tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36428338443379854342024-03-05T06:28:45.623-08:00MY MEANINGFUL JOURNEY OF LIFEwanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-12211814366119928122017-01-05T20:24:00.001-08:002017-01-05T20:24:59.221-08:00The Yearly UpdateWow! A year has literally gone...-sigh-...basically i have been so lazy in updating blogs. Maybe too busy attending to a lot of things. 2016 has been a busy yeat for me, having to handle the household on my own was exhausting...btw...it's life right? You can't be living a comfort life forever, there would be ups & downs 😊.<br />
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Anyway, this year i am opening a new chapter of life. The one that i was dreaming about, but, i'm not sure on how should i feel about it. Quite nervous as i'm going to live a stay-at-home-mom's life! Pursuing my passion in sewing & cooking, to homeschool akak until new semester in the new country we're moving to (abang will go to school in the middle of the semester as he is already in primary 2)<br />
And adik will be the lucky one as she can stay with mummy until kindy! Yeay!!<br />
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Well...wish me luck 😊wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-70301723936541063252016-01-11T23:29:00.000-08:002016-01-11T23:29:15.546-08:002016...A New Beginning2016 is now here..leaving behind a quite challenging 2015. I don't know about yours, but I had a fair share of mine. The best thing happened to us in 2015 was the birth of our third child Imaan Amalyn. Everyone in my family adores her so much & she is such an easy baby. She loves to smile a lot especially to her big brother. Kakak also loves her baby sister, but sometimes we can see that she's quite jealous of her, maybe she is used to everyone's attention on her before.<br />
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2015 had also witnessed the mass retrenchment of MAS employees. There were rumors flooding the FB newsfeed. Some were ridiculous & the best part was, it sounded like outsiders knew more than the insiders. What were their intention spreading the rumors? They didn't sound like they care, they were not in our shoes.<br />
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I still remember the days we were patiently waiting for the letter to reach our home. Nothing could describe our feelings. When the day finally arrived, I received a text from Mr. Hubby, 'sorry mummy...I didn't make it'. I was in the office car coming back from a meeting together with my bosses, my tears pours like nobody business there and then. When we reached the office, i cried my heart out in the toilet. Not because i'm worried about our financial, i cried because i'm worried about my husband. I do not want him to feel down.When I reached home that day, I tried to act normal. Really hope that I would never breakdown in front of him. I know I have to be strong for him, no matter what happened, we were in this together.<br />
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When adik was born, Mr. Hubby was still struggling to find jobs, despite so many competitors, he managed to get a job with an air cargo company. Alhamdulillah...he was jobless for only 2 weeks. It was adik's rezeki maybe.<br />
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Then, it was adjusting period for us. No more free tickets & less overseas holidays for us. But its ok, we'll be fine ;-) . After a few months, we have already adjusted & prepared for the coming years. We learned that we could never be too comfortable at one particular place, so, we drafted our long term plan. My husband went to get EASA license so that he could apply for overseas job. As this is a long term plan, we didn't see this coming in these few years, but, we could only plan...still He knows best.<br />
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3 weeks ago, my husband received a job offer from a middle east airline company. And that has totally changed our plan! Everything was so sudden that we need to rearrange so many things we have already put in order. This 2016 will open a new chapter in our lives. I always believed that Allah always heard what's in our heart and now I believe it more.<br />
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Maybe after this, I will be updating this blog somewhere else. InsyaAllah...<br />
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Till we meet again.wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-91649042742220250712015-05-31T21:19:00.000-07:002015-05-31T21:19:13.876-07:00After the long hiatusSalam & good day dear blog...<div>
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When laziness strikes, all you wanted to do just lie down & be a couch potato. Well, at least it was me. Since my last post (which is in Syawal last year & now Ramadhan is coming - phew...almost a year), a lot of things happened. Let just talk about the good ones ya.</div>
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Last year, we had a short trip to Melbourne, Australia. It was a fun trip, but Melbourne is a very expensive city (at least to me). Our expenses for 7 days in Melbourne is so much the same as our 11 days trip to London & Paris (which i got to do a lot more shopping!!). However, the kids still enjoyed playing in the parks, visiting the zoo, playing mini putt in Phillip Island, feeding the pelicans and so on. With small kids, our itenary will always prioritize them. Well, mummy still got to do some shopping though ;-). Maybe we had enough of Aussie for the time being. We missed London anyway...hope for another trip next year...insyaAllah.</div>
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Reminiscing London, I don't remember when or where, but it was a few weeks back. When Izzat was coming out of the car, suddenly he mentioned...hmm...smells like London...hahaha..we just laughed & asked him back, do you really remember the smell of London? Poyo jer...macam la duduk kat London tu bertahun-tahun. Mr. Hubby also mentioned about things he wanted to find there, so, I'll take that as a sign. Harap ada la rezeki.</div>
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Well, enough of London 'bebelness'. Let us continue, after coming back from Melbourne, I had to go for an official trip to Europe - 5 countries to hop in hop off in less than 10 days. Throughout the trip, I did not feel well. The smell of the air really annoyed me. I was homesick all the time...can't wait to go back to my family. Finally, the day came, it was the day of Izzat's performance for his kindy. My parents came to pick me up at the airport & straight we went to the performance hall. As I don't feel good since on the flight, I asked Mr. Hubby to stop by any pharmacy around. I suspected that I was pregnant as I was supposed to have my period during the Europe trip, but, Ms. P did not turn up. After purchasing the pregnancy test kit, straight we went back to my parents' house. And there you go...the double line showed up...clearly.</div>
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And as I am updating this blog now, I'm approaching my 34th week of pregnancy. Exhausted, heavy, could not stand long even to cook. Sometimes I pity Izzat & Amani as I could not really attend to them. To be honest, we're all tired of outside food & missed home cooking so badly. But, for only 1 time of cooking, I'll get foot ache for at least 2 days, well, I still drive to work everyday, sometimes even carried Amani to the bathroom whenever she refused to walk for the early morning bath. This time, it's really a challenging pregnancy. I hope this coming Ramadhan will give me strength to cook, as we planned to train Izzat fasting.</div>
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Till I don't know when...tata ;-)</div>
wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-35306609219125050542014-08-03T21:42:00.000-07:002014-08-03T21:42:17.845-07:00Selamat Hari Raya 2014!Salam Aidilfitri & Maaf Zahir Batin semua...<br />
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Hari ini, hari pertama masuk kerja selepas raya. Dah puas menjamu selera dengan juadah-juadah enak &bersenang-lenang dah tiba masanya kita siapkan kerja yang bertimbun. Alhamdulillah, tahun ni dapat lagi kita sambut Aidilfitri...semoga kita masih diberikan peluang menyambutnya di tahun-tahun yang akan datang bersama-sama yang tersayang. Insya-Allah.<br />
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Bercerita tentang raya, bagaimana Ramadhan anda? Sejujurnya, ingin saya membuat sedikit pengakuan yang Ramadhan saya tidak seperti yang saya rancangkan. Banyak kalah dengan nafsu dan kurang sabar. Namun, saya tak boleh tunggu Ramadhan akan datang untuk memperbaiki diri, saya perlu bersiap sedia mulai sekarang untuk Ramadhan akan datang. Semoga Allah S.W.T. mengampunkan saya dan memberi peluang untuk saya mencari keredhaan-Nya. Amiin.<br />
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Cerita raya saya biasa-biasa saja. Tahun ini diduga dengan sakit demam anak-anak yang tidak membolehkan kami berkunjung ke rumah sanak saudara seperti biasa. Alhamdulillah..raya kedua Izzat dah kembali sihat. Mujurlah demamnya tidak berpanjangan. <br />
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Seminggu di kampung, kami pulang ke KL hari sabtu yang lepas. Oh ya! Untuk makluman semua, our new online consignment store is already opened on 4th of Ramadhan. Feel free to visit & shop ya? And don't forget to subscribe for our newsletter (you'll enjoy 5% discount on every purchase!). The shop is officially <a href="http://www.pinkierthanblue.com/">www.pinkierthanblue.com</a> . You will be fascinated with all the choices in the store, owh, we shipped internationally too!<br />
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Sekali lagi, saya ingin memohon ampun dan maaf pada semua yang membaca kalau ada yang terasa atau kurang senang dengan penulisan saya. Salam kosong-kosong untuk semua.<br />
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wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-6699712277050811052014-05-17T18:44:00.000-07:002014-05-17T18:44:58.456-07:00Hope...dream...and a new found friendYou guys know how much I anticipate to quit my job (becoming tougher since hearing rumors about 2+2 bonuses this year ;-p ) right? Most of the time, I have been dreaming about this business i'm going to set up and grow with it through out my whole life. Something I could sustained for my children, something that could offer me financial & time freedom. But, everyday I woke up from bed...dreaming...dream...hope...dream...<br />
