guys were still hungry,
so we headed to the pasar malam
and got some vadeii, and drinks.
ikhsan got some cheapo toys, that broke within half an hour of purchase.
played some 80balls game.

which got some of us rather frustrated.
-_-

then we went around to sit and eat.

and then i told wan,
hey, now they are the married ones,
and i am the single one.
*kening ternaik-naik*

we had our fun,
promised to do this again, soon,
insya-Allah,
and parted ways.

and despite the rather meaningless quarrel
i had with wan,
i think he is good.
and yes,
we are dating.

the loot.

Fri, 11 Dec 2009 03:53:05 GMT

yesterday's trip to the mom's place was successful.

they don't let me get a xmas tree so i grabbed this.

and i have always wanted something on my coffee table.
so i grabbed,

i grabbed one more,
but my mom was pleading for me to put it back.

she kept on saying, "nanti aku belikan kau baru nyer larhh!"

and i opened her wardrobe, and asked,
ada baju kurung yang tak muat?
went away with two blue baju kurung.

gerek per.

haha.

i was eyeing for chairs too.
and she asked, "kau nak kerusi?"

fuh. next target.

and then wan and i looked at the apple tree and at each other,
"mana nak pi letak ehk?"
wahahaha.

and mom just had to ask wan,
"rumah dia berserak tak wan??"

weii.

hullaballoo~

Thu, 10 Dec 2009 01:57:40 GMT

so the holiday has dawned upon us, teachers.
and it has been a week since the official break.

i have not done much work eversince i have stopped reporting to work.
bond is ending next year.
and so the question is,
will i stay or will i leave.

truth be told,
i don't think there is any greener pastures
other than teaching.

true,
the pay sucks if you ain't a degree holder.
the workload suck, if you don't know how to manage time.
the stakeholders can be a pain in the neck, if you don't know how to keep them in your good books.

i know i can outlast myself in the teaching profession.
but sometimes,
the call to work in the customer service line is a lil' bit louder.
then i think,
shift work.
i can't handle that.

office hours, with 14 days leave.
i can't handle that.

i have a son.
and shared holidays sounds good.
he is all eager to set foot down under.
and so am i.

and who knows,
i may even land myself there.
like ree.
but, that will take a lot of push-and-pull factor.

so, i am taking a break from teaching for this month.
will attack those worksheets and slides again towards week 3.

meet-ups have been arranged.
i really don't know how it is for them,as it is for us.
wan and i are still going "wan tomoi and arafah eh?"
howell,
now, now,
i am not saying i am gonna last this out till my second "once-in-a-lifetime" experience.

what's the rush, i say.
well you know how it is.
and i am sure,you know how i am.

the parental unit has been supportive.
they have always been,
eventhough i know they grit their teeth at times over my decisions.

so, i am planning for a get-together with the chicas.
possibly a lil' updates on nurul's&amin's wedding.
may i suggest polaroid photos for guestbook.
i will gladly do that for yours,nora.

oh, talking about photos.
my brother has joined the ranks of photographer enthusiast.
small-scale.
very indy.
go on, get his services if you need.

back to the get-together.
gonna see what naufal has been up to.

and see how ayu is doing in the new relationship.

then, when the time comes,
hide wantomoi.
*grins*

a fellow Oi! mate is getting married.
make it two.
i know both.
i may not been around for long,
or the 90s,
but i have been around long enough,
year 2000, actually.
long enough,
to make friends, and keep them.

so, i wish them eternal bliss,
this sha&khidir.
really hope you two have fought out all possible quarrels since dunno-when,
and live the rest of your married life in eternal bliss and Allah's blessings.

which reminds me,
i haven't gotten into a quarrel with wan, since...
last week.

a bit too scary this
settling into comfortable coupledom.

which brings me to the topic of abg aim.
i am taking this chance to fade away.
words may have, and surely have been exchanged.
he wouldn't change in an instant.
not that i would care, anyway.
consulted my 007, who said, it was indeed a good move.
since, it had always been status quo on my part,
so long as the change was not suggested by me.
i am very much in the clear.

living in ang mo kio...
has never been my decision.
it has been the one in my past who made the decision.
i have, grown accustomed to this neighbourhood.
and this part of singapore.

i am quite well-versed in bedok too.
especially the bedok south avenue 1 area.
which reminds me,
i better drop by and see my grandma.

mom asked, when i can finally sell off the house.
next year, november.
and i will prolly be a rich, single mom.
but, that means i have to buy a new flat in some ulu area like
punggol and sengkang,
and "grow with the neighbourhood and see its progress" (and all the construction).

went through that when i was in yew tee.
didn't like it one bit.

so, let' s see what happen in november 2011.
i can make tonnes of cash if i do sell.
but that brings me to the question of where will i stay.
and yew tee is out of the equation.

though, it brings lots of plus points for me.
but it comes with a price, of course.
independence.

oh yes, i am one for socializing.
and having friends over.
and going out almost every weekend.
and coming back oh-so-late.
and eating when i want to,
and cooking when i feel like it.

so i shall leave yew tee kingdom to
queen bee, hazizah.

oh, may i add,
i fold my clothes,
if i have the mood.

i have plants now.
outside my house.
they are the indoor kind, but hdb is kinda indoor enough for me.

wan asked where the water feature was,
i said "terbalik".
which reminds me,
i have to thank nurul for clearing up with me after that day.
and i have yet to forgive myself for letting haf&atie witness the pisau panjang incident.

ikhsan will be five next year.
he said he sayang-ed abah when he was two.
but not now.
i can't be bothered to ask why.
nor go into too much details.
he is a young boy with his own ideals.

he knows when mama is sad,
and who causes it.
and he will tell the person off.

he rarely listens to me,
but i was expecting too much when i want
ikhsan to sit down,
when there is an open space waiting for him to run around.

call him naughty or ill-disciplined.
i call him a child.

