Online purchase

Bismillah. 

My first online buy was when my sister insisted to buy a (JUST ONE! =/ ) scarf and I had no idea how. Abah wouldn't want to teach us because we love very much to buy things. And that probably was the ticket to buy anything we came across on the webs. 

So the sweat i put on was to ask the one selling the scarf how do i transfer the pay and went to the bank and explore whatever the options the ATM machine had in it. Pathetically, when I turned around, there were 7-8 in the queue after me. ^_^ Sorry guys, my sister needs a scarf. Well, my sister burst into laughs when I tell her what happened. LOL. 

That's all.

Alhamdulillah. 

Kain batik Tie

Bismillah

Well this is a unique one because I rarely get to learn something from my elderly. I usually get to know stuffs on my own. I either read, try out and fail or I just never knew. The elders usually wear kain batik in their house probably because they find it something comfortable to wear and pretty.

My problem was that I didn't know how to tie one on my waist. Recently I stayed with my grandmother, just two of us. I liked the fact that we can know each other more because we usually communicate but not in person because she has dozens of other grandchildren to attend for sure.

I had to put on one because I was wearing some pyjamas and some uncle just came to the house and I can't find something quick to wear. I accidentally saw that kain batik and i put them on and it kept on loosing and I was not comfortable at all.

After my the uncle went home, nenek told me how I tie them was incorrect. Of course. And she showed me how. And after that, I wore that thing all day long and even wore it for the next days. Hilarious but, I find it unique. =) Because I love my grandma.

Train Trip

Bismillah. 

Train trip? My first train trip was when I was a small little girl. Indeed I was small. But, my first experience of riding a train in my adult age, mature state of thinking, was when I was 19.

 I went to Seremban with my grandmother, it's pretty much to accompany her there since Mak Uda will have some works to do. Mak Uda stays in SA but since she's the nearest and is still single, so she accompanies nenek now and then. Alhmamdulillah. 

So from Nibong Tebal I followed nenek and Mak Teh using the highway, and had to come home since my mom and dad neede me to drive them somewhere. Abah suggested for a plane trip, but then, to think twice, he has to pick me up which needs him an hour journey. Abah was not well so no thanks abah. 

I read novels, I had some sleep, I enjoyed the pleasing sceneries and I had a great friend. An uncle at my dad's age whom his daughter was about to study abroad, so he was happy. He shared about how his daughter behaved and what he would do. Surprisingly, he called her daughter out and asked her to talk to me and become friends. Okay. Good one uncle.

Well, it was great to have such great experience. Hopefully my younger sisters would have greater and sweeter ones. 

Alhamdulillah. 

Internet Browse

Bismillah.

I had my first browse to the Internet when I was 10 years old. So sad that the fact that my future generations might not be able to express how grateful or even complain about their first Internet browse. Nowadays youngsters, they are born to see technology as a norm. 

I cannot find the site page anymore, but it is a page telling the characteristics of hummingbirds and as a little 10 years old girl, I was stunned with the size and abilities of those birds. 

So now, I still have hummingbirds in my mind as an inspiration. Thanks to the Almighty that He has blessed us with great minds and great inventions, along with great creations of His. May Allah bless the inventors. 

Alhamdulillah. 

Grouping School Punishment

Bismillah.


Well, since I was small I have been punished by my mom and dad like a dozen billion trillion gazillion times because I was naughty of course. =) Standing outside of the door, standing outside of the gate and other creative punishments. =)

But in school, I became the most polite student in the eyes of my teachers. I remembered I was a new student at the primary school. Not really new. But I was pretty known since I just came back from UK when I was 7. I was  8 or 9 at that moment. What I did was I did not bring my Pendidikan Islam exercise book which I never had left it at all before. Th ustathah, Puan Melati called out the names of the students who did not send the exercise books and ordered us to stand on the chair. I was pretty spoiled when I was in UK. My teachers loved me a lot and have never punished me. LOL. Standing on the chair did not make me cry. I cried because Puan Melati pretended to cane us using a feather duster. I remember. It wasn't harsh at all. It was me acting very silly and spoiled. -_-

Silly me. That was in primary school. In high school, it was my final year of studies and I was the Female Head Prefect of the school and my mom was the Disciplinary Teacher in the school. my records were clean and I have never been punished since I was in Form 1... 4 years later, a teacher came in to become the second Disciplinary Teacher and he was, in fact is a very strict teacher. His name is Mr. Zul. One fine day, my classmates and I decided to not change our Pendidikan Jasmani outfits as they are not easy to handle. So we didn't. And Mr. Zul called us out from the Chemistry class, it was after the Pendidikan jasmani class straight to the Assembly Field and asked us to ketuk ketampi 20 times with an increment of 5 if we did it not simultaneously. It was extremely shameful since the field was in the middle of the school buildings, like a box, and most of the students came out of the class to see what was happening.