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I have tonnes of ideas in my head, but not brave enough to start. Starting with questioning myself about this and that. What ifs. How? Can it be done? Ecetera...ecetera...until one day...I met a new friend...online...<br />
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Yes...a new found friend...online. It is just less than a month I started knowing her. With her spirit & positiveness I learn something (I know this sounds cliche, but, it is the truth). I have never look at somebody and feel ashamed about myself like I look at this girl. With a child in one hand, she managed to pull up her business & now it is a success.<br />
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This same girl came out with an idea to make my dreams come true. Believe it or not, today is the 8th day since we discussed the idea & she has done so much to make things move. Her spirit has made me move faster (though I still could not catch up with her). I must run! I must not let her down! I must not let people who has engaged with us down!<br />
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This business is about helping others. First few months focus is not to make profits, but to introduce ourselves to the country (to the world someday...insyaAllah). To brand & market ourselves together with our friends who are in his together. To show ways to the homemakers (with crafty skills) out there on how can they grow.<br />
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Alhamdulillah...as far as we're moving now, the path is quite smooth..but as she said to me...there will be hiccups a long the way...may we be blessed...amiin...<br />
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To all parents out there...expect a new phenomenon for your passion soon! We're excited about it! And so must you!<br />
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p/s : I am taking my readers seriously from now on...all of you...yes...you're not going to regret following this blog (if you're!)<br />
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Love,<br />
Waniewanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-4198796484207319452014-03-19T02:47:00.003-07:002014-03-19T02:47:52.135-07:00Unconditional loveComing home to see these cute little faces has always been great. These 2 little people love each other's company very much. I really hope that they will grow & love their bond forever. Seeing them playing, laughing & share everything together always makes me smile. Now that adik talks so much, the conversation becoming more interesting. Sometimes abang asked for adik's opinion upon constructing a lego structure & adik will answer ... haa, ya..ya..! So funny! <br />
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Mr. Hubby loves to call adik chipmunk as adik sounds like one. But, since we seldom let them watched TV (except for Disney Junior sometimes), she has no clue what chipmunk is!<br />
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Abang, being a responsible brother could now be relied on to take care of his adik. He can help adik put on her pants, hold the cup when adik wants to drink, get something in the fridge for adik. Though adik is a little bit tough, abang still can handle her.<br />
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Abang & adik, mummy & papa hope that you will always be there for your family. Be a strong man, faithful to Allah & responsible in every way you are going to be directed to. Your journey is still far beyond...may Allah S.W.T. blessed you all the way...amin..<br />
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To be honest, saya jarang shopping baju anak-anak. What I usually did is, kumpul duit & tunggu the high end brands buat sale. Masa ni la saya shopping cukup setahun punya stok. It is worth the wait. Tak kisah lah the items are off season pun. Janji cantik & menepati citarasa. My first choice has always been GAP (been thinking to start buying from oversease through Hop-Shop-Go...tengoklah macamana).<br />
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Anyway, back to the title. I have been planning to sew a dress for Amani myself & I choose bubble dress for the purpose (ambitious kan? hahaha). Disebabkan gelojoh sangat nak cepat siap, saya tak jahit tepi pun (lagipun jahitan semua tersorok dalam lining). So...here is the result.<br />
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Amani wore it to a kenduri last Sunday & she loved it a lot. Hahaha...bravo mummy! Still...ada la jahitan yang tunggang terbalik since this is my first try for a dress. Well...this is a new beginning for me. Hopefully I will continue with more sewing project.</div>
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<br />wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-58343188146345727432014-03-10T11:30:00.002-07:002014-03-10T20:48:55.233-07:00An Ordinary LifeWaking up at 12.20 am after falling asleep in my children's bedroom...I can't put myself back to sleep. Looking into my phone, there's this message from my husband, giving a link to an extraordinary view regarding the recent tragedy of MH370. I'm not going to discuss the link here, it's just makes me think how our point of view does change when something far from ordinary comes across our mind.<br />
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Lately, I could not really focus on my work. When I was at work all I could think of is my family. Being a working lady, time is my worst enemy. Out to work at the wee hours with children to send to school & day care, making me so stressful especially to arrive at work on time. When I reached home from work, it has always been dark. I have only 3 hours to prepare dinner, cater to the husband & children's need, settling the house chores before putting the children to sleep (which will usually take longer time). I have no time to actually play with them (which I know that it is something they enjoyed the most). When you're to tired to entertain them, the anger came in.<br />
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Amani is just a 2 years & 4 months old toddler that really needs attention. Being the playful one, she always making me tired with the water spilled, biscuits crumbed scattered everywhere in the house and some of her request that makes me moving around the house restlessly. Sometimes I do scold her because of small things. And then, I woke up in the middle of the night feeling bad. She just wants her mummy to cuddle her & play around with her. She is such an angel with her soft voice saying 'hi, mummy!' whenever she sees me (she would never let me out of her sight). She always says sorry for small mistakes such as when she accidentally step on her brothers's toys or when she spilled something on my laminated floor. I love the tone. I love the smell of her curls & chubby cheeks. It is painful to see her crying every time I sent her to day care.<br />
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Izzat, being a responsible & well-mannered child always there for her sister. Izzat has a very good discipline. He kept his promise well (if he promised to watch 2 tv programmes, he will stick to 2, nor more or less unless we give him permission). Looking at him, I always wanted him to be my baby forever. I want him to be a good muslim & turn only to Allah S.W.T. & us his parents for guidance & advise when he grew up. I really hope that he won't put his friends first. But, how can I do that if I do not have time to sit with him listening to his problems & be with him through thick & thin?<br />
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Well...a friend of mine (who is famously known as an attention seeker) once told me that an ordinary person should never be a blogger. If your life is just about your children, family & food, it's boring & no one would read your blog. Wow...I found it quite harsh friend. A blog could be somebody's something. It could be an open journal to record his/her life journey, so that one day it could be read by his/her future generation. An open secret that you hope will soon be discovered by someone it meant for. I believed, everyone could write whatever they want.<br />
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I get different kinds of feedback when I told people that I plan to quit my job in less then 2 years time. Some are very supportive & some are not as they think letting go of my current job is a not a good decision. That is why I am preparing myself for physically, emotionally & financially. Those career woman who actually quit their 5 figures salary is my hero now. If they can do it,why can't I?<br />
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These days, I always picture myself as a SAHM. I dreamed of having my own garden, preparing meals for my family & managing the house in my own time. And most importantly...I will have more time to prepare myself for the hereafter. Nothing can beat the satisfaction I guess.<br />
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Anyway, coming back to the post title...nothing is wrong to look at things ordinarily sometimes. Be focused & lived it.<br />
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Ya Allah, permudahkanlah urusanku...Amiin...<br />
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<br />wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-58470188574768149352014-03-06T20:19:00.000-08:002014-03-06T20:19:11.856-08:00Saya Nak Bagi...'Pay It Forward'On 25th January 2014, a friend of mine write a status about 'pay it forward'. She offered the first 5 commenters who comented "I'm in" on the status a surprise gift. However, the 5 commenters must extend the 'pay it forward' spirit by offering another 5 people the same thing. Without any hesitation, I commented on her status...but...not with the intention to be indulged with gifts. The reason why I commented is because I like the spirit. Recently, I have also watched a video shared on FB which shows similar spirit. <br />
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I'm not sure if any of you have actually come across a movie called Pay It Forward filmed based on a novel with the same title. The movie was out in 2000, and here is the synopsis :-<br />