have you seen him, when he pulls me away from oncoming traffic.
(albeit the car is miles away)
have you seen him, bring a drink for friends,
have you seen him, buy something, and say, "one more for kakak?"
have you seen him greet his teachers and his friends, in the sweetest voice,
(before he launches into power-rangers mode)
and
have you seen him, when he goes all "mama ada duit tak? buy one toy can?"
or
"mama, go esso buy hotdogs only. no toys okay."
and when i see him looking at the toys, i will say,
"grab one, quick. before i change my mind."

and how he will go into "clean-up" mode when i say,
"you want to play bubbles, you gotta clear up your toys."
and he will go all "ok! ok!"
and when i check...
"power rangers?" "dah!"
"balls??" "dah"
"bakugan?" "aaaaaaaahh. nanti-nanti."

he studies on his own.
when he feels like it.
i think everything is a learning opportunity.

he sat at the dining table doing his maths,
while i was preparing stuff for my long-time-never-masak maggi goreng.
wan watched on, impressed.
and when ikhsan went away,
i showed him the book cover.
"K2 Mathematics"

he read a book yesterday.
Mr Green Man and Mr Red Man.
it is an EPB publication.
it was a primary school readers.

may i add,
he read it on his own.

my son is smart,
and i think it is a bit of everyone's effort.
my parents' for enrolling him into playgroup.
and teaching him sight words through songs.
karaoke does help.
my friends,
for buying him toys that stimulate his mind.
and for going out with us on our trips
and giving his some advice on "canS" and "cannotS" as we travel around.

and no ayu, a car with not roof,
is not a car for orang miskin, yang tak cukup duit nak buat roof.
HAHA.

my brother, for pampering him when he was young and teaching him a thing or two about music. guitar, pianos, keyboards.

my family for the genes of confidence and courage to voice out.
compassion and love.

my ex-husband, for the sperm,
obviously.
and whatever that he does, when he was around those rare weekends.

and beaus, past and present.

i don't know what is so broken about ikhsan's family.
and i have yet to see the impact of "a child from a broken home",
but we are going to fight those stereotypical thinking,
of them people from the old school.
because.
what was rare then,
is a norm now.

wow, that has been an update.

time to hit the showers.
and my day, would have started,
proper.

now, the video.
for my lj-ers.

ikhsan danced yo.

THE day.

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 17:17:42 GMT

i was more excited than he was.
and i could only imagine what my parents felt when i was up on stage aeons ago.

for i know i was beaming with pride.
and the show has yet to start.

so now,
before you make snide comments about lil' boys who wear stage make up,
i repeat,
stage.make.up.
do reserve your comments.
cos this is one mother, you would not want to mess with.
:)

so, the day started with an early lunch.
stars need energy to perform y'know.

i dropped him off at school,
and went on to the venue.

grassroots club at yck.
so so near my house.

and may i present to you,
his ardent fans.
tok,

nenek,

and uncle wan and mama,

and his get-up.

redsuit.

boogey-ed.

twirling anak dara orang round, and round, and round.

bang-ed.

the curtains were drawn,
and we saw him searching for us in the crowd.
we waved, and we cheered.
and he saw us.

and he waved,
maintaining his boogey.
-_-

he remembered his steps.
and he did them well.

toa payoh west cc kids were outstanding.
i bet the mountbatten parents were in awe too.

there he is,
my lobster boy.

my dad was already running down the steps when they were dismissed,
and quickly said,
"meh sini, amek gambar dengan tok!"

and then, nenek.

and then,
his uncle wantomoi,

and of course,
with me.
:)

my boy looked,
well, like me.

a whole lot,
like.
me.

the apple,
does not fall far
from the tree.

and his confidence up on stage?
definitely, in his genes.
i have been up on stage all through my life in school.
jc killed my interest.
my dad has been singing since forever.
he still is.

and bak was so sweet,
"wan, ur turn, cik amekkan."

and, i was doing the fish2 thang with my hand.
not sure what happened to my legs.
suddenly twisted.

to the teachers of young talents, toa payoh west.
and especially ms nor,
your hardwork has definitely paid off.

the performances were awesome.
the kids knew their steps,
and were not one bit scared nor fumbling.

you all made us parents sitting and watching,
look on in awe of the splendid work you have done.

confidence-building at such a young age.
*thumbs up*

so, here it is.

the lobster...

and that boy who wears stage make-up
and ended up looking like his mom.

mama, is so damn proud of you ikhsan.
i never did worry.
but i got very, very excited.
cos when i initially worried,
i remembered i did this to my parents too.
they supported me all the way.
be it dance,
competition,
or hosting.

and i am doing it back for you.
you have my support.
in everything that you do.
that, well,
is acceptable.

i love you ikhsan.

and i can never say that enough.

Gaz&ShiQ's Wedding Party

Sun, 06 Dec 2009 01:01:08 GMT

it is a party. definitely.
this is what weddings should be made of.
no big deal about dais and colour scheme.
the only wedding-ish bit was the kad jemputan and the berkat.
sweet-sweet ladhu.
you see, a wedding reception,
it should all be about family, friends getting together.
eating good food and talking about good times.
and yes, the bride and groom should look awesome too, in what they are comfortable in.

shiq looks gorgeous.
gaz looks... gaz.

and all the old friends whom i get to meet again, you are looking fine yarh! keep up the good work.

kadir is still funny.
and lil' bit more "sober", i hope.
i did my own introduction to his fiancee.
kns.

and zara, looks gorgeous.
and she is going to fly off back to abu dhabi.
that is oh-so-far-away.
and she is oh-so-slim now.
and still oh-so-cheery.

with juf&gf,nabila, myself and boyp*nat.
HAHA.

yup, that was yazid.
cargo bermudas have been swapped with jubah.
forehead shows signs of prayers and devotion to Him.
all else, aside.
it wasn't as bad as i thought it was.
i guess people have a way of talking.
people deteriorate, they talk.
people change for the better, also get flak.
he is still very much the yazid we all know.
sort of.

i don't think it was blusher.
i think it was blushing.

apa2 mau maintain, jangan fanatic.

