Fashion smashion~

"Tulipe"

See that dress above? It was showcased during Dior fashion show last week. Drop dead gorgeous isn't it? *drool*

If only I could wear one....Hahaaa dream on woman!

Anyhow, I love dresses and skirts so much I'd be willing to be a fashion criminal! Well, you know, the kind who wears skirt OVER jeans :p
But sorry, no leggings for me, a tad bit too tight IMHO - plus DH strongly disapproves that.

To be an observant muslim (pls, I'm not trying to brag here), I need to obey my husband and MOST importantly try my best to follow the guidelines from Al-Quran and As-Sunnah. That being said, I just can't go overboard with this fashion thingy :)

Oh haute couture! How I wish to step my foot in Paris, or Milan, or New York~

PS. I love fashion so very much but somehow, sometimes, I don't give a flying fish on how do I dress myself. Trust me, I'm a mess when it comes to grooming or dressing up. Ironic isn't it? Let's just say I'm a fashion stalker ;p

PPS. Don't you just love seasons change? It directly translates to big BIG sale! :D

PPPS. Beauty is only skin deep

Back to the roots

Last day in Kelantan...

Hi, my old playground :)

White sand; symbolizes Abah's hometown - Pasir Puteh. Tok Ayah is such a philosopher, cum naturally talented landscaper.

Grandpa showcasts his penchant for cacti and antiques

His favourite icon; made by himself.

Some of his collections

Earlier that day..

Our parents' 28th anniversary. Alhamdulillah :)

A day before..

Mama; tudung hunting

Thanks Mama for the 'kacae rebuh' (steamed groundnuts). Sorry 'etok' (corbicula clams), you were never my favourite :p

All in all, the week spent in Kelantan was very fulfilling. Though it didn't go as planned, I truly enjoyed myself; being surrounded by my loved ones :)

Our original plan was to stay in Villa Danialla in Tok Bali, having barbecue by the white sandy beach. But it was cancelled due to hubby's arm injury :(
Well, maybe next time! InsyaAllah, and am really looking forward to!

Akhir kata, terimalah pose x senonoh ni :P

Dari anakmu yang hina :'(

After all these years, I am still not independent - financially.

I've put my parents through enough burdens already, and I do not wish to do that again. But it saddens me, really, when I still pose as one up till now. Received an SMS from my father this morning, it was so heartrending I almost cried.

"Salam.i've credited rm* for u to take taxi."

Struck and ashamed, little did I know that the innocent phone conversation with my mother, on walking for more than a mile to the lab, will eventually lead to this.

You don't have to, Abah. Really :(

I have my allowance, and more importantly, I have a husband who is more than willing to buy me anything within his means.
Not to say that I don't need you, no, but what I meant is please splurge on your hobbies or holidays, rather than paying my bills. Let your useless up-to-no-good daughter feel the flavors of life called pain and hardships in order to keep her feet on the ground.

How can I ever repay you? Thousands of years, millions of dollars will never suffice. I will forever be indebted. Hanya Allah yang dapat membalas jasamu Mama, Abah.
I hope I can be as selfless as both of you someday. I seldom express this, but please do know that I love you endlessly. And from the bottom of my heart, I wish you both undying happiness, dunia dan akhirat. May Allah bless you. Amin.

With Abah, Mama & lil brother Irfan

Diary

Yes, a diary. This is what a blog supposed to be right? I think I'm gonna stick with this mode for umm, now.

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Started my morning with a bit of enthusiasm after a good 9-hour sleep. But damn that technical glitch in Sijangkang, I needed to walk for more than a mile with a 4kg backpack. Reached CICT then headed straight to cafe to wolf down a full-plate of nasi goreng.

So when I finally got the chance to check my result at the postgrad office, I was literally giddy. Senarai tampal had been up since last week, not official yet though. And I was kinda surprised how things eventually turned up - couldn't help but to feel both pleasantly surprised, and disappointed. Somehow I think I can do better, but what the heck, I've been saying this line every single time after getting my results!
Anyway anyhow, Alhamdulillah..