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<em>When eleven and a half year old Trevor McKinney (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haley_Joel_Osment" title="Haley Joel Osment">Haley Joel Osment</a>) begins seventh grade in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Las_Vegas_Valley" title="Las Vegas Valley">Las Vegas</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nevada" title="Nevada">Nevada</a>, his social studies teacher Eugene Simonet (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Spacey" title="Kevin Spacey">Kevin Spacey</a>) gives the class an assignment to devise and put into action a plan that will change the world for the better. Trevor's plan is a charitable program based on the networking of good deeds. He calls his plan "Pay It Forward", which means the recipient of a favor does a favor for three others rather than paying the favor back. However, it needs to be a major favor that the receiver can't complete themselves.<br />
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Trevor does a favor for three people, asking each of them to "pay the favor forward" by doing favors for three other people, and so on, along a branching tree of good deeds. His first good deed is to let a <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Homeless" title="Homeless">homeless</a> man named Jerry (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Caviezel" title="Jim Caviezel">Jim Caviezel</a>) live in his garage, and Jerry pays the favor forward by doing car repairs for Trevor's mother. Trevor's efforts appear to fail when Jerry relapses into drug addiction, but Jerry pays his debt forward later by talking to a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide" title="Suicide">suicidal</a> woman, who is about to jump off the bridge.<br />
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Meanwhile, Trevor's mother Arlene (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Helen_Hunt" title="Helen Hunt">Helen Hunt</a>) confronts Eugene about Trevor's project after discovering Jerry in their house. Trevor then selects Eugene as his next "pay it forward" target and tricks Eugene and Arlene into a romantic dinner date. This also appears to fail until Trevor and Arlene argue about her <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alcoholism" title="Alcoholism">alcoholism</a> and she slaps him in a fit of anger. The two adults are brought together again when Trevor runs away from home and Arlene asks Eugene to help her find him.<br />
After finding Trevor, Arlene begins to pursue Eugene sexually. Eugene has deep burn marks visible on his neck and face, and he initially resists Arlene's overtures out of insecurity. When they finally sleep together, he is seen to have extensive scarring all over his torso. <br />
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Arlene accepts Eugene's physical disfigurement and forms an emotional bond with him, but quickly abandons their relationship when her alcoholic ex-husband Ricky (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_Bon_Jovi" title="Jon Bon Jovi">Jon Bon Jovi</a>) returns to her, claiming to have given up drinking. Ricky's return and Arlene's acceptance of it angers Eugene, whose own mother had a habit of taking his abusive, alcoholic father back. When Arlene attempts to explain to him that she believes Ricky has changed for good, he explains that his father intentionally burned him by knocking him unconscious and pouring gas over him, berating Arlene for being "one of those women" and warns her of Ricky's potential to abuse Trevor. When Ricky drinks again and resumes his abusive behavior, Arlene realizes her mistake and forces him to leave.<br />
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Trevor's school assignment marks the beginning of the story's chronology, but the opening scene in the film shows one of the later favors in the "pay it forward" tree, in which a man gives a car to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Los_Angeles" title="Los Angeles">Los Angeles</a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Journalist" title="Journalist">journalist</a> Chris Chandler (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jay_Mohr" title="Jay Mohr">Jay Mohr</a>). As the film proceeds, Chandler traces the chain of favors back to its origin as Trevor's school project. After her date with Eugene, Arlene paid Jerry's favor forward by forgiving her own mother, Grace (<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angie_Dickinson" title="Angie Dickinson">Angie Dickinson</a>), for her mistakes in raising Arlene, and Grace, who is homeless, helps a gang member escape from the police. The gang member then saves a girl's life in a hospital, and the girl's father gives Chandler his new car.<br />
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Chandler finally identifies Trevor as the originator of "pay it forward" and conducts a recorded interview in which Trevor describes his hopes and concerns for the project. Eugene, hearing Trevor's words, realizes that he and Arlene should be together. As Eugene and Arlene reconcile with a passionate embrace, Trevor notices his friend Adam being bullied by gangster-like kids. He pays it forward to Adam by rushing into the scene and fighting the bullies while Eugene and Arlene rush to stop him. One of the bullies takes a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Switchblade" title="Switchblade">switchblade</a> out of his pocket. Trevor is then accidentally pushed into the knife and is stabbed in the abdomen. Trevor consequently dies at the hospital. This news is reported on television; Arlene and Eugene are soon visited by hundreds of people who have participated in the "Pay It Forward" movement by gathering in a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vigil" title="Vigil">vigil</a> to pay Trevor their respects.<br />
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Have we ever noticed that doing good to others will actually make our day?<br />
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Well, I think it is time for me to see things differently now. It is no point for me to be annoyed by ill-mannered people around me or being offended when my so called best friends are no more acting like best friends & etc.. Let's do some changes in life.<br />
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Therefore, I would really like to offer the same 'Pay-it-forward' spirit & my friendship to any 5 of my dear readers who willing to drop their comments in my comment box. Be it where ever you are. Here are guides for you :-<br />
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1. Leave your comments on this post together with your email address<br />
2. Take pictures of my surprise gift to you & write a special post on how would you like to extend this 'pay-it-forward' spririt to your readers.<br />
3. Put a link to my blog in your post so that I could pay you a visit.<br />
*But if you do not have your own blog, you could spread the spirit through other social media, be it FB, instagram etc.wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-52595303346166672772014-02-27T22:50:00.001-08:002014-02-27T22:50:28.415-08:00London & Paris Trip Part 3 : Jalan-JalanLama benar ambil masa nak sambung cerita yer? Nak buat macamana, the mood is not there...hehehe...ok..ok..jom sambung lagi...<br />
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Hari ketiga kami di London adalah hari Sabtu. Seperti biasa trip kami just nak rileks-rileks jer, so, tak payah la nak rushing sangat. Seperti biasa, pukul 9 pagi kami keluar dari apartment & heading to King's Cross Station to visit the famous Natural History Museum.<br />
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Ramai betul orang keluar hari tu...maklumlah...sabtu kan? Queue nak masuk museum pun bukan main panjang lagi. Izzat memang excited la bila bagitau dia yang kita nak pergi tengok dinosour dekat museum (walaupun cuma rangka dinosaur). Maka beratur la kami walaupun panjang. Tapi, sekejap jer beratur tu, dalam 5 minit je sebab dia just nak release yang keluar dulu then baru lepaskan yang beratur nak masuk. Oh ya, masuk museum ni free jer.<br />
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The queue (Kalau boleh elak weekend lebih baik)</div>
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The famous spot of Natural History Museum</div>
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Kami kat dalam museum tu tak lama, around pukul 1 dah keluar. Kalau ikutkan itenary saya, lepas keluar dari museum, nak ke Harrods yang katanya cuma a few blocks away from the museum. So, jalan la kami...dah la hujan masa tengah jalan tu. Jalan punya jalan, bila dah nampak Harrods terus hilang letih. Biasa la...perempuan..hehehe. Masuk jer dalam tu, ramai sangat orang...ARAB...memang kaya la diaorang ni...sorang-sorang beratur bayar chanel, LV & all those high end punya brand. Dalam segan-segan, saya approach la sorang salesman ni, asking for Harrods items department. Dengan penuh mesra, dia berikan direction pada saya. Hilang la jugak rasa segan tu. </div>
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Masuk je ke department yang diingini, memang rambang mata la weh. Habis berterabur memori ni nak recall balik sapa kirim apa. End up, all types of handbags aku sambar. Adalah dalam 9 biji (untuk mama, mami, umi, acom etc...mostly for family members). Then sambar pulak shopping bag harrods yang colourful tu. FYI, barang-barang kat sana murah banyak berbanding Harrods kat KLCC or KLIA ya. Mr. Hubby & anak-anakku sangat well behaved, siap duduk bersila kat lantai lagi tunggu mummynya yang dah tak tentu arah memilih barang. Lepas dah pilih yang berkenan, saya pun pass la kat Mr. Hubby mintak dia beratur bayar. Hehehe...lama betul menunggu giliran nak membayar sebab nya ramai pak-mak Arab yang shopping lagiiii banyak. </div>
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Welcome to London Harrods!</div>
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Lepas habis bayar, kami bergerak ke kaunter VAT claim pulak. Sedar tak sedar dah dekat pukul 4 petang, tiket nak masuk Madame Tussauds pukul 4.30 petang. Mula la kalut masa tu. Nak berjalan ke sana tak tau kot mana. Last-last, teringat pesan sorang kawan ni, kalau ada emergency, naik taxi je. Bila kami turun, nasib baik taxi dah ada, terus masuk dengan stroller sekali (ini yang bagus tentang taxi di London, stroller boleh tolak masuk jer, tak payah lipat-lipat). </div>