*may Allah bless the newlyweds*

ok ok,
for the shoes...

the groom.
the buddy who has always been my rant-and-rave
when i needed one.
but most real,
the one who always have to bluff me and put on this i'm-not-kidding-why-are-you-laughing face.

may Allah bless you and your wife,
and grant you strength and patience to go through the test of time,
together.

congrats mr&mrs wolverine.

from sydney with love.

Thu, 03 Dec 2009 15:01:10 GMT

was really excited for today.

i have not met my girlfriend since what...
pri 6?

and thank god for the internet,
she managed to find me online thru my lj.
and it has been constant contact eversince.

we used to send snail mails
and i used to tear at every mail received.
to know my friend is far away, and settling well.

we are both academically good.
yes, i am proud to state that.
but we were never academically competitive.
we have been in the same kindergarten and all through primary school.

it was a friendship of respect.
cos we never really did step on each others toes.

she has been my support, from afar.
for the times i ranted and raved.

and though it wasn't her who came down,
i felt humbled to be invited to meet up
with the rest.
the other two women who made it through
living in another land.

the boy and i had a late lunch at lot1,
after we did a little shopping.
i really didn't know what to get you ree.
so a lil' souvenir to remind you of the little red dot.

we drove to jelebu.
i missed the entrance, and ikhsan,
knowing i made a wrong turn turned to me and,
patted my back and said,
"nevermind mama."
-_-

we were greeted by the elder aunt.
and i had to say,
"ada orang jaaaaaaaaauh eh kat rumah?"
HAHA.

ikhsan took this for us.
we talked and we talked.
and we ate.
and ikhsan ran around.
and jumped about.

-_-

i asked about her move there and all that she left behind.
i asked the girl if she was attached.
-_-

if she gets married,
i can go there and see.
provided it is during the school holidays.

i love her curls larh.

i love her strength.
to up and go and leave singapore and relatives and all,
it is really hard.

but they are so much settled there.

and...
you ought to have pesticide, ree.
not run across the street to your mom's when a roach comes a'visiting.
hee.

miss you babe.
am gonna make it happen.
we will meet.

insya-Allah.

and thanks,

you shouldn't have.

:)

*much love*

ke taman bunga jacob ballas dan teman ku :)

Tue, 01 Dec 2009 06:04:15 GMT

if we turn-turn this thing.
mist comes out.

there are four of these,
and he had to turn all four.

sibeii panas horh cuaca.

really ikhsan, kulit kamu amat tebal yer.
jalan2 di batu yang amat panas berkaki ayam.

and wan was telling him what kind of bug/beetle it was.
a bug is a bug
and a beetle is a beetle.
they fall under the same category : disgusting.

baik posing ikhsan.

and he got this whole set ben10 vcd and all right?
he received some more goodies from the parental unit.
*grins*

and i got a white gold citigem necklace.
*woots*
i consider that my hijrah birthday present.

and wan?
he got a bag from my dad.
-___-

the parents rawk larh.
they are a-okay with who i am hanging out with,
so long as they know who.
and as it is,
i told them, it is status quo for me.
i am contented with what i have and
i would like to remain as such for some time.

oh and visited nekmok over the weekend too.
she lost a considerable amount of weight.
just updated each other on, well, each other.

oh oh, ikhsan asked if
"mama sayang uncle wan tak?"
and i said,
"no."
he asked,
"why?"
"cos uncle wan scold mama." (HAHAHA! aku nih, bebual sikit dah kira scold kan..."
so, he called wan.
like on the spot.
and asked,
"uncle wan, sayang mama tak?"
of which he said yes lah.
and ikhsan said to me, (with wan on the phone)
"mama, dia sayang tuh..."
and i said,
"tanak larh. tell him i don't."
and instead,
ikhsan said to wan,
"you don't scold mama okay."

it really got me laughing, this ikhsan.
lain orang suruh cakap.
lain yang dia cakap.

oh well.
showed him old pictures.
and he saw the one with wantomoi carrying him at the hospital ward.

haha.
oh well, your friendship with uncle wan tomoi dated as far back to the day you were born, dude.

now if i follow my sec sch friend's 'standards of dating' :suma aku tak berkenan.
(tinggi standard mamat ni satu.)

and the best bitch? "he is an okay guy. :)"

and the other secsch mate : aku neutral. asal kau happy.

and the chicas : "i nak amek gbr dgn u".
HAHAHAHAHA.

and the best,
fyz? "kau tanak commit kaaaannn?"
ohh shuddup.

and what do i think?
i think i will work with SANA and DRC when i quit teaching.
then ambassador for YellowRibbon.
HAHAHAHA.

2010 aku serious sikit k.
aku chill larh kirer.
i think i said that since... err, forever.

*much love*

can't wait~

Tue, 01 Dec 2009 05:24:05 GMT

this weekend is gonna be a blast.
i can just feeelll it.

wait, it begins from thursday~
meeting up with ree's sis and mom.
wheeeeeeeeeeee.

attending a good mate's wedding on saturday~
:))
i am more interested in yours than anyone else's, dude.
i need not know. :)
we both have the same dislikes mah.
now can't wait to see him up there yo!

and a rocking good concert on sunday~

wooooooooooooooyeaaaaaaaaaah.

holidays sudah mari.
twenty ten confirm-confirm a blast.
dengar-dengar banyak kerja.
HAHAHA!

we look back to move forward.

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 02:50:17 GMT

there never was regret at how things turn out now.
regret is on how i let things become.

old entries put up,
just because.

let's exorcise the demons of the past.
cos 2010 is coming.

few more old entries coming up.

soon.

and the ultimate.
one.

those who knows,
will.

:)

halfway to the ultimate end.

