Of life

been reading my previous posts since 2008. realized that i was quite a happy person last time-interms of blog updating. can feel the gila-gila me in those posts. Am changing i guess. i do not have those crazy ideas in me anymore..must be those months spent in the hospital, changed my many perspectives on life. but then.. Carpe diem..

Countless surgeries made me a disabled, just saying..

Woke up to a sunny saturday morning. It was 7 am when i noticed the day was already bright outside. Whilst i haven't  had my 'sola subuh' yet, I jumped off (literally) the bed and rushed to have my wudhuk. Oh my, Please forgive me Allah, for being so unpurposely forgetful. I usually heard the adhan, yet somehow I missed it this morning. Just when I have declared myself that I ll regard the 5 times prayer as my baby step to obtain a ticket to heaven, InsyaAllah..

Abu Huraira reported: I heard the Messenger of Allah, peace be upon him, saying, “Anyone who spends a pair in the cause of Allah will be called from all the gates of Paradise: O servant of Allah, this is good! The people of prayer will be called from the gate of prayer; the people of struggle will be called from the gate of struggle; the people of charity will be called from the gate of charity; and the people of fasting will be called from the gate of fasting, called the gate of Ar-Rayyan.” Abu Bakr said, “One who is called from all those gates will need nothing. Will anyone be called from all those gates, O Messenger of Allah?” He said, “Yes, and I hope you will be among them, O Abu Bakr.”

[Sahih Bukhari, Book 57, Number 18]

Updating on my sister's maid, well we believed that she is now history, except for the part of she might be coming again secretly (with her' boyfriend') to my sister's house whilst she is now staying all by myself + the 7 months old baby, that would be such a scary tot. We also suspected that the neighbor maid, allies with my sis's maid, as a day after the incident, the neighbor maid asked my sister for RM300, saying that my sis's maid owed her last time. We suspected that my sis's maid (let's name it as Lela), asked the neighbor maid to ask for the money, since she still has her 2 weeks pay for this month. and to top it all, she even dare to 'threaten' my sister, when she conveyed the msg via the neighbor maid as " If she ( my sis) doesn't want to pay her money, I ll pray that she won't be safe". and we were like , hellooooo, aren't we (the victim) supposed to pray for unwell being due to the bad thing she did to us? and just forget your 2 weeks pay as you have already breached your contract, you do not deserved your 2 weeks salary anymore. Even, while narrating this story, my temperature is reboiling again LoL.

I had enough of the last maid, and now with a smiler scenario,  we strongly believed that all the good and proper attitude that she displayed last time is actually a total FAKE. Wait until I got to see this Lela, I ll just strangle her to death (ok, it's just an umphh tot, hahaha). Hence, my sister decided to just commute from our parent's house to work daily, which will take 2 .5 hours of her time to reach her workplace. And, I have to say, I am not very happy with the decision, as again,my parent will have to sacrifice, babysitting, taking care of 1 kid is already tedious, and now to add another toddler and a baby.. that will be handful for them whom are not getting any younger. Hope this won't be very long. and as of now, my sister is again seeking for another indonesian maid, hmm.. we do not have that much choice, do we. Countless bitten,and don't have any idea, numbers shy, perhaps..

I noticed, a very minimal number of visitors in my blog. Some even read the entries back in 2004. hahaha, i never wanted to delete the previous entries, thou when i reread it, I feel like a fool, for jotting down all the nonensicals in here. Previous close friends, whom come and go, and by the time the entry is written,most of the people that I mentioned in the previous posts are all gone, except the family. I never regret it thou, after all, its part and parcel of our lives. Nothing changed tho, except , my perceptions most probably. Never trust people, never befriend people whom most of the time, do have their hidden agendas. towards the end, there would only be a few friends who stick together, as those are the sincere ones.