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Sesampainya kami di Madame Tussauds, punya la ramai manusia beratur. Sepanjang kat dalam sana, memang sesak nafas rasanya, manusia punya la ramai, nak skip ruang tak boleh dah. Nak tak nak terpaksa la redah. Tapi, kami betul-betul syukur sebab anak-anak memang behaved & langsung tak buat hal. Nothing much to say about Madame Tussauds, lets the picture do the talking.<br />
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Jumpa spiderman...ok la tu..</div>
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Two well behaved children! Welldone!</div>
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Jumpa shrek jugak!</div>
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Setakat inilah dulu yang mampu saya update. Next is on our trip out of central London...till then...tata</div>
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Hari kedua kami di London, itenary kami cuma berjalan-jalan di sekitar kota London. Lepas breakfast, kami terus berjalan ke King's Cross station & naik tube ke Trafalgar Square. Semua research nak naik line mana & connection from one station to one station kami dah buat siap-siap. It's good for you to check the lines & routes through <a href="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/modalpages/2625.aspx" target="_blank">this website</a> . From here, you could plan your route & will be given a few choices to decide the best & shortest route possible for your journey. Dekat website ni pun dia akan inform station yang mana wheelchair & stroller friendly. <br />
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Satu perkara yang saya puas dok meng'google' sebelum ke sana adalah tentang ber'stroller' di kota London. Al maklumlah, kami travel with small children, it is important to know the road condition, public transport etc.. Tapi, saya tak mendapat jawapan yang tepat sepanjang research saya. Oleh itu, saya ingin berkongsi tentang tips ber'stroller' di London. Sebelum ke sana, banyak perkara yang kami bincangkan pasal isu stroller ni, perlu ke tak bawak double stroller, or bawak 2 stroller or satu stroller dengan buggy board.<br />
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<u>Ber'stroller' di London</u><br />
Susah ke senang? Sebenarnya it depends...kalau bawak anak kecik, memang perlu bawak stroller. Especially untuk memudahkan anak-anak berehat & tido, lebih-lebih lagi kalau maknya nak bershopping...hehehe<br />
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Kebanyakan kaki lima di London sempit & berbatu kasar, tapi at least ada kaki lima kan? So, ok jer kalau nak bawak stroller. Tapi kalau guna double stroller yang side by side tu susah sikit la, better lagi guna tandem stroller.<br />
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Cuma, kalau nak travel ke sana ke sini menggunakan tube, be prepared untuk mengangkat stroller turun naik tangga, sebab tak semua tube station ada lif (sebab tu better check di website<a href="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/modalpages/2625.aspx" target="_blank"> tfl</a> ). Sesetengah station yang banyak line tu kalau ada lif pun jauh-jauh jaraknya & makan masa serta meletihkan. Jangan main-main kalau letih ni, mood pun boleh jatuh merudum...hehehe..<br />
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First & 2nd day kami banyak naik tube, tapi, disebabkan dah tak larat, kami naik bas. Amazingly, naik bas di London ni lebih convenient dari naik tube, especially dengan stroller. Timing pun tepat & bas-bas kat sana akan ada selang 10 minit. Tapi, kena rajin baca route di bus stand, sebab tak semua bas akan berhenti di bus stand yang sama. Tak susah lah, senang jer. <br />
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Sebagai guide, kalau duduk di area King's Cross, boleh naik bas no. 10 (operate 24 hours - bila baca route dia automatik kita tahu) terus sampai depan jalan besar nak ke Studios to let tu. Cuma, setiap bas, maximum no. of stroller/wheelchair allowed are 3 only. Kalau you all tahan tp driver bas tak berhenti or tak buka pintu, cuba jenguk dulu kat dalam tu, mungkin dah penuh kuota stroller dalam bas. Takpe, boleh tunggu next bus.<br />
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Tapi, kami tak bawa double/tandem stroller. Kami cuma bawa stroller + buggy board. Kalau abang tido, kami letak abang dalam stroller & adik berdiri kat buggy board. Kalau dua-dua tido, papa dukung adik..hehehe..tak larat la nak mengangkat double/tandem stroller. Kata travel light kan? Nak shopping lagi..huhuhu.<br />
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Big ben, horse guard museum, London eye & other attraction</div>
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Kiri : Horseguard museum</div>
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Kanan : Big Ben</div>
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Kiri : London eye</div>
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Kanan : Izzat at Disney Store @ Oxford Street</div>
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Kiri & Kanan : Still at Disney Store. Adik is so excited to meet Princess Sofia</div>
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Oxford street ni pun walking distance jer from other attraction, tapi, kami ni mana la biasa berjalan banyak, so, naik bas la jawabnya. Tujuan ke Oxford Street ni sebenarnya just nak get familiar with it jer sambil2 memilih kedai nak masuk later. Kalau ikut itenary, shopping day kami hari Isnin nanti.</div>
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To be honest, I love shopping in London. One of the reason saya pilih ke London during summer sebab banyak sale. Kalau pergi hujung tahun pun banyak sale, tapi, banyak winter clothing jer, kalau ada yang lain pun balance yang tak habis masa summer. Ok, enough about shopping, will update in another posts ya.</div>
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Lepas jalan-jalan di Oxford Street, kami ke Harry Potter Studio. Yang ni tragis sikit, nak masuk studio ni, kena beli tiket online jer, pastu kena pilih timing. Dekat tiket tu dia dah tulis, kalau kita lambat, ada kemungkinan tak dibenarkan masuk tapi, boleh cuba tanya dekat kaunter. Cuma, entrance tak dijamin. Huhuhu...nak tahu apa kisah tragisnya? Kami lambat 1/2 jam!!!! Ni Oxford Street punya pasal la! Konon sempat la...padahal nak mencari tube line tu satu hal...tapi...nasib kami baik...punya bagi alasan macam-macam...mat saleh tu sengih jer...dia cakap boleh masuk sebab tak ramai orang (nasib baik beli tiket hari Jumaat...kalau sabtu or ahad konfem naya)...Alhamdulillah...dapat juga kami masuk. It's like a dream comes true! I love Harry Potter series (semua citer magical saya suka) tapi takde la sampai hafal detailnya, bila dapat tengok all the props & masuk ke set filem ni memang best sangat. Budak-budak ni bukan faham pun..mak dia jer yang excited lebih...hehehe...enjoy the pic la yer...nak letak caption pun dah lupa dah semua nama set ni...huhuhu...yang mana terer tu teka la set apa yang ada kat bawah ni...</div>
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Balik jer dari Harry Potter Studios ni, dah pukul 8 malam...masak tetap kena masak...lepas makan semua terbongkang tak sedar diri. Hehehe...next trip, kita citer next post.</div>
wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-75821263305618821462014-01-28T00:36:00.002-08:002014-01-28T18:43:12.188-08:00London & Paris 2013 : Part 1 - The arrivalLamanya berhutang posting pasal trip to London & Paris. Natijahnya, banyak details yang dah terlupa. Nasib la kan...sapa suruh malas ek? <br />
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Sebelum disalah anggap, ingin saya terangkan di sini yang posting tentang trip kami ini bukan tujuan untuk menunjuk-nunjuk. Sekadar ingin berkongsi pengalaman & tips-tips dengan sesiapa sahaja yang merancang untuk melancong.<br />
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Saya rasa, beberapa perkara yang menjadi tanda-tanya dan yang penat saya buat research sebelum pergi hari tu adalah sangat perlu diterangkan dengan lebih terperinci. Contohnya ber'stroller' di sana, travel dengan anak kecil, makanan, kos & macam-macam lagi. Oleh itu, postings saya akan diterbitkan dalam beberapa siri. Hehehe...tak tau la bila nak habis...ikut tahap kerajinan la yer?<br />
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Ok...kita mulakan perjalanan cerita kembara ini sekarang. Maaf yer, saya takkan recap date sekian-sekian kat sini sebab memori ku sudah caca marba. Yang saya ingat adalah, kami bertolak ke London pada malam 21/8/2013 & sampai di sana pada pagi 22/8/2013.<br />
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Perancangan untuk ke London & Paris ni dah ada dalam kepala sejak hujung 2012 lagi, tetapi, percaya tak kalau saya cakap all the bookings (be room, tickets etc.) were made only in Jun? Hahaha...memang last minute punya orang la kan? Sebenarnya, survey tu yang makan masa, especially when banyak perkara yang tak jelas. Last time I was in London was in 2006. Masa tu bujang & pergi atas dasar kerja, so, memang lain la.<br />
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Kalau naik MAS, ada 2 choices jer timing untuk pilih penerbangan, flight pukul 11 pagi atau 11 malam.<br />
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Tips 1 : Untuk yang travel with kids, it's better for you to take the night flight as the children will be sleeping at least 6-7 hours. So, you'll have some times to rest.<br />
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Oh ya, lupa nak mention, sebelum beli tiket, please pilih timing dulu. Yang saya maksudkan adalah musim apa yang best nak melawat satu-satu tempat tu ya. Kami pilih summer supaya tak sejuk sangat. Tapi, summer in London selalunya HUJAN. So, tak la bagus sangat sebenarnya. Ada jugak hari-hari yang kami basah meredah hujan. Mr. Hubby pulak lupa nak bawak stroller rain cover. Nasib la kan...tapi alhamdullillah...budak2 ni tak demam or selesema sepanjang kat sana. Of course saya bagi dorang mandi & makan ubat everytime balik from any trips (ada juga time2 kami sampai apartment dlm pukul 10 malam...hehehe..oxford street punya penangan la ni...nanti kita citer ek...)<br />
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Dari Heathrow kami dah buat some study on how to move around London (Thanks so much to Cari Forum, ramai yang membantu saya dalam membuat research tak kurang juga yang menjawab soalan-soalan saya). Di London ada 2 jenis travel card, visitor oyster card & travelcard. </div>