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 02:47:32 GMT

10 mar 2005

about that 'divorce'... (be warned. long entry.)
i actually typed out an entry about it... but then i put it under private. the whole scene was chaotic and i dun wish to relive it in words. it wasn't a third party. it was just two people with similar interest but different... i dunnoe. just two different people. with support from family and friends i managed to pull thru. he told me that people who begin their marriage with a rocky start may end up happy in the long run... i told him that this few years are the time we get to know each other better. (being away for 2 years and all...) but then it just seem to fall apart. patience just wore thin.

friends and family all had something to say. stay fah. leave fah. he's not worth it. fight for your love. bla bla bla. his friends told me to be patient as this may be part of the trials of pregnancy. that was what his aunt told me too. but there is such a thing as limit. a friend whom i am not so close to told me this: if i were u, i will be strong till the time when i don't need to hear anyone's opinions anymore. that very night, in my prayers, again i asked for peace of mind and the strength to pull thru from Him. i didn't ask for an ease of the burden but i do acknowledge that he is merely testing His hamba... that day on, the 'numbness' that i felt grew intense. i was like a walking zombie. i avoided feelings and emotions.

i carried on with my daily housework. during my holidays, i went out with friends, carried on with life that i thought i have lost due to marriage. and when work started again in january... begin another set of routine. waking up early to prepare breakfast. coming home from work and do the laundry and cook and all. all this done without acknowledging him. i talk to him only when necessary. too much angst and disappointment.

i stayed over at my parents' occassionally. but my mind was always with him. wondering if he is okay and all. then one day i just felt, why bother when he doesn't. i concentrated on my pregnancy. told him that i have to gain more weight and so he should not stress me out anymore. kept on telling him that 'if u dun care about me, i can' be bothered. just let my last trimester be easy so that insya-Allah i will have an easy delivery.'

he usually will say how much he enjoyed being home alone just to spite me. then,
one night, he called and i was busy. so i just told him i am staying at yew tee and wanted to end the conversation. then he said. 'wait. dek. i saw tompok.' (tompok is our kitten. we let she and putih go on 20 dec... and didn't see them anymore after that) told him good for him. he brought tompok bak to our flat and he msged me how he pity the kitten and yadayadayada...
the next day, after work, i went to my flat in amk to do some housework. left the flat at about 8. his curfew then was at 9. so i had to do a fastgame job so that i dun bump into him.
when i was at my void deck, about to head to cck... i saw a resident feeding the cats. tompok, one of them. talked to the uncle. i messaged him, telling him not to worry about tompok's feeds as 'cat uncle' feed her. and putih was nowhere to be seen. that sparked his curiosity as to how i know, cos i have been at yew tee for quite some time. and at night when he called me: adek balik amk, abis tu adek pegi yew tee?
me: yeah. just did the laundry atu jalan lar.

after that day, started the messages on how he was confused and didn't know what he want. i told him to think for himself. by that time... i couldn't be bothered if he wants to leave. yes. he could leave for all i care. it would hurt. of course. but hey, hearts will heal. people come. people go. if it's meant to be. it's meant to be. we were separated before... came a day when he messaged his 'state of confusion' again and i told him: make ur mind up by tonight.

that was when he called his mom at night to say that he will leave after my delivery and stay with her again. he called his friend to ask about divorce procedures. i was next to him for all his phone conversations, smiling and massaging his feet. why the ignorance? cos i told him somewhere in december after our fight: time kau dulu dah nak pisah, aku kata okay. asalkan kau tetap tanggung anak kau. aku tak boleh pisahkan anak dgn bapak. and i wil alwys support u in everything that you do.
his response was a 'thanks'. arafah always give in...
after he has ended all his phone calls that night... i cried and just said 'sampai hati'. and he told me that i asked for it, since i wanted an answer by that night.
can u blame me? i haf got enough emotional turmoil from him. one day it's 'i will stay cos i love u'. the next day, 'i will stay cos of my so'n. and another day, 'i will stay to give u face'. sheesh.
somehow or another he just became 'nicer'.

we didn't celebrate our anniversary nor did we do our 2001 anniversary. those days mattered to me tho i didn't let it show. his mother, my mother-in-law made a radio dedication on Warna on our wedding anniversary. sheesh.

i dun remember when or how or why. but he just became a whole lot nicer and said he wun leave me. he realised that he'd be on the losing end and he had been very bad to me. each time such topics came up, i just ignored and change to another neutral point of conversation.

we fought less. simply becos. as i said. i couldn't and wouldn't care. i still entertain his frens when they come over. but they are sure 'shy' of me. i carried on with praying to be given strength to endure all that he put me through.

as the day when he was to be a free man approaches (it was sooner than expected), tears just flowed while i was having dinner. he was in the room. so he didn't catch my emo moment. after i did the dishes and quickly washed and dried my eyes, he came to me and saw my bloodshot eyes. 'asal adek sedih2 nie? la...' and as he hugged me i said: i am happy and thankful that your tag will finally end. nanti kita makin jauh eh bang?
he hugged me even tighter and said 'abang takkan tinggalkan adek lar. abang sayang adek tau'. somehow or another... i was skeptical.

it just so happen that, in the morning when i experienced labour pains, both of us were at home. so i did 'keep my promise' to let him be in the labour ward. initially i wanted to go thru it alone. i didn't want him in anyway involved in ikhsan's entry to the world. but at the same time i wanted him there. so Allah did his thing again, and yes he was around with me and saw and heard me scream. he was there to witness the miracle of seeing a baby being born into the world. his baby. and that night, when he was back home and i was still in my hospital ward, he called me and said that he loved me. (tho i heard it many times before.) and recently, he said thanks for giving him another chance to think things thru.

and all i said was... things happen for a reason.

