Hi, don't want to say any comments about my family gathering. Just want to make my parents happy to see his children caring to each other, especially my father. Well, he is the only child in his family that's why he always told me that I must love my siblings. Don't fight them. They are my closed family. Yes, I will remember it. As the youngest one, I must respect them no matter who they are. Hii.... next week no more open house, no more free satay (more tasty than the ones we paid), no more chicken rendang (although some of the chickens were a bit hard), no more soto (I wonder why I don't like to eat it anymore), etc, etc, etc..... I have to wait for another year to have this wonderful meals again. About my birthday, thank you to the students who wished me, especially 3A (they sang me a birthday song when I entered the class). Of course Puan Soon who was not at school but never forgot to wish me. Thank you to my only niece (Jijah)who sent me SMS, wishing me Happy Birthday and my chubby sister, Kak Lang. Oh ya, to my husband and my son, thanks for the birthday kiss and the cake. Oh my God, it was like I won a Grammy Award trophy. There is another boy in my school who shares the same date. I don't know his name but he is Form 5. So, Happy Birthday to the 23 September borners. Hiii..makin tua le

Lu, apahal?

Yahoo...I managed to cook fried mee last Saturday and it was a success. Thanks to my sifu, Kak Nani (love you). This Saturday, a family gathering at our house. No open house this year. Just for my parents, siblings, my in-laws, nephews, nieces and my vogue grandma, Che Iyah. Alamak, I forgot this name in my list. My Ustazah mengaji, Jameah @ Cik Pon. I will call her tomorrow. The menu, hot fried chicken, beef curry (my dearest kak lang will help me), sambal udang petai (gua masak lu makan) and fried cabbage+carrot. My best friend, Farain sponsored a big water melon while my mom, karipap pusing. Toche! Toche! The drink, of course "ekor ayam jantan" (cocktail le). AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!! Actually, today was the most dreadful day in my life. All about my son. I was so sad that I cried in my car, in front of my parents and at home. Luckily, I did not cry during my PSS meeting at PKG. I knew how to control my emotion but it was like a bomb waiting to explode in my chest. I AM NOT A GOOD MOTHER. It is so sad to accept that fact but that it is. I don't know.. I really need support from someone but...hiii. I really don't know what to do. Good, bad, stupid or smart...he is still my boy. I won't leave him. God will help me to go through with all this. He is so young. He will become somebody, who knows....

Hi! Someone from Home Tuition Care had called me last Wednesday. Settled my son's tuition problem. Many Malay students want to become Resource Centre Prefects. No Chinese and no Indians. There are a few Chinese girls in 3B that I like especially Pang Jia Yee but she never asked. Miss Tan did ask me to give her the chance. May be I will ask her later. Photographers, I have Yong Kah Yin and Woan Shin to help me but I need one boy to help me. The problem is the only boy who is interested to become a photographer is the one who has disciplined problem. Actually I didn't want him to become the photographer but I tested his skill already and it's not bad. He told me that he came to the library a few times but I was not around. My instinct said I cannot trust this boy but my brain said he's good at taking photo, so I need his help. Hiii...I don't trust my instinct anymore. Last time I always listened to my instinct. Never mind la..as long as he does a good work...no problem.

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Hi! I am back. I had extra class with my students yesterday. They were ok and I think a few of them can get A (Foo, Chan, Abilashini and Yap). The rest, I think they can get B. Only 12 students turned up including Mr Cool, Ng Kok Soon. It's better like that so I could focus more on them. That Chan pot, pet, pot, pet non-stop talking. He's so cute but when he starts speaking, he's worse than a woman. But his English, superb. I love reading his essay. It's from his heart. I really, really hope he can get A in PMR. 29 September will be Pn. Soon's retirement day. She's like my backbone. I know some of the teachers don't like her but she knows very well on how I work. I don't feel any pressure when I do my PSS work. Gave her keropok (from Trengganu) for the first time as it will be her last month in my school. Every year I will lose someone special. Have to accept it. Need to be pysically and mentally strong. Now, about my husband. Last Thursday, we went to our neighbour's house. His wife cooked mee curry for the guests. At home, my husband asked me to learn cooking fried mee. He already knew that my fried mee was terrible and I feel miserable thinking of it, even my son didn't want to eat it. I was so angry that I reminded him that before we got married, I had told him that I was not good at cooking. He said that it was just a small matter, he would help me to cook. Hiii...after 15 years now, he is asking me to learn how to cook fried mee. May be, I will ask kak Nani to give me the recipe on how to cook fried mee. Simple but tasty. I am not good on handy work but I will try again, again and again until I am satisfied. So, my husband will become my experiment to taste my wonderful fried mee. Oh ya about my birthday, there are two students in this school share the same date with me. They are Steven and Pavitra. Steven is the real Libra. Happy go lucky type whereas Pavitra is more to Virgo, sensitive and decent. I am the combination of both of them. May be three of us will celebrate it at the canteen (or only Steven and I because I don't think that girl wants to celebrate it with us, not her style).