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Oyster card ni macam touch n go la. Tapi harga dia beza ikut zon. Saya pilih beli visitor oyster card ni untuk zon 1 & 2 sebab kebanyakan attraction adalah dalam zon 1 & 2. Kalau kita nak travel di luar zon 1 & 2 contohnya macam kami nak ke Harry Potter Studios di Zon 6, kami just top up the required amount jer. Untuk oyster card ni, kita boleh juga pilih 7 days travel card option. 7 days oyster travel card ni dia dah siap calculate (sekali dgn discount) minimum fare yang kita perlu bayar untuk travel within zone yang kita pilih (in my case is aroung 32 pound untuk seorang adult. Kad ni kami beli di Heathrow punya tube station. Oh ya, oyster travel card ni kita boleh guna untuk naik other public transport such as bus etc. & also boleh dpt 10% discount untuk naik river cruise.</div>
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Kita akan diberi kad kertas yang kita kena tunjukkan pada gate keeper/bus driver. Function dia lebih kurang sama dgn oyster card, cuma kita tak boleh top up kat situ kalau nak keluar dari zon yang kita pilih. So, kalau nak travel luar dari zone, kena beli tiket lain. Unless memang u all nak beli travel card dari zon 1-6 la which will cost you around 50++ pound. </div>
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On the other hand, maybe ada banyak perubahan berkenaan transportation cost in 2013 & 2014. Untuk penjelasan yang lebih lanjut, saya cadangkan anda bertanya terus kepada forumer Cari Forum kat link <a href="http://mforum.cari.com.my/forum.php?mod=viewthread&tid=765866&extra=page%3D1&page=1" target="_blank">London</a> ni. They're all very helpful. Tapi, sebelum bertanya, sila baca the whole thread sepenuhnya ya, sebab mungkin pertanyaan anda akan terjawab sepanjang bacaan ni.</div>
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Kiri : Tengah study map kat luar King's Cross Station (Nak cari studio apartment yang kami book)</div>
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Kanan : Kat depan Studio To let, letak barang dulu kat lobi (tapi belum check in sebab kami sampai awal) & now going out for breakfast & jalan-jalan.</div>
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Di London, kami menginap di Studios To Let. Macamana kami tahu pasal apartment ni & kenapa kami pilih? semuanya setelah buat research di Cari Forum (seperti link di atas). Apartment ni dekat sangat dengan King's Cross Station (stesen yang menempatkan Eurostar Line ke Paris - our next destination) & dekat King's Cross Station ni jugaklah yang jadi lokasi penggambaran Harry Potter. Remember Platform 9 3/4 ? You could not miss this attraction! Apartment ni ada washing machine & dryer, tapi kena share la dengan tenants lain. Kalau travel abroad, kami memang suka ambik apartment dari hotel, lebih convenient & mudah sebab boleh basuh baju dan masak sendiri.</div>
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Kiri : Seronok depa ni dok main kat cafe ni. One of the cafes in King's Cross Station.</div>
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Kanan : At Green Park Station.</div>
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Kami punya schedule that day just jalan-jalan gi Buckingham Palace nak tengok changing guard ceremony at 11.30 am everyday. Tapi, sampai sana hujan pulak. Nasib baik dah siap-siap beli baju hujan kat Malaysia sebab memang dah ready tentang cuaca yang tak menentu di sana. So, kami tak stay lama kat sana & proceed to Bayswater. Kenapa Bayswater? Sebab kat situ la memori saya pertama kali ke London tersemat. Tapi, semua dah berubah. Kedai bunga cantik kat tepi blok dah tak ada, banyak kedai makanan halal yang best dah tak ada, yang ada cuma expensive middle eastern food jer. So, kami singgah la makan kat salah satu kedai tu. Tapi tak best sangat, pelayan pun kurang mesra. Lepas makan, kami singgah di Tesco Express for grocery shopping. <br />
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For the whole plastic bag (almost 1 week punya stok tu) I only spent 17++pound which is soooo cheap (kalau convert pun masih lagi murah). Dengan beras, minyak, telur, udang besar2, smoked mackerel, wedges, curly fries, berries, roti & macam-macam lagi la.</div>
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Fuh, banyak lagi nak story mory ni. Tapi, tuan tanah dah penat dah menaip. Kita sambung nanti ya? Untuk anda yang merancang nak ke London tu, di alu-alukan untuk baca post ni. Kalau ada yang nak bertanya lanjut, sila la tinggalkan komen so that I could answer your specific questions.</div>
wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-19649859502860961942014-01-21T08:00:00.000-08:002014-01-21T08:00:00.399-08:00Mummy macam syaitan?Sedar tak sedar, dah setahun Izzat bersekolah. Alhamdulillah, banyak perkembangan diri Izzat yang positif kami lihat. <br />
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His english vocab has increased & he is more confident speaking in english. He could just switch to english in seconds if we asked him to do so! <br />
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Being a shy kid eversince, Izzat has changed so much. He talks a lot & always questioned us so many things. <br />
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A few months ago (yeah, yeah, I have been neglecting this blog sampaikan kena quote cerita 'a few months ago'..kira ok la tu...kalau jadi 'once upon a time'...haa...itu memang tahap legend la kan?..hahaha), he started to question us about heaven, hell, devil, angels & some other religous matters.<br />
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Nak dijadikan cerita, satu hari tu saya temankan dia wee wee (it means 'pee' people!) then, this conversation took place :-<br />
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Izzat : Mummy...my friend taught me to wee wee like this... (Berdiri ko! Sambil buat aksi orang wee wee!)<br />
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Mummy : (Terkejut ni)...Abang..it's not proper to wee wee like that...do you know who actually love to wee wee like that?<br />
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Izzat : Who? (Curious)<br />
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Mummy : It's syaitan...if you don't want to become syaitan's friend, don't wee wee like that again ya? Always sit. Understand?<br />
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Izzat mengangguk je la. Sejak dari hari tu, banyak sangatlah soalannya pasal si setan ni. Rumah dia kat mana? Kalau kita azan, syaitan pegi mana? Macamana nak halau syaitan? Hmm...memang maknya kena digest balik buku teks agama darjah 5 la jawabnya.<br />
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Nak dijadikan cerita lagi. Satu hari ni, saya tengah membebel pasal diorang dok main toys tak kemas balik. Maknya dah la penat sepanjang hari kerja, balik rumah nak kena menikmati pandangan indah rumah yang bagaikan tongkang pecah dek penangan toys yang berselerak. Tiba-tiba, Izzat bersuara...<br />
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Izzat : Mummy ni macam syaitan la...<br />
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Ambik kau...terkedu mummynya sekejap mendengarkan statement anak yang mencengkam jiwa...dah tak jadi dah nak marah...terkejut jugak bila anak samakan kita dengan setan...<br />
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Mummy : Kenapa abang cakap mummy macam tu?<br />
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Izzat : Ye la...mummy ni asyik marah je...syaitan je suka marah orang...<br />
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Mummy : (Dengan nada yang tenang)...mana ada mummy marah...mummy cakap je...ok la..ok la...mummy tak marah-marah dah...abang tolong mummy kemas ya?<br />
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Huhuhu...tamparan hebat sungguh...tak semena-mena...gelaran setan yang mummy dapat...so guys, berhati-hatilah ya bila anak-anak anda sudah mula curious...mungkin hidup anda akan diselubungi misteri...wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-35798972154943437422014-01-20T00:53:00.001-08:002014-01-20T00:56:11.072-08:00Friends with benefitSalam semua...<br />
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Eh, dah lama tak menulis di blog ni...tiba-tiba tajuknya macam ni ya?<br />
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Owh...jangan cepat melatah...kisah ini tidak berniat menyentuh peribadi sesiapa. Sekadar mahu berkongsi apa yang terlihat dan ternampak di pandangan mata.<br />
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Semua orang punya kawan kan? Kawan sedari kecil, kawan sekolah, kawan universiti, rakan sekerja, jiran-jiran, ibu kepada kawan-kawan anak kita dan macam-macam lagi jenis kawan yang tak tersebut kat sini.<br />
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Ada kawan yang makan kawan, ada kawan yang baik kat depan, ada kawan yang ikhlas berkawan, ada kawan yang berkawan dengan kita sebab mahukan sesuatu dari kita. Bila dah dapat, poof! terus hilang.<br />
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Kali ini saya teringin menyentuh tentang 'friends with benefit'. Perkara ini timbul dalam fikiran saya ketika melihat satu situasi di pejabat saya. <br />
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Di penghujung tahun 2013 baru-baru ini, ketua bahagian saya (seorang wanita) telah dinaikkan pangkat. Alhamdulillah, tahniah kepada beliau. Pangkat baru beliau telah meletakkan beliau sebagai orang ketiga di dalam barisan menuju ke puncak. <br />
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Ketua saya ini, orangnya agak reserved, kawan-kawan yang selalu datang ke bilik beliau untuk bertanya khabar dan berborak hanya 5 orang sahaja. Rasanya, mungkin mereka ini adalah orang yang sentiasa berkongsi suka duka dengan beliau.<br />
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Pada hari beliau menerima surat kenaikan pangkat, dengan tidak semena-mena, bahagian kami menerima kunjungan segerombolan manusia yang beria-ia datang mengucapkan tahniah kepada beliau. Siap berpeluk cium lagi. Gayanya seperti memang 'best friend forever' lah! <br />
