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Wednesday, 18 October 2017

Picnic in Port Dickson Beach


When the world change from conventional laptop into tablet and smart phone,
there I got sore eyes whenever I stare at the tiny screen to long.

In result, Mak pun dah jadi malas nak menulis.
Idea tu banyak, time nak tido ke... nak mandi ada ja hasrat nak menulis.

Den bungkus badan dengan tuala,
buka laptop... HAAAA SUDAAAH

anak pun ikut duduk sekali, 
pas tu merengek nak Didi la... nak Baby Shark la... Nak Old McDonald la....

Bertukar lah kami,
Mak pegang tablet.. anak pegang laptop.
But I just couldn't stand with ipad and phone to do my work.
Id rather wrote it on a piece of paper.


So begini lah...
Bersawang blog Mak..











Monday, 2 October 2017

Happy Birthday Ibu



And 100 reason why I am so grateful having you as  A MOTHER



Last week was my Mom 60th birthday, everyone was back to hometown to celebrate with her.
(My little brother took day off and taking overnight train to be with them)
except me....

I had my ticket purchased, but I was denied to fly to Indonesia because some of the paper which should be attached to my passport was taken by the company manager (big bummer).
There you are, I was completely heart broken and sad.

I called my Mom to wish happy birthday and apologize for not be there on her big day. She said thank you and apologize back to me.

Apologize? apologize for what.
She was apologize for never celebrate our birthday.
Yes, me and all of my siblings. We never had any birthday wishes, birthday cake, birthday presents or birthday party from my parent.

And now when she getting older (apparently their mind start crawling down to childish period) they start understand how big the value of having celebration among the families, and how deep it meant to us.

She regretted, she wished she could back to the time and redo all for us.

When she apologized I thought this is the time for me to stop moan and picking up an old sore back to conversation and just leave them go



And to look back of all the goodness she's been nonstop doing to five of us.

The more Im thinking about the positive side about my Mom,
the more I should be thankful why I born in that family


1. She always proud of me. Regardless what I've done, I never heard my Mom complaining or said something negative about me (well, except my weight and my fashion taste). Rather than that she never see me as disappointment.

2. She taught me the joy of process.
I still clearly remember she always encourage us to join some competition(from singing, dancing, poetry reading in local radio, to stupid eating crackers competition). She wont take notice who we beat or how big the other participant are. She gave a very powerful words "Just try... Doesn't matter you lose or win. We all count the braveness rather than the prize"

"Ikut saja, kalah nggak apa-apa. Yang penting berani tanding" she and my eldest brother will sat at the front audience seat, nonstop give me thumbs up.

Indirectly she taught us that being a winner is not the point of the competition, but the joy of swam to get it. Ten years later I realized that many times I perform embarrassingly and people still laugh about it. I often accused my Mom from purposely giving me a life embarrassment.

3. When you not sure, just say YES as an answer and figure out the shit later.
(As long as its not a crime or life threatening)
This motto become part of me right now.

4. We don't choose a friend. However we need to classify them like we arrange book in library. Because of that "motto" I had kind of weird version teenager-hood.
I never really have a good friend or "gang" just like any other teenager girl in the school.

5. We born alone, we die alone. We success or fail alone.
Again, we talking about friends. She keep taught me to not attached to people (friends), they come and go anyway. She built me into independent individualistic Bitch, which not many people in the College like me. I have no friends, I have no hang out gang, or study group.
I did my stuff alone. I was a lonely cow tho... but somehow I am quite grateful that my individuality give me ability to create my own adventure.

6. Life is about turning food into shit
"Whether you ate beef curry or cold steamed spinach, it will turn out as the same shit on the next day"

It taught us to not being picky, either I like or dislike the food. I shall just swallow them without complaining because on the next day whatever we ate, just gone into toilet bowl anyway.

In other day, she will stir the word into 
"People wont respect you because you eating expensive food daily, they wont look you down because you eating tofu. They see you from the way you think and present yourself"

"So don't moan to much if I cook cheap food too often. because I have to save money to pay the school. To make you smart (so you present yourself better)"

" And don't be a fool, nutritious and expensive food are two different thing"

On the next moment she will use the same thing again, for different occasion. 

"Two people, one eat fried chicken, one eat tofu. On the next day, they have the similar shit"
"Cow and Goat, both eating grass. On the next day, they have two totally different shit"

Its not how much your pocket money is, its not how shiny your shoes are, its not how great the car send and pick you every day. Sometimes the person who go to school riding bike turn more successful than the other. Because he choose to be a goat (smart, working hard, study hard) rather than being a cow (stupid).


more and more "harsh" words my Mom taught me.
And built into who I am right now.

Thank you and happy birthday Mom...
I wish you taught me how to be sweet, that would make the life bit easier lol....

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Wednesday, 20 September 2017

When you said so




One day my 19Mo was pointing at baloon in boost juice.
"Look, gween bawoon" She pointed at the blue one.

   "No dear, that is not green. That is blue"
   "You are not colorblind are you?"

I am immediately look at that person and tell him to not said that to my kid.
He answered back 
   "Why.. whats wrong? nothing wrong being colorblind. Aren't they cutie pie"

I got  annoyed to that person and said to him....
  "No, she is not colorblind. She just 19 months old who doesn't even know where to eat or shit yet"
  "But you are, you are colorblind, quite ugly, and FAT"

he looked at me with kind of weird look. Then I continued my word...

  "Why? whats wrong? nothing wrong being colorblind, ugly and fat. Aren't you ugly pie.."

I smiled at him, touched his belly with the corner of my newspaper and went away.

     In the evening I told my husband about what happen and he laughed at me. He said that I shouldn't get mad of him. He just joking and he meant nothing. He adding if I'm over protective to our child, they might not having skills to defense herself.

I am totally disagree with him.

1. Rudeness, in any way of expression. Either joking or serious, its still rude.

2. Rude words to early kid will damage their confident level. Something might meant nothing to us, are meant the world for them.
If they hear it once, they might be believe that was just a joke. But if they hear it multiple times when they make mistakes. will afraid making mistakes because they don't want to hear the words they don't want to hear. The become afraid of making mistakes. Which end up: NO LEARNING

3. Yes I am protective. The way I talk to that guy also teach her how to defense herself If someone said something rude to her.