Soalan Palin susah

@: nak makan katne?
#: ikut ah
@: nasi
#: katne?
@: Kat bawah jambatan ke....or dalam perigi
#: hurmmmm..
@: ikut ah mana2 pun.
#: nak yg Mana?
@: bawah jambatan?
#: jauh...


Kalau kami bijak Dan pandai, Mana yg lelaki Mana yg perempuan?

Attitude doesn't require sex. But people.
Don't stereotype.

Boooooo....

Hobi yang berubah

Sekarang teringin duduk dapur
Nak masak
Tak makan takper
Rasa macam nak belajar memasak
Ala..yg fancy2 tu..

Memasak utk org separa reti macam saya
Rasa macam bereksperimen di lab
Cuba Jaya
Hipotesis- sedakkkk owhh menjilat jari
Tp kadang hipotesis berjaya
Kadang hipotesis ke laut

Nak dapur kemas cantik tp suka la jugak memasak
Nak dapur kemas to kadang penat nak kemas
Nak dapur squeaky clean tapi takkan nak sental tiap Hari
Ooooo jeng ggini.

Heiiiii....memang shape dia dah tu....

Ada rakan sekerja tegur
Asal nampak sembap
Ada lagi tegur
Asal nampak tembam

Along the way 64 dh jadi 68.
Mana datang tah.
Stress eating kah?
Or fast food?

Letih mmikir...
Make sekut Raya la dulu.
Jangan bagi I stress
Nanti I geram tgk makanan
Nampak eksyennnn jer dia

Hah! Amik. Jangan muntah

Well, at last...

At last beli jugak rice cooker
Timbang tolak bahagia darab
Beli la ..
Sekali tunggu2.
Sampai...
Bukak...
Checked....

Ada scratch Kat inner pot.
Nak Tak nak...return
Dapat balik duit.
Ok la...good job Lazada.

Then purchase new one..
Philips plak.
Sejenis obses dengan sejenama

Lemak Raya masih onzzz

Lamanya...cuti Rayatak sempat nak berblog.
Laginya cuti sekejap jer
Pergi sekolah pun masih diawang awangan.

Second week sekolah,
Dh Tak berapa blur
May I can the a grip again
For the time moment mmg out terus.

Alright. So this week I will start teaching English at the mosque. A programme by MAIK with PPD.

So good to know other.
Kinda give a new positive vibes.

Hadoiii saya penat tauuu

Rumah bersepah

Sampah merata2

Nampak Kotor

Migraine rasanya

Tukang sepah ramai

Tukang sepak2 pun Ada

Tukang kemasnyer sorang

Lalu...

Keluarlah segala mak nenek setan

Bulan puasa setan tader

Tapi amarah sama

Menangis la macamana pun

Hiba meratap mendayu dayu

Sapa nak peduli

Si Mamut dedobot pun buat Tak tahu

Yang jadi mangsa

Mata bengkak

Hidung beringus

Dada sebak

Anak2 pun mangsa juga

Kene jegil

Kene cubit

Kene cuit2 ketam

Tapi mengerti lah yet

Ibu bukan sengaja

Cuma masalah emosi

Jadi Tak stabil bila rumah macam kapal pecah

Bilik macam tongkang terburai

Sakit mata tengok

Nasib Ada kamu

Boleh bercerita meluah perasaan

Kat fb Dan insta cannot woooo...

Nanti macam2 kene kecam

Tak bersyukur la..

Tak elok la...

Dosa la...itu kesilapan la...

Saya Ni nak cerita jer

Takut jadi Tak keruan

Malas nak Cari manusia maujud

Cerita Kat sini jer la

Kurang2 Tak terkubur

Tapi bernisan.

Dah tua ke

I need to start on to do list again.
Terlupa la
Procrastinate la
Terlepas pandang la

My Yasmin

Congratulations darling for your 15th Ramadhan.
I may not be good enough for you. But you are more than enough for me.