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Kunjungan itu benar-benar membuka mata kami. Kerana di dalam gerombolan pengunjung itu, ada di antara mereka adalah orang yang selalu memburukkan beliau di belakangnya (kadang-kadang terdengar juga ditelinga kami bisikan-bisikan nakal tentang gosip di pejabat ini). Wow, begitu mudah sekali mereka menukar persepsi, hanya kerana pangkat yang dimiliki. Dalam masa yang sama, timbul rasa kasihan kami kepada sang ketua, adakah teman-teman ini akan bersama-sama menyedekahkan al-fatihah & bacaan yaasin sekiranya beliau pergi menghadap Ilahi? Sanggupkan teman-teman ini sama-sama mengiringi jenazahnya ke kuburan kelak? Wallahua'lam.<br />
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Ketika ini, saya merenung kembali perjalanan hidup saya. Adakah saya punya teman-teman yang setia? Perlukah saya mengharapkan kesetiaan dari seorang teman? Sepanjang hidup saya, saya tidak mempunyai ramai teman rapat. Dari satu fasa ke satu fasa, saya punya sekumpulan teman yang saya kirakan 'rapat'. Namun, istilah rapat itu terhenti disitu sahaja. Tamat belajar, 'full stop'. Bertemu memanglah jarang, bercakap telefon pun kurang. Lebih-lebih lagi bila masing-masing sudah berumahtangga.<br />
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Saya cemburu bila melihat status teman-teman lain keluar bertemu teman-teman rapat masing-masing. Tak kiralah masing-masing dengan stroller masing-masing pun, namun, tetap punya masa bertemu dan bertanya khabar. <br />
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Namun, tak semuanya begitu...alhamdulillah, baru-baru ini saya berpeluang bertemu teman-teman lama yang suatu masa dulu sangat dekat dihati saya.<br />
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Buat Gee, Kat, Fika, Pija, Yan, Azee...korang tetap dihati aku...sampai bila-bila...insya-Allah, akan kupelihara persahabatan kita hingga ke akhir hayat...<br />
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Buat Che A, Diey, Farah, Atem & Su...you will still be in my heart...no matter what...<br />
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Buat Lin & Kak Zulia...thanks for being there for me & may we will be friends forever<br />
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Buat Ashra...terima kasih kerana menjadi teman sekasut yang sangat memahami...terima kasih juga kerana rajin tinggalkan jejak di rumah usang ini...semoga persahabatan kita kekal sampai bila-bila<br />
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Buat teman-teman yang tidak kusebut namanya disini...terima kasih kerana menerima ku sebagai teman...<br />
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Alhamdulillah...Thank You Allah for blessing me with wonderful friends throughout my life journey...wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-33284449378345401712013-10-24T00:26:00.001-07:002013-10-24T00:26:43.390-07:00What a life...Lamanya tak berupdate blog ni...nak buat macamana...tahap kemalasan yang terlampau tinggi meluap-luap ni...hehehe...maaf lah ya...<br />
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Sepanjang saya menghilangkan diri dari ber'blogging' ni, banyak perkara yang nak dikongsi, tapi, masa amat sangatlah cemburu dengan diri ini. Kisah percutian kami ke London-Paris (kalau nak update yang ni, makan masa gak ni), aktiviti harian, Dots & Bows & some other random things that crossed my mind to be shared.<br />
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Basically, our trip to London & Paris was fun & exhausting. Sebelum bertolak rasa macam cukup kot 6 hari di London & 4 hari di Paris. Rupanya...nan hado...London was great & rasa nak pegi lagi jer (ehem..ehem..hope Mr. Hubby read this). Tapi tak apalah, apa-apapun kita kenalah ukur baju di badan sendiri. Syukur tak terhingga atas kurniaan Yang Maha Esa, walaupun tak kaya-raya...rezeki tu tetap ada.<br />
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Bercerita tentang kaya raya ni, risau juga saya kalau-kalau ada mana-mana posts saya yang lepas menyebabkan ada yang salah faham. Saya mula berniaga bukan dengan niat nak kaya raya. Sekadar cuba 'establish'kan satu bentuk pendapatan sampingan sekiranya satu hari nanti saya buat keputusan untuk berhenti kerja dan menjadi suri rumah. <br />
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Seperkara lagi yang merisaukan saya adalah tentang mentor yang membantu & mengajar saya untuk memulakan perniagaan online ini. Nampak gayanya agak 'memaksa' saya untuk push sales to the limit. Cara approach pelanggan pun agak keras. Itu bukan cara saya. Saya tak nak paksa sesiapa membeli produk saya. Pushing sales memanglah perlu, tapi, biarlah saya gunakan cara yang lebih berhemah. Kalaulah satu hari nanti saya berhenti kerja, tujuan utama saya adalah menguruskan rumahtangga. Bisnes dah jatuh no. 2. Kalau rumahtangga terabai, rasanya tak ada guna saya berhenti kerja. Might as well saya teruskan kerja tetap ini sambil uruskan rumahtangga tanpa perlu berbisnes. Betul tak?<br />
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Life is too short to be wasted, so, appreciate whatever we have. Biarlah kita tak kaya & ternama kalau kaya itu akan menjadikan kita riak. Ingatan untuk diri saya juga...sekian...<br />
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Oh ya, updates & pictures of our trip later ya? Hehehewanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-41031882957041055752013-07-15T01:28:00.001-07:002013-07-15T01:30:41.895-07:00Alhamdulillah...Selamat menyambut Ramadhan semua...seperti tahun-tahun sebelum ini, sambutan Ramadhan kami sekeluarga sederhana saja. Yang penting amal ibadat perlu digandakan. Seperti bait-bait lirik lagu nyanyian Raihan bersama Man Bai yang sentiasa menyentuh perasaan saya :-<br />
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Ku mengharapkan Ramadhan kali ini penuh makna...agar dapat kulalui dengan sempurna...<br />
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Tiada lain yang saya harapkan...semoga Allah mengampunkan segala dosa-dosa saya & keluarga...<br />
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Hidangan kami Ramadhan ini lebih sederhana, tak mahu membazir dah berlebih-lebih. Cukup sekadar memenuhi 1/3 ruang perut sepertimana yang disarankan oleh Rasulullah. Cuma dihujung minggu saya akan memenuhi permintaan suami dan anak-anak untuk memasak lauk-pauk kesukaan mereka.<br />
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Izzat masih belum saya ajar berpuasa, biarpun separuh hari. Mungkin tahun depan kami akan mula melatih dia berpuasa. <br />
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Oh ya...dalam pada saya berdiam diri beberapa ketika ini, sesuatu yang dirancang akhirnya berjaya juga dijadikan kenyataan. Alhamdulillah...saya telahpun memulakan perniagaan secara atas talian (online) secara kecil-kecilan. Buat masa ini, saya hanya menjual dress2 comel untuk kanak-kanak perempuan dan juga baju kurung bayi.<br />
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Awal perniagaan ini, saya hanya ingin mendapatkan perhatian teman-teman baru di facebook, tidaklah saya beria-ia ingin menghabiskan jualan dengan memberikan maklumat-maklumat yang tidak tepat berkenaan produk yang saya jual. Kalau boleh, saya mahu pelanggan-pelanggan saya menjadi kawan-kawan baru yang sentiasa berinteraksi dan berkongsi cerita.<br />
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Mengikut perancangan saya, sedikit demi sedikit saya akan menghasilkan rekaan saya sendiri (dalam kuantiti yang minima untuk memastikan jahitan yang kemas dan teratur). Saya gemar berimaginasi dengan fesyen...terutama sekali untuk muslimah dan kanak-kanak. Seringkali saya terfikirkan gaya-gaya yang saya mahukan pada blouse-blouse dan gaun-gaun comel. Walaupun sedikit sebanyak saya rasakan ianya agak mustahil untuk saya hasilkan (maklumlah, ijazah saya dalam bidang kejuruteraan...bukan fashion design), tapi, saya rasa saya patut cuba (kecut perut saya tiap kali fikirkan kebarangkalian kegagalan). <br />
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Namun, saya akan tetap berdoa dan mohon petunjuk daripada yang Maha Esa. Kalau berjaya perjalanan ini saya tempuhi, saya harap saya dapat menumpukan perhatian pada keluarga dengan menjadikan masa saya lebih fleksibel. <br />
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Oh ya, sedikit update tentang sixth sense izzat. Kami dah jumpa balik ustaz tu, & dia minta kami mandikan izzat dgn air masjid yang dibacakan ayat Quran selama 3 petang berturut-turut dengan pakai baju lama izzatyang juga dia dah bacakan. Lepas petang ketiga, baju tu dibuang ke sungai. So far ok la, ustaz tu cakap benda tu belum kuasai izzat, dia cuma ikut je.<br />
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So, after a few days, saya saja la nak test. Masa tgh mandikan izzat, saya tanya la izzat...<br />
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Mummy : Izzat....Izzat nampak hantu lagi tak?<br />
Izzat : Nampak....<br />
Mummy : Ye ke?<br />
Izzat : mmm...<br />
Mummy : Kat mana?<br />
Izzat : Kat bilik mummy dah takde...<br />
Mummy : Habis tu kat mana?<br />
Izzat : Kat sini...(referring to the toilet)<br />
Mummy : (sedikit terkejut) Bila?<br />
Izzat : (Dengan selambanya dia jawab)....Sekarang....<br />
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Saya gelak je la, memandangkan Izzat rileks je walaupun dia claim dia nampak hantu, saya pun tak takut sangat. Takde la sampai meremang segala bulu yang ada. Hmm...kalau dah takdir nak buat macamana kan? Cuma kami akan ikhtiar lagi sekiranya perkara-perkara ni betul-betul ganggu kehidupan dia.<br />
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By the way...both Izzat & Amani now dah tido separate dari kami.<br />
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Cerita pasal anak bujang saya sorang ni.<br />
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Before bedtime (weekend), dia mesti akan tengok movie yang papa dia download kat desktop. Papa dia ajar, kalau dah habis tengok, komputer kena shutdown & dia cuma boleh tengok 1 movie je before sleep. & after habis 1 movie tu, walaupun kami berdua dah tertido awal, bangun pagi, desktop mesti dah shutdown. & dia takkan naik tido atas katil kami lepas kami ajar dia tido dekat tempat dia.<br />
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Amani pulak, progress dia lagi cepat dari izzat. At the age of 1 year 7 months, she can speak quite well & she can even sing buai laju-laju in full. Terkejut gak kami dengar. & latest, dia dah boleh kira 1-10 in both malay & english.<br />
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Izzat sekarang ni pun, dah banyak vocab english dia. & dia dah faham kalau kita cakap english dengan dia, cuma ada yang dia boleh jawab balik dalam english, ada jugak yang dia jawab balik in malay. Ok jugak la skolah dkt brainy bunch ni. Banyak lagi progress dia selama 6 bulan di sana. Tapi takpe la, we just keep it to ourselves.<br />