right now, i still dunnnoe what the reason was. maybe it was to display his true colours to my dad, bro and his aunt and uncle who are in the dark about his character. maybe it was for me to realize that he never was the one. maybe it was an opportunity for me to let out pent up anger about his treatment and his family's treatment of me when he was not around. whatver the reason may be... i have yet found true happiness in this marriage. and my house is yet to be called a home. but alhamdulilah that i have a healthy son, and that is all that i have out of this marriage should it fail along the way again...

but meantime, i wun ask for happiness from Him. cos i know. in His own time and His own way, he'll show me happiness in ways i would never expect. i just ask for strength to simply carry on.

i still love muhammad zulkiflie. i just dun think i am still in love with him. let my heart heal. let me enjoy my newborn. let me enjoy friendships which i thought disappeared the moment i became a wife. let me regain my identity as nur arafah. i thank zul for every little thing that he does and did for me. just taking it one day at a time. kinda zombie-ish this arafah dun u think. void of feelings and emotions. :)

and now. i miss my son. i am at amk doing housework. and i miss my son. will put up pics when i start using the digicam.

cepatlar zul balek!!! aku nak dukung2 anak aku!!!

***

sometimes,
you have to know,
that enough,
is really,
enough.

journey with me... the beginning to the end.

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 02:39:16 GMT

14 dec 2004

from LJ
zul and i are heading for splitsville...

** hope for the best and prepare for the worst. **

ironically, wat zul and i decide to do may not be the worst for the both of us. it may even turn out well for us and our baby. we'll see aye.

we love each other like mad but marriage should not have been on the cards till we are really ready. and no matter how many times we tried, we just couldn't get along. hahaha. well, okay okay... we do / did... at times... and we get on well together at night, in bed or wherever hahaha. (shuddup afaH!)

yeah yeah... in less than a year, zul and i decided to split...

we wish each other all the best and hey, there's always the good times to fall back on.

zul will be by my side in the delivery ward. hey i want the baby to see his daddy tau! yeah and after that we'd head down to get it officially done.

i am depressed but hey, everything happens for a reason. and it is very much a matter of sooner or later for us. of course we want to save our marriage.

and i have my baby boy to think about. (yes, we are expecting a son) and! zul and i have been talking to baby before we sleep. (tak tenteram budak tuh nak tido eh!)

thing is, he realize he wants to do his stuff and marriage is in the way. initially, i wanted to avoid marriage but he wanted to settle down. and now we discover that we should have listened to our heads and hearts. and me? i just cling on like a leech to him at times. hehe.

i will always pray that zul doesn't go back to his old ways and that he doesn't close his big heart to his family (afah, zul and son). cos i know i will never stop loving him and praying for the best for him. :) like, him for me...

"hati aku tak akan tertutup kepada kemungkinan yang kita dapat kembali semula... tetapi kalau satu hari, kau jumpa yang lain, aku bersyukur... aku selalu akan berdoa untuk kebaikan keluarga kita..." -zul-

when you love someone, set them free and be happy for them even if their happiness doesn't involve you...

so the rest of you... see you in march when i deliver okay! pray for me that i have a safe and easy delivery and!! that baby boy is healthy!

and if you are wondering who is to blame... it doesn't matter does it? (tapi memang susah kalau lelaki ego... and perempuan degil...)

i hope this is all pembawaan anak and when it's all over, zul and i will change our mindset. no harm in praying aye.

sometimes zul and i should eat our own advice. haks.

now i shall just try and pretend to be strong but i will cry and rant out when i feel like it. just hope that i could have done more at that time for him. segala kejadian ada hikmahnya... :)

-=2001=-

interesting?
predictable, i say.
forward march!

take a walk down memory lane.

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 06:24:24 GMT

was clearing old stuff,

and saw the box with these words on them,

20 January 2001
together for 5 months and 5 days
apart for 2 years
reunited on 4 june 2003
these boxes are to remain unopened as of 8 june 2003

and it got me searching for my old entries.

and i found quite a few.
you see,
i document almost everything.
it may not be objective.
but it is from my point of view of what happened.

so anyway,

after crossposting,
i got the ones on LJ, post-marriage (2004) in,
which is from about 2003.
2001-2002 are somewhere else.

and i got it.

well, for fun's sake,
of laughing at myself,
and seeing how things have changed
and people change
and how life, is just getting better.

Thursday, June 5, 2003
06:14 p.m.

yessah. my baybeh's back. love of ma lyf. k. k. i'm making ya all puke. sorrie. got a new line for his amk house oredi. gonna be activated on saturday. darn. recycled number.

k.k. i will tell ya all... about my first day and second dayw ith him soon.

to azri. sorrie it had to be this way. i should have stopped it before it started.

***

Friday, June 6, 2003
11:27 p.m.

three nights of talking to him in his kitchen. talking about the future and all. i seriously cannot keep any secrets from him. and so i told him about everything that he should noe. which is exactly... *everything*!! i noe those who know my deepest darkest secrets would say i am crazy... yeah... i am crazy for his acceptance of me. and depsite all that i told him. about how much i've betrayed him. he still said to me... "fah. aku sayang kau tau..." *grins*.

and he has met almost all who he wanna meet. like gaz, bem, sham (and oaki. called who he wanna call. hehe. and yeah. he paid for my cabfare.

when he called upon release... i was like... "hey... i get to hear ur voice!!" not exactly the most romantic things to say to someone u haven't met for two whole farken years. hehe.

we are gonna go out again tmr. the whole day. i told him to go out in the morning. we are gonna see the new flat... combine our letters in one box... seal it up and never to open it ever again...

and then... we are gonna survey for clothes and furniture. yeah. then the next week... we are gonna buy!!! hehehe. jokingly zul invited me to stay at his amk house. though i dunnoe if he was serious anyway. he's cute.

one of his ex-inmates was my childhood friend. yeah. he remembered me. and faji told him smthg like... "arafah dah tunggu kau dua tahun... kalau kau bastard dier... aku jotos seret kau..."... hehehe.

i have disappointed zul and he still is around for me. and yes. i've confirmed it. he's not for me because of "terhutang budi" and i am not hanging on to him pasal "kesian". yeah yeah.

i wanna take this opportunity to thank all of my friends who have helped me in one way or another in keeping me strong and believing in what i was doing. for those who were skeptical and said i deserved better... well... maybe i do... and he definitely does... after what i have done... but hey... we are the sort who would settle for average. i'm happy with him... he's happy with me...

zul: dulu ada satu hamba Allah nie bilang ngan aku... kalau aku api... dia air... stay that way k. aku tanak get into too many misunderstandings ngan kau.

me: aku malas ah nak gaduh atau cari gaduh ngan kau. *grins* nah... aku sayang kau tau.

and he told me he sucks at "pujuk pompuan" and that was enuff to make me laugh.