So after that embarrassing moment, we all have never ever dealt to not get changed after Pendidikan Jasmani class and I hardly leave my exercises at home.


Alhamdulillah.

Kitty

Bismillah.


I had my first kitty when I was 11 years old, that is in standard 2. My kitty was given a name, which is Ibu. She was an elegent, pretty, lovely, adorable, breedful and playful cat. I think it's a persian meowy. We first had the idea to keep her when she first came to our rent house, we were just about to move in and she came starving and asking for food. She kept meowing and by that moment, she was pregnant. And praise be to Allah, she gave birth to adorable 6 kittens. So we had her and the kittens as pets, fed them up, played with them, until they breed to become a very big family. 

Even when we moved into our new home, we brought them ALL along. A kiity, it was injured after being hit by my father's car, he was trying to reverse and it was underneath the car, it dissapeared for a couple of days but then appeared after several days f counting. Thank god. 

Happened to be, the neighborhood wasn't really happy about the poop of those kitties and my parents started to think of a way to not trigger their anger. So what my parents did was, they gave away our meows to the faraway neighbors.. Hehe... At first my sisters and I were so very sad... but then we adapted... I wish we had the pictures of them all... =( 

However, now since we liked so many kittens and cats pages on Facebook, there is now a hole in our hearts, missing the tears, screams, naughtiness, loveliness, gorgeousness, and wonderfulness of having kitties. But however, our father won't let us. =) InsyaaAllah in some time in the future, I will have the cutest kitty on earth. #exaggerating


Alhamdulillah.

Third Language

Bismillah.


The very first third language I learn is Arabic Language. Arabic language is the language in which most Muslims in the Middle east communicate. My experience was, I hated  Arabic language very much since I was in primary school but started to have interest when I first entered college. I think because I found my self lack in a lot of knowledge so I wanted to start from the base.

Well, heving myself learning Arabic language, I understand like 1% of the Quranic verse, but hey, alhamdulillah because couple months ago I can only recite but understands not a single thing. 

Couple years ago, I refused to applu and persue for UIA (International Islamic University Malaysia) beause I was convinced I will absolutely fail Arabic language. Now I am a student of USM and I am learning Arabic and I found it not as difficult as I thought. When I dived back into history, everything seems so sweet and hilarious. The immature thoughts of mine have brought me to thins level. Alhamdulillah.

And for those who are still considering to learn the language, I have just one thing to say "go for it"...

Alhamdulillah.

Roommate

Bismillah.

I first had my roommate after I finish highschool. I entered foundation level, which is the level before I get into under graduate level. My first roommate, her name is Nur Hidayah. Her family is a Javanese and she is very kind, a little bit harsh but very caring and crazy in the same time.

At critical times, we used to sing very loudly out of our window which happened to be in front of the cafe. XD Also, when the sun sets, we both fought about who will switch on the lights. I usually go to my aunt's during weekends so she would stay alone, or go to her friends' room.

I call Hidayah, Dayah and she calls me In which she is the first on earth to call me with that name. There was once when I had my English book missing, she was willing to let me borrow so that I can learn like the other students. Well, she is superb kind.

What was similar between us back then, that we were both joining the Gamelan thing. and that was the only thing we were common in, putting aside the fact that we are learning the same course. So, when we have to attend meetings, we had to go together, and when we decided to not attend the meeting, we do it together. LOL.

However, we hardly eat together since we belonged to different groups, she was in R3 and I was in P5 so we had our own group friends which made us separate during eating time. That is all.

So Dayah, FYI, u are the best roommate I have ever had. I love you so much and I wish we could have furthered our studies together. ^_^" <3

Alhamdulillah.