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If ada yang sedang mencari-cari pre-school utk anak-anak tu, nasihat saya, kalau ada terbaca review yang tak best tu, jgn terus jump into conclusion yang skolah tu tak bagus, mungkin cawangan tu je yang tak bagus. The best way is, to ask parents yang dah hantar anak kat situ. Pegi tanya petang-petang masa dorg nak ambik anak. Sebab masa tu, dorng tak rushing sgt.<br />
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Till God-knows-when...tata<br />
<br />wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-17692741313179973252013-04-22T19:32:00.000-07:002013-04-22T19:32:16.747-07:00Change of Plan?Tahun ni, kami plan untuk bercuti jauh sikit...dan juga lama sikit dari kebiasaan. Lebih-lebih lagi sebab dah 2 tahun kami tak bercuti jauh sebab pregnancy & Amani kecil sangat nak bawa jalan...Tapi, tiba-tiba terfikir pula berkenaan projek lain yang kami nak buat. Antaranya adalah laminated flooring untuk keseluruhan bahagian atas rumah kami, bilik jahitan saya cum library & juga bilik anak-anak. Saya plan nak pisahkan bilik tidur mereka dalam masa terdekat ni. Buat masa ni, both of them are sleeping with us on the same bed. Lagi lama, takut lagi clingy nanti susah pulak.<br />
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We did tell izzat this matter, but, it seems like he doesn't like the idea. Walaupun nak separate katil je. Saya rasa semua ni bertitik tolak daripada beberapa peristiwa yang berlaku dalam beberapa bulan yang lalu.<br />
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Untuk pengetahuan semua, saya ni memang suka tengok cerita hantu dan baca kisah-kisah mistik di forum cari. To be honest, tak pernahlah pulak cerita-cerita yang saya baca dan tengok tu mempengaruhi kehidupan saya. Sekadar hiburan je la kekdahnya. Dan saya pun tak pernah alami peristiwa-peristiwa mistik sepanjang kehidupan ini (nau'zubillah!).<br />
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Nak dijadikan cerita, satu malam yang hening dimana suami saya bekerja shif malam, kami anak-beranak pun masuk tidur awal. Seperti biasa la, budak2 ni dok melompat-lompat atas katil. Saya pun tinggal la sekejap untuk ke bilik air. tak lama lepas tu, saya dengar Izzat terjerit-jerit panggil nama saya....<br />
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Saya : Kenapa izzat? (terkocoh-kocoh keluar dari bilik air dalam masa yang sama, saya nampak izzat sedang menutup muka dengan tangan)<br />
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Izzat : Ada hantu kacau izzat....<br />
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berkerut kening saya sambil lihat sekeliling.<br />
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Saya : Kat mana?<br />
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Izzat : Tu...kat atas tu (sambil menuding ke arah kepala katil)...<br />
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Saya : Ish....mana ada? (cuba mengalih perhatian)<br />
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Izzat : Ada...<br />
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Saya : Apa dia buat kat situ? (saja menduga)<br />
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Izzat : Dia tak buat apa-apa...dia pandang Izzat je...<br />
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Saya : (tak mahu menyoal lebih lanjut...lebih-lebih lagi bila bulu roma dah meremang seram)...dah...dah...mummy dah halau dia dah...jom tido...<br />
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Malam tu, kami tiga beranak tido berpelukan. Penyek adik kat tengah...hahaha...<br />
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Keesokan harinya, saya cerita pada Mr. Hubby, then, masa ambil izzat dari sekolah, Mr. Hubby tanya la kat dia. Kata izzat, ada 2 ekor, yang kat atas headboard katil tu kaler hitam, kecik je, rambut panjang. Lagi satu cantik, pakai baju putih & trying to walk towards him from his papa's bedside. Tapi, Izzat tak ada la cam takut sangat2...cara dia cakap tu macam dah biasa tengok...masa kecik2 dulu dia selalu menjerit takut tiba-tiba je...tapi, kami ignore je la sebab nampak macam tak melarat. Susulan dari peristiwa tu, kami ada bawa dia jumpa ustaz...ustaz tu suruh datang lagi bawak baju2 lama izzat & air kolah 3 masjid. tapi, memandangkan izzat cam takde la effect sangat dgn benda2 ni, kami tak pergi lagi follow-up dengan ustaz tu. Nampak gayanya, kena pegi jugak kot dalam masa terdekat ni sebab dia takut nak tido sorang.<br />
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Dan sejak dari hari tu jugak, izzat ada la cakap kat kitaorng kalau dia nampak hantu kat mana-mana. Tapi, takde la macam takut pulak. lepas izzat cakap, amani mesti ikut. Tah pape tah budak2 ni. Still we ignore them...ye lah...dah budak2 pun tak takut...yang mak bapaknya nak menggelabah kenapa pulak kan? Hehehehe...<br />
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Sampai di sini saja lah ngomelan saya ya...tak tau la jadi ke tak tukar plan ni...wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-67410355126193859522013-03-11T18:09:00.002-07:002013-03-11T18:10:01.298-07:00Yogyakarta<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yogyakarta was our first trip for this year. Last time I was there was 5 years ago when Siti just a few months set her foot on it's ground. I like Yogyakarta very much. Langsung tak sama dengan keriuhan dan kesesakan di Kota Bandung atau Jakarta. Boleh dikatakan Yogya sangat tenang...kata Siti Yogya dikenali sebagai kota ilmu. Dah banyak kali trip kami ke Yogyakarta dibatalkan, macam-macam la kisahnya. Dari tahun ke tahun asyik ditangguh. Tapi kali ini, saya tak nak lepaskan lagi peluang tu sebab Siti dah nak balik for good & our trip this time was to attend her graduation. Empat hari di sana rasa tak puas.</div>
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Di Yogya, tak ada tempat-tempat tumpuan untuk shopping macam di Bandung atau Jakarta. Kebanyakan yang bertamu adalah untuk menikmati keindahan tinggalan sejarahnya terutama sekali Candi Borobudur. Walaupun pernah ke sana sebelum ini, tapi, kali ini saya naik lagi ke puncak...saja, temankan Izzat. Cuma sedikit ralat sebab tak dapat ke tempat-tempat lain macam Taman Sari, pantai dan lain-lain tempat. Nak buat macamana, masa sangat suntuk.</div>
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Trip kali ni, kami bersama ibu bapa masing-masing. Hubby cakap dah lama tak bawak parents dia jalan2...it's ok with me, since this trip is not a luxury one macam pergi Europe. Di Yogya, kami tinggal di Hotel Cakra Kembang. Hotel ni baru renovate, so, conditionnya better than before. Hotel ni letaknya di Jalan Kaliurang. Sepanjang jalan ni, banyak tempat-tempat makan dan butik-butik. Maaf, saya tak sempat nak ambil gambar. Kebanyakkannya mengejar masa. Tapi sempat juga lah ke spa dengan Siti. Kalau ada yang nak ke Yogya, Jalan Kaliurang ni sangat disyorkan kalau nak cari hotel sebab bila malam, kedai lambat juga tutup, tak susah nak cari makan compare to kalau duduk tengah2 bandar.</div>
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Air Asia - LCCT, on the way to the plane (sampai je dekat plane, adik ipar saya dah ada, he works with air asia, tiket kitaorang ni, ihsan dia la...hehehe...thank you ayah su!)</div>
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Gambar rombongan Datin Maimun ke Yogya (From left : Hubby, me, amani, FIL, papa, izzat, mama & MIL)</div>
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Lepas check in, kami terus ke Ambarukmo Plaza (shortform Amplaz) untuk makan di Es Teller (my 1st wishlist). Memang sepanjang kat sini makan je la kerja kami. Tengah malam pun cari makan lagi...cemana tak gemuk.</div>
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Amani with Wan</div>
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Second day - berposing di tepi pool...sibuk nak terjun, sama la dgn adik...this is before the graduation ceremony</div>
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Balik dari Borobudur kami ke Gunung Merapi, sempatlah tengok video letusan Merapi tahun 2010. Tak terkata kami menengoknya. Kesian sgt dekat mangsa-mangsa. Haiwan ternakan semua jadi batu sebab terkena lava.</div>
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Berlatarbelakangkan puncak Merapi. masa kami sampai, puncaknya belum ditutup awan & jarang sangat berlaku. First time dapat ambik gambar jelas.</div>
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Macam yang saya bgtau, kami tak ambik gambar sangat. Aktiviti lepas ke Borobudur & Merapi adalah shopping. Pastu, balik KL semula....tata Yogya...kalau ada kesempatan, kami ke sana lagi.</div>
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<br />wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-75526470438226892302013-03-06T19:12:00.001-08:002013-03-06T19:12:48.699-08:00Kejadian Di Malam Hari Part 3Satu malam yang sunyi, ketika kami 3 beranak sedang bersantai-santai di ruang tamu. Izzat sedang menonton movie Megamind, saya pun layan jer la....amani pulak sedang minum susu sambil baring di sebelah saya. Tiba-tiba, Izzat berpaling ke arah saya sambil berkata...<br />
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Izzat : Mummy...mummy gemuk la...<br />
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Terkujat mak nak! Dengan rasa terperanjatnya mendengar kenyataan itu, saya menjawab..<br />
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Mummy : kenapa izzat cakap macam tu? Tak baik tau cakap mummy gemuk...(merajuk)<br />
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Izzat : Tapi...tak baik tipu...<br />
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Gulppp! Apa maknanya tu? Oh tidak! Kanak-kanak tak pandai menipu...maknanya, mummy memang gemuk!<br />
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Perkara diet yang sejak Amani lahir saya tangguhkan, nampak gayanya akan bermula...saya perlu kurus!<br />
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Hehehehe....terima kasih izzat sebab sedarkan mummy...I love U so much!wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-38030152809156984132013-02-14T17:22:00.001-08:002013-02-14T17:22:36.292-08:00Dimana Hati Saya?Sejak beberapa minggu yang lalu, hati saya dah tak ada di tempat kerja...yang saya fikir cuma tentang anak-anak & what kind of activities should I do with them...kekangan saya adalah masa...buat kerja hanya sekadar buat je...hati saya ada di rumah...apa yang saya nak buat dengan anak2 malam ni...apa saya nak masak untuk dinner & bekalkan mereka ke sekolah...tapi, end up...tak sempat...semua tak sempat...<br />