***

Thursday, June 12, 2003
11:02 a.m.

i noe i have not been all fair to him and others. but life. u have to go on. move on. never stop and look back only to be depressed. look back to learn.

zul: aku kat dlm... tak pikir2 pasal kau. kecuali dalam doa2 aku.
me: apa kau doa?
zul: ya Allah. lindungilah perhubungan aku dengan nur arafah. aku amat menyayanginya.
me: hmm. that's sweet.

on the day of his kenduri. i went to amk central with him. sat at a coffeeshop and i talked. and ended up crying. crying. not wailing. and he pulled my chair closer to him, put his arms around me and told me to cry to him. "aku nak jadi tempat kau mengadu fah... apa2 yang kau kena... aku rasa jugak. jangan sembunyi2 apa2 dari aku." (and i nvr. more like i can't...)

my mind is still not functioning well. so i can't relate in order of things. adelphi site removed. *fuh*

i have been spending so much time with zul. i am loving it soo much. he asked if he had changed. and both of us seemed to be fearful of the same thing: that we will not be able to adapt to each other. guess we guessed wrong. not saying that we didn't change. i guess i am morally declining but he... is still the guy i am madly in love with. for one, he's caring more about things around him. we have always been vocal to each other and have always told each other stuff... so not much change there.

i will never stop feeling bad. but i should be delighted that he still can accept me after all that i have done. "i have always prepared myself for the worst but what i got was unthinkable... i am able to forgive but i won't be able to forget. not yet. not now. aku sayang kau tau."

zul and i were talking about my june pay. and we were budgeting with our fingers. mine actually. took out all ten fingers and closed them one by one. and over the phone, he wrote down all our expenses (starting from our july pay): bills, transport money, food money, duit pasar, duit jamming etc etc. the smile that was etched on my face was stuck all throughout the conversation. his pay would be used for the bills. speaking of which, he's holding on to my handphone. so yeah. i can call him at night! (mental note: top up zul's mom hp). if we can start saving this month.. we would be having 1.4k by the end of this year. but he wanna start nxt mth. so... yeah. i can budget my handphone. cos i realized that my friends dun contact me much anyway. and yea zul's frenz call him thru me. so i am charging zul for my secretarial work. hehehe. answering calls and taking down messages. hehe.

i know... why da hell are we combining our finances? yes. we are planning to get married. no. wait. we wanna get married. but we are not testing it out by living together and all that cohabitate shite. no uh. wanna die ah. and i am sure even if we do finally get settled down.. we will still keep our courting days alive.

on another conversation... at his corridor and void deck etc etc...

zul: afah. kau jgn hisap rokok eh. aku nak tapis aku nyer minum. kalau datang harinya aku diamkan kalau kau minum atau hisap rokok, itu tanda aku dah tak kisah tau...
me: tapi zul. nie mendadak sak. tapi aku boleh cuba.
zul: fah... five years down the road fah...
me: wat's happening in five years? *grinning like a goondu*
zul: tsk...
me: takda zul. aku tanak pasal kehidupan aku kau pressure tau. memang aku nak ngan kau. tapi... aku rasa... untuk hal tu, aku tak ready...
zul: (threw his head back, covered his face) shit.
afah: (and so i noe, he really is ready...) well. put it this way. i wanna say i am ready but i dun wanna seem too eager. and so i'll say it this way. i will be ready when you are ready...
zul: kau dah sedia nak kluar dari rumah kau?
me: in the right way zul. not running away.
zul: yeah. the right way. so... dun be surprise if it's lesser than five years okay.
me: please dun pressure yourself. i still have patience. (thought to myself: zul, kau dapat terima aku sekarang, aku dah happy.)

and even after that conversation, i am not gonna rush him. why should i. we have all our time in the world. almost.

***

and look how far i have gone :)

why do i bother paying for his bills? siao arh.
but all's well that ended, not so well,
but life is indeed,
turning out oh-so-fine.

we have grown apart at the word "sah!"
and it mattered back then,
no more now.
eyes have always been at the door.

and with his child in tow,
i only have one thing left to do,

bring up my son,
to be the best gentleman ever.

:)

and the year is coming to an end,
and it could possibly have a great start next year.

i mean,
hey, green day's coming yo!

values.

Tue, 24 Nov 2009 01:12:59 GMT

ikhsan has this habit of being pampered with whatever he wants.
then again he is a kid.
it is usually a reward for what good he has done.
though reward may not always equate to the good work larh harh.

so aniwae,
my mom brought him out to marsiling.
by train.

he was so excited.
my mom too.

they took the train.
and ikhsan recounted to me
"ikhsan ada card tau. ikhsan pergi yew tee and selang."

which of course made me call my mom.

"mami bawak ikhsan gi mana??"