I was thinking of registering myself to a welfare department, as an OKU ( disabled person). I  think I am qualified for the status, but then, on second thought.. I ll just give a raincheck first.  after countless surgeries, I definitely eligible for it. but then, there is one scenario, of when i really want to be defined as disabled, as i think it'd be eadier to get a parking space when we r in the shopping complex lol. You have that disabled sign on your front mirror of your car, that will be awesome. Anyway, on 2nd tot, i rarely go shopping. Yesterday, I asked my student to drive me to Mines, as i have to get a supply of my facial care. Ill be pestering her again probably after 6 months:)

Again, what's with this Oppa gingham style dance? i just watched a parody of Oppa KL style and they even imitate each of the moves from the original. oh my, as for me,, some of the moves are a bit errr..improper, and unmannered. Whilst, I had enough of the narcissism of my niece on FB, the pouts and all, we had been mind-colonized by those strangers once more. I mean, I would understand, if the young generations can easily been invaded, but then, how come, people at my age (yes, I am 44) would still enjoy all these crappies? or am i the only one who is so conventional and outdated here? hmmm

I read one interesting blog, in fact i make it a compulsory to visit this one blog everyday. I never commented pertaining to her entries tho, but some of the entries will make me ponder. the current entry, she put a question on whether she has inspired anybody lately. and that remind me of this one student, which I was the facilitator of a finishing school before i was admitted a year ago. I told the class a story of myself. Of how i struggled to be what I am now. at the end of the class, i gave them a piece of paper each, and asked them to comment on anything under the sun, be it the  suggestions to improvise the finishing school or any secrets that they want to confide. I got a sweet comment from tis one girl, she wrote " Dr, You inspired me". I was so enthusiastic , that I put the status on FB, as well as treasuring that piece of paper ( which i definitely sure, its still in my room, stuck between those stacks of papers). and yes, I do agree, its not easy to get ppl to be inspired , especially when  yours truly is the subject of the inspiration.

On another note, i m thinking of just having macaroni salad for lunch, i m having this stomach discomfort ever since i asked for an extra hot sauce of nando's chicken yesterday. LOL. Have a blessed weekend, peeps. ( yeah, weekend is extended to monday, due to Malaysia Day). + happy Malaysia Day.  a patriotic end.. I love my country :)

The remaining Syawal...

Good err morn-noon.. hehehe. Its almost noon.. and I am at home on saturday noon... doing nothing.. No open house.. no "what's for lunch", no babies wailing, no kids fighting.. yeah.. life is so bliss ( once a while) without any kids to attend on.

Lost count of how many syawal days already. I m in the middle of trying to complete my Syawal fasting. I started last wednesday, so if there isn't any hindrances, I d be ending my 'Puasa 6" this coming Monday. yeahhhh!

yesterday was National independence Day. I didn't wait for the sound of firecrackers at 12 midnite tho, as I was quite tired. During a month of fasting month, I did not manage to cook by myself, yet for this Syawal, I did cook after came back from work. That amazed me then.. hahahah

A beloved teacher during MRSM years passed away yesterday. I was notified on the FB walls written by the school alumni. Although I was not as close as the others who did visit her during her illness, I never forget to du'a for her wellbeing every time after each prayer. This is what Allah has for her. Sooner or later, we , will follow suit. AlFatihah...

New students will start filling in every university next week. A week later, the old students will join them. I am praying hard that Allah gives me the best of health to teach them for the coming semester. I ll be extra bz with the starting and finishing school either. Its been a year since i last conducted those schools. Hope, I still have the same courage for those students..

Family wise, my brother's family has safely arrived in Bahrain. Thou we d still be seeing them on hariraya (hopefully), I ll miss the chaos at his house at KD. Morever, he managed to move to other unfinished house at other area, I think I m gonna miss the house the most. as I won't be waking up to the serene sound of water running in the koi pond, whenever I spent overnite at his

And, believe it or not? I gained 2 kgs after 2 days during did festive. LOL. It took me a months to put off 2 kgs during ramadhan, yet, the weighing scale did a rigtflip on the scale once Syawal started...hence, I was not binge-ing myself last week during the training. We did hv to pay for $80, and some of my colleagues said, we have to eat of $80 worth then. Now as my age is crawling slowly towards the big 5-0, I m developing a notion that we only eat for as our stomach would allow to. I realized I had a small stomach nowadays, ad it can only fill a half plate of rice and one tiny dessert.No more appetizers or whatsoever to me. The stomach must be so grateful to her owner currently as the owner has finally come to her senses:)

Lat but not least, Happy Independence Day..