Azam

Azam? 
Bukan Azam manusia
Tapi Azam diri sendiri

I don't normally have new year resolution
But I do have Azam during ramadhan

So for this year
I wanna be better
May Allah Grant me
A better me

The living proof
Of that
Hasbunallah Wani'mal wakeel 

Kalau lah aku itu

Kita tak pernah tahu 
Apa yang Kita buat
Menjadikan orang jauh dengan Kita

Percakapan 
Perbuatan
Memek muka
Tanpa Kita sedar
Menyakiti orang lain

Kadang aku 
Kadang kau

Kalaulah aku seperti orang lain
To know what to do
In what circumstances
To always soft in spoken
To always smile 
And sweet

I wasn't born that
But I'm trying
Believe me I'm trying so hard
But when I didn't speak
It's not that I'm angry or snobby
It's just that Im ashamed
Ashamed of me

Berkira eh

Aku doa biar ko rasa apa yang aku rasa

Nanti waktu tu kau boleh cakap balik

Apa yang aku rasa tu biasa

Ada benda benda dalam dunia ni sensitif

Kalau aku berkira, banyak kot.

Nasib aku tak Kira

Tapi kadang tu, 

Kau berkira benda yang macam tu

Kau rasa aku gembira?

Syaitan tak Ada dah sekarang Ni

Tapi takut memories tu Ada 

Nanti syaitan dapat detect

Nanti dia cungkil balik

Penat nak tepis.

Dan kalau benda tu ko berkira

Ko rasa apa aku tengok pada kau?

Marah? 

Tak.

Lebih pada....

"Ya tuhan...Bantu aku..."

Nak la Ni..

Berapa Kali berkira2 nak beli dia ni.
Tapi berkali tu juga lah tak beli2

I'm a professional procrastinate.
Whooa...take it to the whole new level.

Ramadan Kali ini

Ramadhan Kali ini
Perjalanannya sangat perlahan
Sunyi dan sepi
Hanya tawa Dan tangis anak2 pengubat jiwa

Ramadhan Kali ini
Tidak lagi menggeletek Hati
Tidak lagi mengundang tawa
Tidak lagi mengundang ria

Ramadhan Kali ini
Lebih banyak harapan tersemai
Lebih banyak air mata tertumpah
Lebih banyak kudrat menuntut
Lebih banyak rindu bertaut

Inilah rasanya
Bila Masa beralih
Bila manusia berubah
Bila Nikmat ditarik

Inilah penghujungnya

Ramadhan Kali ini
Harapan tersemai
Cita-cita tersemat
Doa menggunung
Moga dalamnya rahmat mendatang

Macam2 hati

Awak...oo...awak
Ada ke tak tu?
Kenapa tak terasa Ada pun yer?
Selalu kalau Ada dia yang bising.

Tak pernah nak diam
Suka suruh orang nangis
Rasa macam2.
Tapi...kebelakangan ni
Dia diam jer...
Buat tak tahu jer...
Buat kering jer
Mana pergi ?
Mana hilang?

Dan pasti, ia lebih menakutkan
Bilamana HATI malas merasa
Otak cakap tak payah layan
Dan Hati pun mendengar.

