KIDS AND ME

today,
i had a briefing for my internship next june.
what we had to do over the semester break is to search for places to do our internship.
i was thinking to do my internship in a place with kids, so i could observe them.
as much as im not into kids, but watching them kinda make me happy.
weird huh?

so then after the briefing i went for lunch with moon.
as always, i had to wait for her.
=,=

over lunch,
i had to explain to her what do we actually do during internship.
because being a nursing student, they already know their scope of job.
i tried so hard explaining to her.
so i came up with:

"moon, that's the difference between professionals; like nurses, doctor, engineers, teachers, lawyers etc and non-professionals like us. we cannot specify our scope."

moon moon moon... =,=

so then later at night, after my mon-thu routine of watching ARIANA ROSE
i spent time with qaisara and qaireen.
qaisara was showing me her "project" of her pop up story book on little red riding hood.
i helped her narrate the story while she did all the creative stuff.
aaaaaaand the sister wanted one as well.
so i started drawing a flower and little red riding hood for her.

"JieJie, i want wittle wed widing food too!"

somehow i had fun.
because they behaved.
no drama no crying no tantrum no those kinda stuff.

and so i was thinking to myself,
applying my cognitive science knowledge,
by opening a nursery,
and write my own children story book

whatcha think?

FIVE-YEAR OLD COUSIN

i saw my wedges lying in the middle of the room.

i knew it was qaireen's doing.

she was lying on the bed, then pointing towards the shoes;looking at me:

"Jiejie (read: chay-chay), when i'm big enough, i wear your shoes, okay?"

kids say the cutest things.

#throwback #ootd
headscarf: mommy's
bag & sunglasses: yok's
dress: own wardrobe
shoes: JieJie's
(which will be handed down to me when my feet size is 5)

NO.

two-letter word. one syllable.

simple but somehow so complex.

easy but yet kinda difficult at times.

today,

i couldn't say NO to a request.

and i was really pissed at myself.

end.

THIS IS A RANDOM POST

hello 2014!

lets forget the past and keep moving forward okay?

i never really had a new year resolution.
maybe because i dont really wanna upset myself for not achieving the aim.
but this year is somewhat different.
i dont know why but i think 2014 is gonna be a good year.
well even if it's not, it's a good way to start the year isn't it?
positive thinking, positive vibe - should be enough to kick start the year!

i watched  a lot of tv lately despite that im in the middle of final examinations.
heheh..
i watched a lot of beto khusyairy's movie
until at some point, i confessed to syaza that i have a crush on him.
syaza said she knew it already before i told her.
she said that beto is my type of guy.

what? you dont know beto?
aaaah google la... so lazy to upload.

why am i telling you this?
i dont know.
emmang sekda motif.
saja nak buang masa.
hahah..

gotta get back to my revision.
yosh!
wish me luck!!

p/s: a date in the park, just sitting on the bench, talking to each other.. sambil minum aek kotak... sounds romantic to me! the question is: WHERE ART THOU ???????????

AIMAN I LOVE YOU

so we had a hi-tea at pak alik's today. friends and family were invited. i was holding and playing with zayne when suddenly a little boy approached me. he is kak nana's friend's son. what amazed me is he speaks fluent english! his name is aiman if i get his accent right.

aiman: *pointing towards zayne* is that zayne?
me: yes. this is zayne.
aiman: he's so chubby!
me: i know right? he's cute and chubby, isnt he cute?
aiman: *nodding his head* how old is zayne?
me: he's one year old. how old are you?
aiman: seven!
me: seven? you're too small for a seven year-old. hahah

then the brother came...

the brother: he's four. he likes the number 7. so he tells everyone that he's 7.
aiman: seven! *started counting with his fingers* one two twee four sis fie seven!
me: aaaah~ so you like seven?
aiman: *nods head* what's your name?
me: my name? fatin.
aiman: fatin? (read with a very thick 'T' sound, like how British people say 'tea')
me: yes.

then aiman walks away. he came back asking for my name again.