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Rumah tak terurus...kain tak berlipat...dah lipat pun tak sempat nak masukkan dalam wardrobe...<br />
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Saya cemburukan ashra...yang mampu bersama dengan anak2 dan suami sepanjang masa...ceria jer sentiasa berkhidmat untuk mereka walaupun she has a degree in civil engineering...yang lebih saya cemburukan adalah ashra punya masa untuk fikir tentang dimana jiwanya...congrats ash! I'm soooo happy for you...<br />
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Membaca entry ashra hari ni, saya sedikit tersentak...jiwa saya juga pada bidang penulisan...sebelum ini, tangan ini lancar menari di papan kekunci mencurahkan idea yang tidak henti-henti mengalir bagi menghasilkan sebuah skrip...kepuasan itu ada walaupun tidak sepenuhnya (maklumlah, menulis cerita yang sudah dipilih jalan ceritanya oleh stesen tv).<br />
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Saya ada berbincang dengan sang suami...memberikan masa 5 tahun lagi untuk saya meneruskan kerjaya sekarang dan mencari tapak dalam bidang yang lebih dekat dengan jiwa saya...dalam masa yang sama, saya boleh memantau perkembangan anak2...mengambil berat tentang pelajaran dan masa depan mereka...saya sedang bersedia ke arah itu...<br />
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kepada ashra...goodluck & all the best...wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-34689783896550676052013-01-30T22:12:00.001-08:002013-01-30T22:12:09.261-08:00Rajuk Semalamsemalam merajuk terus dgn Mr. Hubby...mana tak nya...wish bday pun dah pkl 3 ptg...pastu macam ala kadar jer wish...sedih giler...<br />
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Tapi...lepas luch td, recept kat ofis panggil....& when I approached her, she presented me with this...<br />
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Thank you very much sayang....sorry for being cranky...love u so much too dear...wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-19126212560549710222013-01-09T18:17:00.001-08:002013-01-09T18:17:51.416-08:00Cerita Tentang Sekolah - IzzatSelamat Tahun Baru....<br />
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Harap masih belum terlambat untuk wish everybody Happy New Year.<br />
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Cerita tentang tahun baru, tahun ini kami decide untuk hantar izzat ke sekolah. And we choose Brainy Bunch for Izzat, though a lot of unpleasent stories heard, we would like to give it a chance first. <br />
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First day in school, Izzat was crying when we left him, but, not for long. And now, he started to like his school & just cry a little bit when I send him in the morning.<br />
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Amani also went to nursery starting this week. seperti yang dijangka, dia menangis sampai hilang suara (sama macam izzat dulu juga). Siap mogok tak nak minum susu. Cuma rajuknya makin hari makin kurang kata cikgu. Hopefully adik can cope with this. Mummy tahu, adik suka berkawan.<br />
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Masalah saya pula, bila sekolah izzat tak mahu terima izzat sebelum pukul 7. & due to this matter, I could not arrived at my office by 8. So, I change my duty period from 8 am-5 pm to 8.30 am-5.30 pm. But, traffic after 7 is really unpredictable. This week itself my attendance record dah 2 kali merah (selang-seli everyday). CEO pulak dah warning tak boleh bagi alasan traffic jam kalau lambat sampai. So, macamana? Hmm....teruk la kalau macam ni. FYI, hari ni saya sampai ofis pukul 8.58 am. Ada juga discuss with the teachers if they could accept izzat by 6.45 am. Tapi, they all macam reluctant sikit sebab diorg punya waktu kerja 7-7. Hmm...entah la...nak buat macamana pun saya tak tahu lagi dah. Minggu ni sangat tension, buat kerja pun tak boleh fokus. Sampai rasa macam nak quit my job, jaga anak-anak & kerja balik lepas anak-anak semua dah besar. Tapi...tak semudah itu, banyak perkara perlu difikirkan sebelum buat keputusan.<br />
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To tell the truth, I love my job. Knowledge yang saya dapat memang banyak. Tapi, kadang-kadang rasa tersepit antara kerjaya & keluarga. Saya memang fikir nak monitor pelajaran anak-anak, buat something fun with them, but, what can we do if we only have 3-4 hours with them everyday. Balik rumah nak masak, basuh kain, prepare barang2 anak-anak nak ke sekolah esoknya, lepas tu dah nak tido. Bila masanya untuk saya check buku sekolah anak-anak? Bila saya nak ambil tahu tentang apa yang mereka buat di sekolah? Bila saya boleh bergurau dengan mereka sedangkan I was so grumpy all the time due to stress? Kesiannya anak-anak mummy...<br />
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Kepada kawan-kawan yang kini menjadi surirumah sepenuh masa walaupun mempunyai kelayakan degree/masters, saya sangat-sangat memerlukan pandangan anda....Ashra...tolong ya...wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-90687443221133265452012-10-29T01:03:00.001-07:002012-10-29T01:03:43.729-07:00Kejadian Di Malam Hari Part 2Semalam, lepas jam dah menunjukkan pukul 10.30 malam, saya naik ke atas meninggalkan budak kecik berdua tu dengan papanya. Tujuannya adalah untuk menggosok baju kerja stok seminggu. Selang 15 minit, kedengaran bunyi budak kecik memanggil<br />
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Izzat : Mummy....? (Looking for me i guess)<br />
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Mummy : Yer...mummy kat atas...<br />
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Then kedengaran bunyi tapak kaki kecil menaiki anak tangga. Tak sampai 2 minit, muncul la Izzat depan pintu bilik.<br />
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Izzat : Mummy...mummy buat apa?<br />
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Mummy : Mummy gosok baju...<br />
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Izzat : oooo....<br />
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Saya peratikan jer budak kecik ni, dia terus jalan masuk bilik menuju ke tempat mainannya yang bersepah tu.<br />
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Mummy : Izzat, baby tinggal dnegan sapa?<br />
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Izzat : Dengan papa...<br />
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Mummy : Kenapa izzat tak jaga baby?<br />
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Izzat : Izzat dah lama tak jumpa mummy...<br />
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Mummy = confuse....bukan baru 20 minit tadi dah dok bergurau bagai ke?<br />
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Tak lama lepas tu, I heard the same sentence coming out from his mouth, but this time, it was addressed to his papa...& I heard a short laugh from him...hehehe...budak2...entah apa la yang dia fikir agaknya.wanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3642833844337985434.post-78136752599260072172012-10-29T00:48:00.002-07:002012-10-29T00:48:53.603-07:00Lamanya Tak Meng'update' Blog & Entry Khas Untuk Cik Siti HamizahAssalamua'laikum semua...<br />
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Lama sungguh blog ni terabai, bukan tak teringin nak update, tapi tak berkesempatan. Otak penat, badan pun penat. Bila baca blog ashra, tengok dia dah berjaya dah ajar aleesya baca, jealous sungguh diri ini...huhuhu...azam saya selama ni nak mengajar izzat baca tah ke mana-mana tah...kerjaya bukan alasan sebenarnya...hopefully, saya mampu ajar izzat sekurang-kurangnya mengenal nombor & huruf sebelum tahun ini berakhir...semoga segala perancangan diperkenankan Allah S.W.T.<br />
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Seperti yang Cik Gee sedia maklum (Hehehe...saja jer petik nama ko gee)<br />
Saya ni boleh tahan hebat jugak bila masuk bab berangan ni. So, demi mencapai anganan tahap langit ketujuh, saya sekarang ni sedang berangan nak plan wedding adik bongsu saya yang entah bila la nak menamatkan zaman bujangnya tu (Ti...if you're reading this, please do remember that you're turning 26 next year...the age when I got married...so, jangan lambat2 yer). Berikut adalah senarai angan2 makcik untuk Cik Siti :-<br />
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1. Akad nikah<br />
- Pentas akad nikah berada di luar rumah, di bawah cahaya bulan & bintang yang bergemerlapan. Memandangkan saya ni minat cerita2 melayu klasik, decoration nya mestilah ala-ala taman serendah sekebun bunga. Semua tetamu akan duduk di atas bantal khas yang disusun mengelilingi pentas akad nikah menantikan lafaz akad oleh sang pengantin (Jumlah tetamu majlis ni terhad ya, dalam 50 orang saja bagi kedua-dua belah pihak). Venuenya mungkin di rumah baru cik di Putrajaya...hehehe.<br />
- Pengantin perempuan pula akan duduk bersimpuh di pelamin ringkas (juga bertemakan taman serendah sekebun bunga) ditemani dayang-dayang berpakaian sedondon, persis seorang puteri.<br />
- Selesai majlis, tetamu-tetamu akan dihidang dengan jamuan ringkas di bawah kanopi lutsinar dengan meja bulat dan kerusi chiavari berhias indah sambil diiringi alunan muzik ghazal (live or recorded based on budget...hehehe)<br />
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2. Reception<br />
- Also with limited guests (unless mama nak jemput ramai for the last wedding in the family la). Since garden concept is never outdated, I might suggest it to Cik Siti, unless she wants a beach wedding or other concept la (please inform me 1st yer Cik Siti). The details? Not yet in my head...hehehehe...nnt kita sambung part 2 yer..<br />
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By the way Cik Siti, happy belated birthday dear sis...sorry, tak wish on time...lupa la...maklum la, dah makin dimamah usia...wish you all the best in life & may you find your dream husband & have a great life together...<br />
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p/s : mama sue, amani is turning 1 next week...so sad you could not join the party...but, don't forget the gift ya? Hihihiwanie_kashfihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04761619084756959841noreply@blogger.com0