Selamat Hari Raya

Hi! One more week to go before we can celebrate our Hari Raya...best. What is so special about Hari Raya...well, I love the food. Rendang, nasi dagang, lontong, mee curry....syoknya raya. Yah, the food. If small kids they just think of the ang pow they will get. I thought to buy kebaya nyonya this year. It has been months I haven't worn my kebaya. Just want to look pretty in the raya morning. My husband didn't like my idea. Hiii..this guy said that he preferred me not to wear any thing. He's still the same guy that I have married for 15 years. Always said the same thing. May be when I am 60 years old, he will look at me differently but I hope not. I almost finish my school work. My kuih raya tunjuk-tunjuk are ready. So lazy to bake cookies this year. Bought some for my mother and my mother in law. This Sunday we'll go back to Kelantan. Please pray for our safe journey. Bye and take care.

SELAMAT HARI RAYA......MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN

Lailatul Qadar

Hi! Today I feel better. Last night I slept at 12 o'clock (finished my SAP) and got up at 4.15 to prepare some food for sahur. I was like zombie at school. Really sleepy. What is our topic tonight, oh ya Lailatul Qadar. Before that, I must get back my old self. I hate my bad temper. I made a big mistake to my new friend this month. I apologised to her already but I felt so embarrased. I don't like my attitude. I should change. I was not the cool person like before. I felt terrible. So, this Ramadhan I will try to change. Better silent than say something that can hurt someone's feeling. It is so easy to hurt people with my words but I felt so bad after that. Now about Lailatul Qadar. How to say this? I had that experience when I was in my third year. The night, I forgot (May be 23 or 25 Ramadhan). Our hostel was U shape. My room was the last one whereas the study room was the first room. I went to the study room at 12 something, alone. Need to study for the exam. When I reached that room, I saw a few students studying. Then. the girls said something that it might be lailatul Qadar night. I just didn't bother. I didn't think I could get it because I was not that good. Wearing jeans all the time, just did the compulsory ones only (praying and fasting). They left me alone. I continued studying. After one hour or two, suddenly I felt that the room was full with people. I turned around but nobody there. I heard the sound of buzzing. So noisy. I was so scared that I ran away. From the study room , I ran like a crazy woman to my room. I did hit a few doors while running. Now, my hands are getting cold. It is atill a trauma to me when I remember it. I reached my room. Straightaway I went to my bed, shivering. I took my blanket and covered my body. Every body was sleeping. Then, I felt to urinate. I didn't want to go to the toilet because I was so scared that the water will be frozen. I couldn't bear it anymore, I just prayed to God. If the water was frozen, I would be dead. I was so happy to find out it was not frozen. When I washed my hands, I told myself it was a waste if I just slept. So, I took my ablution (air sembahyang) and performed solat hajat. After praying, I tried to wake up my room mates. I wanted to ask them to perform solat on that barokah night but nobody got up. I couldn't sleep so I read Quran until Suboh prayer. Then, I slept. When they performed their Suboh prayer, I told them it was lailatul Qadar that night. One girl said," Oghe mace kak lela mano boleh dapat lailatul Qadar." I just kept quiet. May be God wanted to show them, after Suboh the sky was so bright and cool at the same time. It was like the sky was open for the angels to go back. When the girls came back to the room, they said, "betullah, malam tadi malam lailatul Qadar." I just thank to God for letting me to go through with it although I will get cold feet when I remember that night. Until today, I don't know why God chose me to have that experience. May be I was so sure that I wouldn't get Lailatul Qadar and because of that I got it. Do you want to know my three wishes? They're dot...dot...dot.... sorry, my secret with my God, Allah. I think the buzzing sound that I heard was zikr from the angels. Just believe in God. Bye...