aiman: what's your name again?
me: its fatin.
aiman: fatin?
me: yes, fatin.

then zayne said something with his baby language.

aiman: can babies talk?
me: no they cannot.
aiman: why cant they talk?
the brother: you cant talk when were little too, aiman. do you remember?
aiman: *nodding his head*

then i decided to put zayne down on the grass so he could play.

aiman: fatin, do you know that babies cant walk?
me: i know.
aiman: babies cant walk you know.
me: i know. im just putting zayne down so he could learn how to walk. im teaching him to walk so he could play with you. do you wanna play with zayne?
aiman: *nodding his head*

im falling in love with this kid. he's so adorable! so talkative. for once, i dont feel that kids are annoying. looking forward to see him again!

p/s: if only his brother is older..... hmmmmmm

DOA SEORANG IBU

"ma, auntie jijot anak nek mok doctor kah?"

"mama rasa lah.. nya ada ambik off campus."

"ohhhhhhhh... nya lecturer duhaaaalllll.."

"mama pun x tauk. bezz nyerrr.. mama ingat nya kerja di opis, ketua jabatan. mama tunggu Dr. Fatin & Dr Fuad jak lah.. :)"

"ohhh... okayyy.. aamiiiinnnn... tepaksa lah carik Dr Fuad mena2 tok.."

if your name is fuad, and a doctor, please step forward because mama is looking for you...

LOL!

MY 10 DAYS OF RAYA

i've been delaying this post for quite some time..

gooooshhhh~~

lazy bum bum bum..

anywhoooooooo...

this year's eid is somewhat different for me.

i never knew i had so much friends that i actually went to visit their houses on different days with different people.

and that wasnt ALL.

while all the other girls around the world busy helping their mommy in the kitchen, baking or cooking,
i put the curtains and rearranged the furniture because apparently im the man of the family.

DAY 1 is always celebrated with family members.

went visiting with Amy on DAY 2

salam had an open house and invited us all to his crib.

then we headed to kak manis' .

hahah she doesnt want us to call her "kak".

and then later to aisyah's.

we always get duit raya from aisyah's brother when we came to visit.

then we kidnapped aisyah and went to zikri's.

later on we went to amy and aisyah's friend's house because she was also having an open house.

had dinner with la famille at Rock Road Seafood Restaurant.

family dinner

DAY 3, i went visiting with la famille

because my uncle is having an open house.

so from there we went from one relative's house to another.

even went to Syaza's friend's house later that night.

DAY 3

another friend's open house on DAY 4.

syed phoned the night before to invite us to his open house.

so its kinda rude not to go, right?

we met up with pijul who apparently celebrated eid in Kuching and didnt mention anything about it.

we went to samarahan to send him home.

syed's crib

i didnt go anywhere on DAY 5 because i had class and something came up right after.

even so, friends came to visit later in the evening.

soooooo yeah...

DAY 6 visiting was a last minute plan.

went to see Dr Peter Wong after class (which i will tell in a different post)

but apparently he went travelling.

then roza called saying that she's bored and lets go visiting.

we went to hafiz whom i havent met since after labuan.

then to azam's and met nas there.

and then to amy's.

after so many years, it's our first time visiting parina's house. yeah we're such bad friends.

DAY 7, went visiting with Amy again

went to aji efa's house in samarahan.

then off to pick up roza because she was again bored and wanted to follow.

then to laila's house.

and then fatin nisa's house.

didnt go visiting on DAY 8 because i had french assessment.

oh wait.

bulak ajak.

went to aunty munah's house later that night.

she just came back from Mukah.

and then to usu timah's because she said Bob AF will be there

and unfortunately he wasnt.

DAY 9

went to Syaza's and kidnapped her for visiting.

so then we went to Cikgu Ani's,

Cikgu Masmery's,

and Izzy's.

then we went to grab something for dinner.

nana's crib

bainun said if i move 1 mm of the sweets, her mommy will know it.

