14 YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP

ramzie: isn't that the crayon set you owned back in primary school?

me: OMG! YES! you remembered..

ramzie: fatin, we've been friends for so long already. the smallest things of yours pun i still can remember.

me: yaa.. i still remember us playing with your pencil case which is a cassette case. LOL



i am so gonna miss ramzie and pijul when they move to kuching next year.
i've already missed liya.

sigh.

p/s: ma, when are we moving to kuching?

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