"oh, marsiling. nak beli beg ben10. abeh kedai tutup."

then to ikhsan,
"MARSILING LARH! SELANG MU!!"

then he laughed.

and my mom told me how he was so smart as to pick his own cds,
("belum sempat aku beri nasihat dek...")
and i told her,
i know.
he goes into a vcd shop,
seessomething familiar and say he wants it.
and he will queue up and pay for it,
using my money, of course.

so, what happened that day was,
he saw a vcd shop.
went in.
saw a ben10 set.
and he took that set.

when i got home,
i saw that it was $39.90
it was a complete season 1-5.
dalam ada 15 vcd.
and then there was another power rangers vcd.
(he has watched cd 1 of each repeatedly. -_-)

so, on sunday night,
he had to stay with his grandma,
cos i had to go changi village hotel the following day,
and in the lift,
i told him,
"ikhsan takmo mintak apa2 dari tok and nenek okay. don't always buy and buy. say sorry for picking out the expensive vcds."

so, when i took him on monday,
ikhsan said,
"mama, ikhsan nak pergi belikan nasi ayam penyet untuk mama nih. nenek akta pasal cd, nevermind."

so i asked my mom,
"sapa yang nak nasi ayam nih? adek ke dia? apa yang nevermind?"

then my mom said,
"dia nak kau rasa nasi ayam penyet. abeh dalam kereta, suara sedih2 dia cakap 'nenek, tok, sorry ikhsan buy vcd very expensive...'"

waaaaaaaaah, i was beaaaaming larh sak.
it doesn't matter if he is gonna go picking out and buy things again,
i mean he actually loves those stuff.
i just didn't want him to think that love = presents,
once upon a time he had to be bait out the door with gifts,
and the point is,
he actually remembered what i wanted him to do and he did it.

so aniwae,

my parents told him,
"tak apa... tok, nenek memang nak belikan untuk ikhsan... nevermind..."

:)

and wantomoi?
he just got invited by my dad,
"wan, sunday tak kerja? boleh larh ikut cik gi karaoke. alah, small group jer, suka-suka."

-_______-

and on another note altogether,
wan has this habit fo saying
"sawan per??"

and ikhsan hearing that exclaimed,
"haha! apa sawan? sa-isan!"

i love that boy to bits.

of bike rides and a question i can't answer.

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 05:34:31 GMT

so, ikhsan loves power rangers.
his grandparents bought him a blue and a red ranger on bikes.

he told me he wants a motorbike at 5 years old.
i told him, he ever rode a bike.
so what for wanna do it again.

he asked when.

i said,
when mama masih dengan abah dulu2.
tapi ikhsan dalam perut mama.

few weeks later, ikhsan said.

mama, ikhsan pernah naik motor tau.
tapi ikhsan dalam perut mama.
kenapa mama makan ikhsan?

november & december~

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:50:40 GMT

i can't wait for december to come around.

no news about the bonus and all that shite yet.
but i dunch care.

looking forward to the arrival of some people.

*grins*

if only that other person can make the way too.
*dear god grant this wish*
a perfect end to my year horh.

fight on!~

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 01:16:00 GMT

pernah try ajak fight kalau tak mabuk...?

dia tak boleh...

now the busy day is done :)

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 04:05:20 GMT

school's out on the 17th for chij primary.
weewooots.

and it is just post exam activities.
the girls can try their hands at archery, golfing,

inline skating,

rock climbing and many others.

i remembered when it was my time.
we would bring our own card games and whatnots to entertain ourselves.
lucky larh ni budak2 chij.

then looking at them inline skating.
terkenang the rage when i was what, p6.
haha.
roces larh, oxygen larh.

einstein is in my school.
macam nak gi tengok.
pakkal kena translate 6page synopsis.
sedih plak cerita tuh.

tau larh aku and einstein nih suma.
aku kan suka mamaks (nora, jangan jealous),
(einstein bukan mamak)
dan botaks.
hoho.
atau botak-affiliates.

nak badboy biar all the way.

now, ikhsan.
he has been a handful.
like always.
and never fail to crack me up.

i think at times, he forget that he is 4.
and i for sure, forget that he is 4.
so before i flare up at him, i always tell myself.
he is 4.
it will pass.
hahaha.

i remembered bargaining waking up time when i was in primary school.
at 4, he is already asking for 5 more minutes.

he can make his own schedule now.
saturday, beach. sunday, swimming pool.
nanti dah dark, baru kita balek okay?

he can coax you into eating.
uncle wan nak apa? makan larh. nanti lapar, camne?

actually,all this seems normal.
tapi kalau tengok muka dia yang macam-paham tu larh kan.
macam nak gigit.

and the best question:
boleh ikhsan panggil uncle wan, daddy tak?

eh siol. -_-

i do bite him, of course.
geram siol.
and kiss his bum.

having said that,
come on holidays!
SAHM time!

you know when they say, things happen for a reason,
they mean it.
cos i am having the time of my life since like
lemesee.
3 hari rayaS ago.
:)

now back to translating page 2 onwards.

dah dapat upah.
time to do work.

"mama, can i take off my shoes now?"

Mon, 09 Nov 2009 04:01:39 GMT

what happened to saturday yarh? i don't remember.

i hyped ikhsan for a wedding invite on sunday,
he decided he did not want to go.
he wasted time by watching ice age 3.
looking at his new 'friends'.

okay.
i know what happened on saturday.

we went to yishun.
and we got home to set up some stuff.
with the excited one, sleeping.

i used to do it months back.
but i sorta ended up getting all of them killed.

so, let's leave it to the professional.

kalau boleh dia nak masuk dalam sekali.
hee.
thank you wan :)

so now, sunday...
already rimas-ed at home.

i told wan, i need to go out.
but seeing as to how,
ikhsan was intent on not going to any social functions,
i said,
"let's play sand."

so, ikhsan went from
"nak tengok vcd 1 and vcd 2."
to
"kita tengok vcd 1 ajer okay."

and so, we drove down to changi beach.

and we reached and ikhsan was about to take off his shoes,
and he turned to me,
and asked.
"can i take off my shoes now?"

