This December

Brace yourself for a long, long post :P

I had anticipated that this long summer break will be boring. Most of my friends had already gone back to Malaysia while Nisa, Farah and Durra will spent 1 month in Melbourne (Dec 13-Jan 15), fruit-picking.

It'll be just me, Fatin, Jaime, Hannah, Harvin & Sarah here.
Oh, and the guys next door of course.

I've been thinking whether "Nak balik ke tak nak??" for weeks. At last, I've made my decision: I'm NOT going back. Keputusan muktamad.

So many things have happened this December that I felt so fortunate to experience. If I had gone back, I wouldn't have experienced any of them. Therefore, I think staying put is the right decision for me.

Most of what I did this month centred around taking my mom and sister sight seeing about Sydney. We've been to the usual attractions, (SOH, Royal Botanic Gardens, Manly Beach, Paddy's Market, Fish Market, Taronga Zoo) the not-so-usuals (Auburn, Lakemba, Bankstown), and the places nearby (Macquarie Uni, Macquarie Centre).

L-R: Mama, Kakak, Adik

Being a tour guide is tiring but fun. I had lost count of how many times I fell asleep in the bus/train. The tersengguk2-sampai-Nisa-tak-nak-mengaku-kawan sleep. I just can't help it!! The journey is just too long & the bus/train is just so comfortable.

I had great fun going to all the above-mentioned places (especially the Fish Market and the Taronga Zoo since I have never been there before). The Seafood Platter at the Fish Market is simply delicious!! And I love the Seal and Bird shows at the zoo. The seals are so cute and adorable!

(*Note my excitement by the excessive use of the exclamation point!)

The mouth-watering Seafood Platter

The second major event in my December calender has got to be the cohort 1's departure. On Dec 9, we did a BBQ/Pyjama party at Unit 82. It's a small affair. Just the 11 of us: Kak Ili, Kak Darina, Kak Bulat, Kak Lin, myself, Durra, Nisa, Fatin, Farah, Jaime & Hannah. But we have food enough for 20+ people! We had BBQ chicken, mashed potato, bread pudding, chocolate cake, jelly, and ... I can't remember the others ...

The night ended happily despite the initial frustation and disappointment of not being able to start the barbeque fire (we later resorted to putting the marinated chicken in the oven!).

The choc cake that spells BYE

And then came the final farewell. The cohort 1s boarded the airplanes on Dec 15. Fatin, Jaime, Hannah & I got a lift from Pamela to go to the airport to send them off. It was a very chaotic day. They were still packing & cleaning the house at 6.30pm when the shuttle that was to get them to the airport is scheduled to arrive at 7pm. Then there is the usual drama of bags exceeding the maximum weight at the airport. But thankfully, everything worked out fine in the end. They are all headed back to Malaysia with the exception of Daniel and Kak Aina.

The day after, I went to a book sale at the Sydney Exhibition Centre with my mom and sis. The sale was held at a HUGE hall. We spent one hour and a half browsing through the books. There were so many books I wanted to buy but in the end, I settled for 4. The best thing about the sale is EVERY book is priced at $5!! Nisa, you should have been there. You would have gone crazy over the choices too.

The hall was poorly-lit. So I got a slight headache after perusing the back cover of books, aisles after aisles. I didn't even check out the CD and DVD section.

Anyway, these are the books I've bought:
1) Love in the Driest Season - A Family Memoir by Neely Tucker
2) How to be Lost by Amanda Eyre Ward
3) The Ties That Bind - Six Journeys of a Lifetime by Juliette Jameson
4) The Writer and the World by V. S. Naipul

Once I got back home, I carefully and neatly stacked the books on my "To-Read" pile. I was so excited! All these wonderful books to read during my summer break. And I still got Kiran Desai's "The Inheritance of Loss" to savour ... yeay!

This morning, I got news that gives me one more reason to cheer about. Nisa, Farah & Durra are coming home earlier (either on Dec 30 or 31). So, we'll get to celebrate Hari Raya Haji together!! What's more, we plan to move to our new unit: Unit 82 and celebrate Raya there. The new house is so cool as it has a rather large "private" lawn.

We could do a lot of things there: have BBQs, play futsal, hold Dikir Barat practise, Nisa's dramac practise, etc ... Another yeay! :)

I suppose I should stop here. I need to do something at the uni.
I hope I'll write again soon. It's been a while since I type something.
Bye

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Lad Lit

So, that is what it's called!!!

I've just finished reading Nick Hornby's "High Fidelity". It's quite a good book but too "bloke-ish" for my taste.

Women have chick lit. So, the male's equivalent is called .... I dunno .... bloke lit??

I wiki-ed chick lit to find the answer and apparently:

"The male equivalent, spearheaded by authors like Ben Elton, Mike Gayle, and Nick Hornby, has been referred to as lad lit and dick lit."