Please all and you please none

The Man, the Boy, and the Donkey

A MAN and his son were once going with their Donkey to market. As they were walking along by its side a countryman passed them and said: “You fools, what is a Donkey for but to ride upon?”	1
So the Man put the Boy on the Donkey and they went on their way. But soon they passed a group of men, one of whom said: “See that lazy youngster, he lets his father walk while he rides.”	2
So the Man ordered his Boy to get off, and got on himself. But they hadn’t gone far when they passed two women, one of whom said to the other: “Shame on that lazy lout to let his poor little son trudge along.”	3
Well, the Man didn’t know what to do, but at last he took his Boy up before him on the Donkey. By this time they had come to the town, and the passers-by began to jeer and point at them. The Man stopped and asked what they were scoffing at. The men said: “Aren’t you ashamed of yourself for overloading that poor Donkey of yours—you and your hulking son?”	4
The Man and Boy got off and tried to think what to do. They thought and they thought, till at last they cut down a pole, tied the Donkey’s feet to it, and raised the pole and the Donkey to their shoulders. They went along amid the laughter of all who met them till they came to Market Bridge, when the Donkey, getting one of his feet loose, kicked out and caused the Boy to drop his end of the pole. In the struggle the Donkey fell over the bridge, and his fore-feet being tied together he was drowned.	5
“That will teach you,” said an old man who had followed them:          “PLEASE ALL, AND YOU WILL PLEASE NONE.”

Beratur, menunggu

Sesungguhnya tak Ada manusia yang suka beratur menunggu.
Ke Ada?
Tapi ada yang boleh menunggu
Kenapa?
Sebab Dua nak. Dia nak benda tu samapai dia sanggup tunggu.
Tak kisah panas, penat, lenguh kaki
Bersesak, busuk, melekit
Pun tak apa? Sebab?
Dia nak.

...pokoknya...manusia ni kena Ada kehendak. And everything else isn't  matter.
 Yang penting nak dengan tak nak jer.

Rindu...sesungguhnya rindu

Wahai angin yang menderu-deru
Dengar lah bisikan hati 
Duka dan walang
Kekeringan dan tandus

Wahai langit nan luas
Terimalah keluh kesah
Bernada sepi dan sayu
Sunyi dan pilu

Hati ini rindu
Rindu pada masa lalu
Masa keraian
Masa kemeriahan
Masa bersama

Duhai hati
Andai bahagia bukan milikku
Janganlah berduka
Lara tidak membawa erti

Wahai tuhan pencipta Alam
Yang membolak balikkan hati manusia
Aku bersandar dibalik bayangmu
Menyerah jiwa nan durja
Kerana padamu
 pemilik segala bahagia

Expressing

I always feel the need to express myself. However, I am very bad at it. 
Which is which. 
Sometimes


I need time
I need some

That inside

How do you ever come out from sadness. Its like the potruding pain from inside. 

...ever worst.

....ever...

It's the weekend again

Here I am. In a car at pasar pagi. Since in here too early. I'll just wait in a car to let the hawker set up their stall first.
I woke up this morning with good feelings. But it started off way too bad. Following with things that not so bad.
Guess Allah knows better. I plan to take Mom out for breakfast. As usual, it followed with tons of questions and complains. Cut things short. Here I am. Alone.
Just a normal sad weekend again.

Regrets

It's personal. It's intimate. It's negative if you want to look at it. Things that always get wrong no matter how you look at it. And you ended up saying something awful and infuriating.
Playing blaming games are easy. Finger pointing are more easier. It's how you handle it matter the most. And for most of the time. It wasn't good.

Sometimes we utter things we weren't supposed to. Then we regret it.
But things got complicated when it comes to it. Pressured and squashed in between. There are times I regret thing I've said. Always I wished I wouldn't have said it.

....., by swallowing evil word unsaid, no one has ever hurt his stomach.

Why calling letters always caught my attention.

When I was once a little girl. I always envy my friends who were able to go classes. Some of my friends would tell stories of what they learnt at those classes. Gymnastics, mandarin language, English class, chess, swimming, arts.

And my inside was swirling and torn. How I wish i had that chances too. It would be so nice.

Since then, when I was still in Uni. I love going to seminars, colloquium, courses,extra curricular. I like to be with friends, being in class, in Hall or whatever. I loves the vibe that the speaker brought. I guess that really made me who I am today.

Now that I have kids, still i love seeing my kids to go to classes. but, circumstances are..kids are not mine alone. But hey, kelas mengaji also one of it right. 

Hoping and still, my kids wouldn't feel what I feel. For I have done my best in my capacity to give it all to you.