And while scanning for my IC No on the list, suddenly my favourite lecturer Professor Naomie, passed by and tegur "Haa macam mana result? Bagus?" And me being awkward, replied "Err..taktau, lupa course code". Hahahaha..
Seriously I don't know how some of you can get along very well with your lecturers/supervisors - I for one, felt seriously intimidated by their mere presence. Kenapa ha? Benciiiiiiiii gileeee why am I such a socially awkward freak! :/

After that embarrassing moment I headed back to the lab while repeating the mantra "I need to improve my people skills..I need to improve my communication skills.." LOL.
The pills I took earlier in the morning had finally taken their toll on me. Felt dizzy but I toughen it up, while fumbling for some clues online on how to use SVM multiclass, and how to share folders between host and guest virtual machine. I deeply regret giving up learning Linux while having the chance and some gurus few years ago. Now eat that!

1.30pm. Time for lunch, then balik bilik tido. So that's how I spent my day. Or half day. Either way, it was bland :o

the one thing to rule all

thought this is worth sharing - taken from an old pamphlet stuck on the softboard - left by the previous occupant.

tanda hati rosak:

-hati menderita dengan dunia seperti:

• bersedih kerana miskin
  
• susah hati orang kaya
  
• menderita lihat orang senang

well, the first point tu i honestly think any normal people akan terasa at least a bit sedih kot? though money is not everything, *almost* everything revolves around money nowadays, whether we like it or not :(

ape2 pun, rezeki semua di tangan Allah, sedihla byk mana pun, mmg dh tertulis rezeki kita byk tu..so, redha is the best way (tp kalau duk tido sambil tunggu duit jatuh dari langit tu bodo namanya haha)

yes well said. message me for my account number :P

tapi, 2 point terakhir tu mcm sgt keji kan? busuk hati gile. nauzubillah

cliche much?

in blogosphere, i think everyone has at least gone through this once - writer's block, that is.

i seriously dont know what to write in here. and if some of you might notice, several posts had been removed - simply because they're rubbish, or so i thought.

or either i think i disclosed too much info they might annoy someone. or whatever.

(forgive my indecisiveness heh :p)

apart from that, i think my writing skill is degrading. reason being, i havent read any substantial books for ages!

oh how i wish i can enjoy reading, playing games, watching animes, and even sleeping (!!) as much as before. well, those days are past.

sheesh...i fret too much these days. blame it on the road less traveled?

peluh =_="

aku terpanggil utk post psl kes excessive sweating or hyperhidrosis lepas tgk status ym adikku - "mengapa tanganku berpeluh? :s" kes3

ok, actually it runs in our family. daripada abg sulungku sampaila adik bongsuku, sume menghidapi penyakit yg pretty annoying ni which in our case, sweaty palms :|
yg peliknya, both our parents (and even grandparents) xde pun problem ni. so, it has to come from the fusion of our parents' genes :p

just like a conclusion made by my sister kaktik on 'gigi berlapis' - "gigi abah besar, gusi mama kecik. kita dpt gigi abah n gusi mama, so terjadila kes gigi berlapis" haha kiut jek kesimpulan dia buat :D

ok back to hyperhidrosis. seriously memang tak best.
antara sebab2nya:

• rasa tak konfiden bila nak salam dgn orang lain (malu pun ada)
• time exam lg teruk, terpaksa berhenti menulis sbb kena berenti lap tangan
• terpaksa pegang tisu all the time. stok tissue mesti kena salu ada.
• kalau naik lrt/bas and tak dpt seat, terpaksa pegang palang besi. kalau tgn berpeluh boleh terpusing 360 degree (kisah benar tp bukan berlaku kat aku of kos :p)

image taken from sd-neurosurgeon

that's why, some people went to great lengths just to curb this super-annoying problem.
for people like us, surgery is very common nowadays. tp rm8k just for this, ko ade? and mind you, ini rate 2-3 taun lps :|
as for me, well apart from takde duit, i think i still can live with this. tp for some people yg keje asyik jumpa client, which obviously need to shake hands, surgery is inevitable.

and takut jugak ada side effects lain, such as tetiba berpeluh kt tempat lain such as underarms, lagi naya kan? tangan berpeluh is wayyy better than ketiak berpeluh, no?
besides, i think this is a way of maintaining my figure despite my glutton-ish appetite. alhamdulillah :D

so i guess it's not that bad after all, well at least for now hehe. who knows i might consider botox in the near future, kan? huhu not THAT kind of facial botox la of coz ;p