I love my husband so very much, I can't imagine life without him,. He stimulates me both intellectually, and emotionally. He balances me. and most importantly, I share three beautiful children with him. ...and I think...hmm..no I believe...he loves me too. Need I say more?
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Wasting Time.
Its 10 minutes to midnight...I'm sleepy, but the weird thing is...I don"t want to go to sleep yet. I'd planned to do some catching up with works...updating the class syllabus...clean the house...lipat kain and stuff. But only manage to do some laundry today...and had spent the rest of the day in front of the TV watching movies with hubby and kids....so much for the plan...and now I am further wasting my time writing gibberish late at nite....aduhai....
People say time is gold...of course it is...and yet people choose to waste it all the time...myself included. ..lately I feel as if I am wasting it more than usual...Hati ni tak lah risau sangat mengingati kerja-keja ofis yang bertimbun-timbun tu....because I know..;kerja-kerja ofis tu will never never be finished...dan lagipun mmg perangai aku selalu tangguhkan kerja ...dah dari azali macamtu...baik masa study dulu...sampai le sekarang....ntah le bila nak beruabah pun tak tahu lah...ada je bende-bende lain yg lagi menarik nak dibuat bila hati tu baru nak mula fikir nak siapkan kerja.....hahha...but this is the least of my worries. I am most worried about this...sembahyang aku...
Sejak kebelakangan ini......masa sembahyang pun tak dijaga...makin hari makin lambat....kekadang tu air sembahyang dah siap diambik...tapi boleh duduk balik depan komputer ...Ya Allah...kenapalah lemah sangat iman ku ini.....lindungi lah aku ya Allah...jgn lah sesekali ko tarik nikmat iman ni setelah kau berikan kepadaku ya Allah....Isk I miss Ramadhan...
People say time is gold...of course it is...and yet people choose to waste it all the time...myself included. ..lately I feel as if I am wasting it more than usual...Hati ni tak lah risau sangat mengingati kerja-keja ofis yang bertimbun-timbun tu....because I know..;kerja-kerja ofis tu will never never be finished...dan lagipun mmg perangai aku selalu tangguhkan kerja ...dah dari azali macamtu...baik masa study dulu...sampai le sekarang....ntah le bila nak beruabah pun tak tahu lah...ada je bende-bende lain yg lagi menarik nak dibuat bila hati tu baru nak mula fikir nak siapkan kerja.....hahha...but this is the least of my worries. I am most worried about this...sembahyang aku...
Sejak kebelakangan ini......masa sembahyang pun tak dijaga...makin hari makin lambat....kekadang tu air sembahyang dah siap diambik...tapi boleh duduk balik depan komputer ...Ya Allah...kenapalah lemah sangat iman ku ini.....lindungi lah aku ya Allah...jgn lah sesekali ko tarik nikmat iman ni setelah kau berikan kepadaku ya Allah....Isk I miss Ramadhan...
Writing the first posting
Hahha...how hard can it be be right? But I have been staring at this screen for almost an hour now...arghh.. i thought I have loads to talk about right? haha...
...I actually just came back from a HariRaya do down my street. It was a simple affair...with the typical hari raya food...lemang, ketupat , roti jala, and and the not so usual menu, ice cream for the kids. But that was not the highlight of my evening....this is... I saw one of my son's friend mother seating at one of the table and decided to join her...I've met her before so it was not the first time we talked....so basically we were just talking about our sons, their behavior at school, their school works etc , ...then she asked me ...Did you ever teach Kenegaraan before? My first reaction was...
You are not one of my students, are you?
hahha....yes I was!
Then she said...haha, I knew it, I had a feeling I knew you from somewhere the first time we talked. It was my husband, who confidently said to me...its Miss ***y lah
yup yup....what a small world they were my first group of students....and yup I was a still a Miss then....
Wow, twelve years have passed. Alhamdullilah. They remember me still...now I know how my father feels everytime somebody stop him and said..."ni cikgu *r** ke?" Hahah No wonder why he smiles from ear to ear every single time. It feels nice to be remembered :)
...I actually just came back from a HariRaya do down my street. It was a simple affair...with the typical hari raya food...lemang, ketupat , roti jala, and and the not so usual menu, ice cream for the kids. But that was not the highlight of my evening....this is... I saw one of my son's friend mother seating at one of the table and decided to join her...I've met her before so it was not the first time we talked....so basically we were just talking about our sons, their behavior at school, their school works etc , ...then she asked me ...Did you ever teach Kenegaraan before? My first reaction was...
You are not one of my students, are you?
hahha....yes I was!
Then she said...haha, I knew it, I had a feeling I knew you from somewhere the first time we talked. It was my husband, who confidently said to me...its Miss ***y lah
yup yup....what a small world they were my first group of students....and yup I was a still a Miss then....
Wow, twelve years have passed. Alhamdullilah. They remember me still...now I know how my father feels everytime somebody stop him and said..."ni cikgu *r** ke?" Hahah No wonder why he smiles from ear to ear every single time. It feels nice to be remembered :)
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