Yezzaa!!!

Alhamdulillah.....It's just like a dream come true…we finally managed everything accordingly…and it is a time for the launching…this is our "baby"…hopefully everything goes well as what expected to be.

It's true...me and my hubby intend to have our own business...it's for our future...it's for our next generation...We planned for more than 2 years to set up our own baby…after the hardship and so many obstacles, cooping with the funder and everything, we tried the best to get it launch. And now we are about to enter our first step.

Luckily, we are in the same line, so it is easy for us to get along in this showbiz. So let’s just see ….our next agenda would be an event with our famous national equestrian Mohd. Qabil Ambak B. Dato' Mahamad Fathil Mahmood who will be rental our fully MCP equipment for their next home event that will be take place at Bukit Kiara.

Hopefully everything goes well.

p/s ; To ayang...let's take it as our challenge..this is dedicated to our dearest daughters...let's be together...and i'm here for you anytime...anywhere...

bOMb D hEad Plzzzz

F***ing Komuter

Dis week seems to be the worst and the most hectic days. Starting on Monday, I had to face the stupid KTM komuter services delayed for about 1 hour. Can u imagine? I reached the platform at 6.15 pm and expected to be on board the tren at 6.24 p.m as scheduled on the fucking board. But unfortunately, there was an announcement that all komuter service to seremban will having a technical problem from what ever station which I cant remember and will be only reach the platform in another 1 hour. Oh shit !

That means I will only get the tren by another one hour ; means at 7.30 ++ p.m ??? Damn..I text my hubby ask him to come and fetch me a lil bit late since the KTM was delayed. Okay, fine.....I just waited there with all the crowds seems to be so frustrated and some were just leaved. But I cant!! That is the only way for me to get home.....finally, I managed to reach home only at 10.00 pm....Gosh.

I was so tired....not because of what.....but it was just because of the people congested, tired of standing all the way for 1 and a half hours and tired of waiting ….pity my kids…they dun have enough time for me…so I frequently spend my quality time only on weekend. I'll ensure that I have enough time for them, bring them out for dinner and sometimes enjoy the moment playing around and do the lawak bodoh just to make them laugh. I feel chocked every time I reach home late and I dun have much time to talk and listen to their stories.

That was one issue and I know the issue will not resolved if the Ministry of Transportation which is led by Dato sri Chan Kong Choy wouldn’t do anything. So just let it be...

But to me that is the dilemma I have to face in becoming a carrier mother. I always put a word in my mind that not only me having this kinda difficulties, but I’m sure lots of other mom out there will having this crucial too. What to do…

Something that I dun wants to share with…

I am still looking for something inside me. I'm hardly find what I truly want. I just cant predict it in a word....as there is so many inside my head. If I get a chance I would list down all the desire that sometimes is so hard to spit out. Maybe I cant write it down here…as I know it is too personal to well-defined. If u dun know me, I am a very secretive person. Even my husband would never know everything in me. He only can read the surface of what ever he can predict to, but he never knows the details.

It takes time maybe…

Weekend comes again...i hardly cant wait to lay down with my 2 princess on bed, hear thier storie and to enjoy the purity of the faces.

Chiow

nObOdy kNowS

An alien conversation

XXX : This is for the first and the last time and I dun want it to be happened again

BBB : But this is not my controlled

XXX : I dun care

BBB : You should’nt say that. I dun want to take others fault

XXX : You shud handle it. It’s your level of controlled

BBB : Okay, okay…( sigh ) …let me check again

XXX : No you shud have it done now. is this your first time handling all this stuff.
You shud know all the mechanism

BBB : I know, but this thing was not my fault..okay…let it be clear here…
let me handle this …

XXX : …… do what ever you can


conversation end....

back to normal again...

at the same time, still digging into the deepest side of the heart...

tried to find the answer...

tried to memorize it...

and...

the answer are still the same...

it wont reflects anything..anyone..anybody...

and again...

i hate myself for being ME

Once Upon a Time

Hari ini dalam sejarah...21 dis 2002...once in a life...

Kakak and Adik

Last night I had a long conversation with my daughter Myza. I used to call her “kakak”. Kakak is such a “mulut murai”....every night before she got asleep, she will talk and talk and talk…..most of her stories were basically of what she did all the day from morning till evening. And sometimes she was very excited telling me ( for so many times ) her favorite TV channels which is Ceria and Disney channel. The programs are totally for kids. So what to do....I just listen.... She is very eager to go to school now. But I told her that, next year she will start schooling. I'm afraid she will get bored if she starts now...

Same goes with Arissa. I used to call her " adik ". She is much different from her kakak. She's more rugged, tougher and ganas. Compared to kakak; more feminine, more fragile, sensitive and very soft. But she is more stubborn than her adik. Eventhough adik is such a tough girl, but she has a kind hearted..! Believe me, if they got fight, adik will be more mengalah than kakak…terbalik plak…

Time had passed so fast and I dun even realized that they grew so fast. I can even hear their stories now..!!!! What a wonderful life. Nothing more precious when every night I can hear the words ...I love u ibu...before they sleep.

I am so thankful to Allah that I had wonderful kids. I love them so much.