"not yet, we go further up in front."

and again,
"can i take off my shoes now?"

he found his spot and threw his stuff.

and as we walked,
we heard a loud,
"wan!"

bounch laarr...
haha.

and then we played with sand,

bounch was fishing larh kan.

then, wan decided to go for a dip.

and he asked ikhsan,
who said
"ah, takpe takpe takpe..."

and the conversation between him and i was like this...
go ahead larh, go swim.

tanak larh. wait, wet.

mama bawak baju.

no towel.

ada...

no toilet.

ada...

then he flashed his cheekiest grin and shouted,
uncle wan! wait for me! hold my hand!!

and then i went back to take a sit.
ikhsan came running to me,
"mama! ikhsan went in. see, dah wet."
(only half of his shorts.)

then he came again,
"mama, ikhsan go again! see, baju wet!"

and then,
the third time,
the waves came a splashing.

hahaha.

and fisherman bounch got one fish.
which he gave away
to a little boy.

ikhsan touched the fish tho.
okay,

poked.

and then my duo dived and jumped and splashed around in the water
and then

another catch.

"fah, ni kerapu eh? ke puffer fish?"

"SIAK ARH PUFFER FISH. kau tanya wan, dia pakar bab binatang."

so,

it was a kerapu.

ikan kecik pon nak ada mesyuarat keper?

we had a bit of trouble getting that one in red out of the water.
but all's well that ends well.

they didn't shower there cos the toilet was under renovation.
hoho.
so sand and seawater, packed in my Fit.
-_-
and ikhsan pretended to sleep when we reached our house.
and the trick to getting him up?

"ikhsaaaaan...today is sunday. you can have maggi!"
and he sat up.
"WAKE UP!!"

-________-

thank you again to my wan.
:)

arafah and wantomoi? keliru sak.

much love
<3

the end of tragedi oktober.

Mon, 02 Nov 2009 00:25:40 GMT

*hee*

tragedy abes october nih.
but all is well now.
alhamdulilah.

so saturday saw ikhsan and i going to my aunt's wedding.
my along's no less.
yes, my eldest aunt remarried after oh-so-long.
-_-
her husband passed away over a decade ago.

ikhsan left me and went to another table,
salam pengantin larh seii.
haha.

it was raining so heavily,
i kept on imagining sleeping at home instead of driving thru it
to send my mom back.

now, ikhsan's hands as usual, tk tau diam. see arh now got effect shake-shake.

fuh, mother. lu peh gelang...

hee. dah larh tak pakai baju kurung.
tak pakai tudung.
sarap btol budak arafah nih.
nampak exstudent plak tuh at the place.
-_-

so sunday.
sunday...

spent the day at home.
got freaking bored.
wanted to go out.
kereta tak bleh start.
mencacah aku.

then lucky got wantomoi.
he talked to guy who helped us jumpstart.
yes, saya ada itu cable dalam kereta saya.

and i called my dad who was at the karaoke place he always go to.
then he kept on calling and calling and
ta-daaaaaaaaaa,
he came by!

and then my mom also on the phone,
"adek kat mana sayang?"

ceii sayang.
datang, nampak wan ada...
script tukar.

"kalau tau iwan ada, mami tak turun. orang ada risaukan dia sorang2 kat bawah. carpark dah larh gelap."

eh apa nih?!

then she delegated work to wan
which includes me finding a replacement hubcap
my car label
and making sure i cleaned my car.
-_-

then i reminded my mom who wan was,
"alah, yang first2 dukung ikhsan? yang datang makan2 untuk ikhsan, atu mami tak suka matair dia tuh.."
which was recived with a loud,
"OOOOOOHHH..."
and then
"bukan tak suka.... alaaah.. apa nih... alaaaaaaah... ni masing2 larh eh iwan..."

then wan said, alarh takpe larh cik and dunno what else.
cos by then, ikhsan and my dad returned form esso with vitagen collagen.
-_-

then my dad said,
"jom gi makan. kat marsiling. rasa-rasa seafood..."

then my mom got worried if my car stalled halfway then she said
"bak, charge battery lagi sikit arh."

which got all three of us laughing.

me: mami ingat ni charge handphone?!
bak : kau ingat n apa? turunkan ilmu? power ranger ehk? (did the both hands to car, ala2 gypsy with a crystal ball.)
ikhsan : HAHAHA POWER RANGER!

and my mom...
"abeh apa? camne? boleh jalan nih?
takyah gi bishan?"

"balestier!!"

and mom had to say,
"alah orang thai, orang jepun punya english pon tak betol, asal paham sudah larh... kan iwan?"

and wan said,
"tapi cik dah salah abes... bishan dengan blaestier lain..."

and so,
mami, bak, ikhsan, wan and i
went to dinner :)

ikhsan was riding in my dad's car, of course.

ikhsan had mee goreng.
i had nasi ayam goreng.
which, i did not finish. -_-

wan had nasi daging sambal something-something.
my parents had kwayteow kerang.
which got us into a discussion about wan's eating preference.

we had our fill.
our laugh
and my mom said, "sekarang ada ramai orang, senang larh. boleh makan besar."

and my dad suggested lain kali bawak my abang.

ho-ho-ho.

*much love*

The T3 Affair

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 07:08:54 GMT

second time.
apparently ikhsan went to work.

-_-

we were at T3 again.
thank god for wireless@sg
and the huge ass cartoon network at the kids corner.

other than that,
i was freezing my ass off.

ikhsan made a few new friends,
as always.
last week was joel.
this week was a malay boy called daniel.

then he went to the colouring2 section...

and then instead of doing woodblock colouring,

he drew rainbows
and himself
(he ran to me to ask what was the colour of his pants)
and then he drew me and his 'dad'.

-_-

red ranger and something-something ranger.

then we went on to do our usual community service.

and we dragged the animal lover this time.
hee.

nampak parrot muka excited.

nampak kambing muka excited.

nampak hamster muka excited.

inspiration hairstyle wan tomoi.
heeeeeee.

will prolly add pictures at the photos section.

till next time!~