WHERE ART THOU?

was watching RAIKAN CINTA with mama

when suddenly - out of the blue - she went like:

"so, you want a wedding like that?"

and i was like:

"wha.........?"

and then she was like:

"ok, we look for 'dr syed fuad' first."

pfffftt.. 

so not ready to get married yet.

but i sure am ready to look for 'Dr Syed Fuad'!

LOL

DO I HAVE OCD?

beside having this blog to rant on my life,
i pretty much share my life on tumblr.
so i was scrolling down my tumblr page and so i found this:

truth be told, deciding on what to wear is very difficult.
but i dont think im a perfectionist.
or am i?

anis said i have obsessive compulsive disorder.
its a personality disorder related to perfectionism.

am i really suffering from ocd?

hmmmmmm

IT'S OUR THING

if you were to be a part of the haji yusuf family,

one thing you have to know is:

WE LIKE TO EAT.

my grandpa likes to gather everyone during weekends, public holidays or anyone's birthday.

we will have a table full of all kinds of food to a point that you don;t know where to start.

you'll end up having a little bit of everything.

gaining weight because of that?

meh~

normal.

mama just said that my pipi is already bulat.

okay.

im already in Bintulu.

21 years experience of flying, today was the first time that

i puked upon landing.

i wasnt really feeling well during the whole flight.

i felt so dizzy that i could barely open my eyes.

as the plane was about to land, my salivary gland produced too much saliva

that i couldnt swallow it.

i was ready to grab the motion sickness bag in the seat pocket,

i think you know the rest.

felt sooo much better after.

and.....

ummmm.....

i went out for dinner just now.

because kak nur was craving for soft shell crabs.

see?

makan dan makan lagi.

p/s: ALFATIHAH to the late Najwa who was found dead.

CHAPTER 5 - DONE!

today marks the end of my fifth semester as a BSc (Hons) Cognitive Science.
which means i have one more semester left before my internship before le graduation!

Alhamdulillah i have a great holiday planned ahead,
gonna enjoy it while i can!

goodbye for now.
assalamualaikum and Salaam Maulid Rasul :)

p/s: im so tired of playing the guessing game

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!