DAY 10 was also a last minute plan.

i followed syed, ajwad, arieff and abul for visiting.

we went to nana's house in Tabuan Melayu which has very narrow road.

then to nazrin's wnere we met up with nizam and syam.

then we went to bainun's who just came back fom sibu that noon.

it was her birthday so we sang for her from outside the gate.

then last but not least, we went atul's who lives a few blocks away from my house.

and that was my first time there.

LOL~

phew!

finally!

i dont owe you people anything anymore!

hahah..

so that's about it..

my 2013 version of EID.

hope to have another colourful and blast raya next year!

RAMADHAN 1434

i've been drafing this for weeks and havent got the time to finish and publish it.

so there goes another Ramadhan that will definitely be missed.

nobody knows if they will ever meet this holy month again next year.

He has arranged everything and it is all up to us.

spent the whole Ramadhan 1434 in Kuching for i have classes to attend.

except for that one weekend where i went back to Bintulu for mama's birthday.

Ramadhan 1433, i managed to force myself to wear hijab,

even though its not perfect yet, but Alhamdulillah im still consistent in wearing them.

perfection needs time.

as for Ramadhan 1434,

i promised myself to learn to perform Tarawih on my own,

since i know i wont be able to go the surau.

Alhamdulillah, managed to do it for a few nights.

i even promised myself to read the Quran together with the terjemahan everytime after prayers,

at least one page then maybe share some of the verses here.

managed to do only the first part but not the second one due to time constraints.

it is said that during Ramadhan, that is how we know what type of a Muslim we really are,

for every actions are based on us..

there's no shaytan to be blamed if we refused to perform the prayers,

if we ate even if we're not supposed to.

lets pray to Him so that we could be better Muslims everyday..

InshaAllah...

See you in my Eid post!

Assalamualaikum!

MISIKU MUNIRAH

Received Tue @ 22.18

Muni: Cth ar. Syawal last year bulan 9. Tapi syawal taun tok bulan 8. Pa maknanya?! Kalendar omputeh brubah or kalendar islam konsisten?!

I dont know exactly how to reply to this woman.
I dont understand why this thing bothers her.
Haishhh munirah munirah...

My exact reply to her was:

Suka na nak menin palak dikpun kau tok. Xda makna papa eh. Makna nya kalendar islam ngn kalendar omputeh xsama. Titik.

How would you reespond to this question?

R-E-S-E-R-V-E-D

i'm dedicating my 200th post to whoever that wishes to have a job that involves human interaction.

i.e: waiter/waitress

MAKE SURE YOU HAVE EXCELLENT INTERPERSONAL SKILL.

2 simple rules:

SMILE.

and

MIND YOUR MANNERS.

**at a local well-established restaurant, in a local shopping mall in a place like no others.**

"hi.. can we make a reservation for 4?"

"i will not guarantee that you'll have that table because people usually come in and they might randomly sit at your place."

cant you see missy?

that's the point of reserving. so that nobody comes in and sit at your table.

it is R-E-S-E-R-V-E-D

but whatever...

we went to search for some place else.

but somehow we ended up at that restaurant.

guess what we saw?

almost at all the tables..

what happen to the "no reservation" policy?

pffffffttttttt

whatever..

so you dont want to reserve a table for us.

fine.

tapi sik perlu lah nak sindir2 nak?

sik pelu lah nk narit sora bila your customer mintak serve the food aher sikit.

sik pelu nak polah muka bah.

sik pelu dik, sik perlu.

we paid RM9 for the service charge.

we came to enjoy our iftar.

and thank you for spoiling it.

oh!

i know its not quite a big deal but its kinda is for me.

coasters.

they did not put our drinks on coasters.

NO. COASTERS.

=.=''

we were looking forward to fill in the customer service feedback form.

and probably talk to the manager.

then particular waitress tripped  and fell off.

its kinda funny but its rude to laugh.

so we just smiled.

gosh~~

another day to be remembered.

another story to be told to my descendants.

Assalamualaikum!

and Salam Ramadhan!