Btw, This is my little nephew, Dariss. he was the centre of attraction during last eid.. everyone was in awed of his cute face.. Cute. rite?

Pathetic Tuesday..

I was in such a pathetic state yesterday ( waaa.. trust me when it comes to seeking sympathy).. alkisahnya.. i planned to fast yesterday.. and while cleaning and mopping a corner of the room ( as they were going to install the wardrobe and the book shelf in those corner the next day), I accidentally shifted my body in an awkward way ( kununnya nak bersihkan debu kat bawah katil). later on i felt the sharp pain on my left waist, ironically, I ve just gone for a follow up in the urology clinic in the morning, and they found out that there're another 2 tiny stones remain in the kidney, at the lower bottom, after my post-eslw last month. when the dr asked me whether i had any pain lately, i brushed off his question while boastfully answerd that " i m good nowaadays, dr".. and on that very nite, those sharp pain haunted me back.. padan muka aku..
I did swallow a mild pain killer before i went to bed ( thinking that the pain will go away later on ). But it did not. I managed to call for help, at 5 am. and that was because, I did not think i d be able to stand the pain anymore.. it throbbed every 5 minutes which made me felt like i was in labour pain ( ok, i lied,, never knew how'd it feel).. The rescue came 5 mins to 6, and we rushed to emergency Hospital Serdang. After getting a jab, I was half ok already. It was already half past 7 when we left the hospital, and i ve decided to take a medical leave for a day. Since I was at home, the plan still went on and they came around 11 to install the items. It was quite noisy with all those drilling watsoever, and i was like a zombie trying to stay awake infront'f the tv. It would be so appropriate if i had just lied infront of the tv like always, so I decided to lie down in the rom ( minus the noises in the next room). They still havent finish installing those stuffs at 4 pm, and i was a bit shaky already, due to the lower glucose level. Switched on the tv again, while feeling sorry to myself ( motif?). They did a good job tho, tho the floor ne3ed to be mopped when they left. Had the leftover of nasi beriyani, from the sunday's khenduri ( it was supposed to be my sahur actually)..Still had those pain on and off, and they only gave me ponstan for oral painkiller. and this morning, i had my sahur with the leftover nasi beritani and ayam masakl merah again ( for the 3rd time duhh), and came early for work. Feeling good today tho, despite the yesterday's unfortunate event..
taaa..
P.s no pic today. enuff of kyoto's piccas..

What I did last week..

Watched 2 movies in a row.. (walaupun duk complain kije berlambak2.. sampai kena took a break masa tgh2 buat kije.. dengan menge-call sapa2 yang jadi masa untuk me-release kan tension ( eeee.. bahasa akak ni makin terukk)...
tapi tetapp sempat tengok wayang.. berdesup kuar time lunch pas tu sambung balik kije pas abis.. balik kije tetap kul 5... ( well i really have an excellent focus..)
the outcome.. Niyang rapik... story plot lompat sana sini... disebabkan nak masukkan elemen suspen tu.. the director was so eager to include watever scenes without thinking of its continuity.. the motives for each scene was not relevantly supported... well no offence to the director cum producer...
Valentine's day... much better compared to the former mentioned.. even tho it consists of many stories, we can still the connection between each of em. it even has the moral of the story.. It was smoothly narrated..
and this weekend, i am still struggling with the final exam questions.. Next weekend gonna be a hectic one.. marking lagik.. bla bla bla..
owh well.. life is like that I guess..