Bismillah
This is a story I would proudly say. =) I had pondered upon socks wearing since I was small. Whenever I asked my parents, I never feel satisfied so I never moved on better with covering my legs. Plus, I love heels so legs plus heels is equal to pretty, I admit. MashaaAllah how beautiful the creations of Allah is, even legs are considered pretty.
So I have this friend that I trust. A guy. Just a friend. =) He said, you should wear socks and hand socks. Yo should cover your hands and feet. Since I have been pondeing about the issue, I asked, whether it is necessary and he told me women should cover all their body except for their face and palms. Okay. Of all proof, why did I forget that one. It is simple, yet it explains everything.
So, I was convinced. Now I had to find a pair. Man! I don't have one. The shops are far away. I shouldn't be going out so I thinked and thinked and thinked. Then, I switched on my lap top and I sudenly remembered my aunt who happen to teach at the same college. So I messaged her and asked if she has one. And, she said, she only have one. A candy socks. I think the name is candy. IDK. maybe sweet, lolipop, or anything but the name pictures sweet things. -_- So I asked, can you bring it tomorrow? Obviously she was shocked and felt "what is she up to??!!" =) but then I just ignored. huhuhu~
So makteh bought it to my hostel early in the morning and I wore em still, until today alhamdulillah. So special thanks to the friend, and to my aunt. May Allah bless you both. ;)
Alhamdulillah
Wednesday 29 January 2014
Friday 6 December 2013
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.
Alhamdulillah.
Saturday 23 November 2013
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.
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.
Monday 16 September 2013
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.
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.
Friday 6 September 2013
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.
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.
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.
Alhamdulillah.
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