Charming terms eh? Anyway, let's stick with lad lit shall we?

I strongly recommend the guys to read it. I'm sure they can easily relate to it.

Girls can read it too, of course. It can provide you with an insight to the male's psyche which is perplexing, disturbing and yeah: exasperating.

Below is my favourite passage from the book:

"I'd say that I'm cross because I know I'm stuck, and I don't like it. It would be nicer in some ways, if I wasn't so bound to her; it would be nicer if those sweet possibilities, that dreamy anticipation you have when you're fifteen or twenty or twenty-five, even, and you know that the most perfect person in the world might walk into your shop or office or friend's party at any moment ... it would be nicer if all that was still around somewhere, in a back pocket or a bottom drawer. But it's all gone, I think, and that's enough to make anyone cross."

Weird isn't it? Singletons crave for a partner and the sense of security that comes with it.

People in a relationship on the other hand, crave FREEDOM ..

Reading that passage made me feel good about being single. The whole "sweet possibilities" and "dreamy anticipation" part of being single ...

Only 10??

Tagged by Ana.
Have to list down who I think are the top ten sexiest men alive.

Here goes:

1) Thierry Henry
The coolest footballer. Professional, talented, dedicated, and down-to-earth. And ooh ... the French accent! The complete package.



2) Juan Roman Riquelme
He's not that good looking but I really like him. An unsolved mystery this one ...



3) Gary Dourdan
My favourite character in CSI!



4) Johnny Depp
Who doesn't love a roguish pirate??




5) Mark Ruffalo
Played the sweetest imaginable guy in "Just Like Heaven" and "13 Going on 30"



6) Diego Luna
Love at first sight when I watched "Dirty Dancing Havana Nights"



7) Jensen Ackles
I'm terrified of horror films/tv series but am a big fan of "Supernatural" because of him



8) Chad Michael Murray
The picture explains all:



9) Patrick Dempsey
There's a solid reason why he's called McDreamy



10) Colin Firth!!
He's the perfect Mr Darcy~ enough said. Should have put him on the very top of this list!


Sekian ...

trying to snap out of it

These past few days have been trying.

Now, isn't that surprising considering that
- the term is over;
- I have handed in ALL my assignments; and
- I have absolutely nothing to do

I have been dreaming of this moment for so long (since week 10). After handing in the EDUC265 major assignment, I was completely burn-out. Never in my life have I worked so hard for a 1500 word assignment. I've read hundreds of pages of conference papers for the assignment. I had to squeeze every word from my brain to complete the assignment whereas most of my friends exceeded the word limit (I only reached 1489).

Anyhow, after that punishing task, my downward spiral began:
- I missed three 2-hour lectures (one lecture in each subject);
- I left one lecture when it's halfway through;
- I began to neglect my readings; and
- I put off doing my Sociolinguistics' major assignment for as long as I could

It was a battle to get through the end of week 13.

To motivate myself, I dreamed of all the things I would do when the semester is over. I made a list of books to read, movies to see, places to go to, things to write in my blog, etc

But I haven't done any of the things I planned. I just don't have any enthusiaam left it seems.

Today I feel particularly depressed (sorry Nisa & Durra for having to put up with my gloominess and unsociability).

I just feel a lot of problems weighing on my shoulders and I don't think that I'm strong enough to face them all. :(

My dream careers

Since we are on the topic of vocations, let me share with you my dream careers. These professions are so appealing and attractive to me but I doubt that I will be any good at them.

That's why they are only my "dream careers". They are:

1) Playwright

I love watching the theater. So, naturally, I wish I could write a brilliant play myself. One that will be well-received and loved by the audience.

2) Travel & Adventure Host

Someone like Ian Wright who gets to travel around the world from the most popular destinations to the remotest areas; experiencing different cultures and lifestyles ...

3) Novelist

I love reading novels and could only wish that I have the ability to write beautiful prose like my favorite authors.

4) Photographer

I appreciate good photography. I especially like pictures of monuments and breath-taking sceneries.

5) Wedding Planner

I love to plan things and planning a wedding seems so exciting, don't you think?? I have to assert that I wanted to be a wedding planner long before I watched Jennifer Lopez's movie. haha

That's it. My 5 dream careers.
Suddenly, I'm curious to know what my friends' dream careers would be.
Would theirs be as fantastically far-fetched as mine?? Hurm ...
Nak tag, tak nak tag ni?? hehe

Two roads diverged in a wood

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference"

The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

Can you pinpoint a moment where the whole course of your life changed?

I can.

It was the night when I was filling the UPU form. The one where you had to fill after you have received your SPM result; where you basically have to list down 8 preferences of what and where you want to further your studies.

I stayed up late by myself thinking about my 8 choices. I was seriously clueless about what I wanted to do with my life. Some people knew that they just had to be doctors, or engineers, or accountants. Me? I didn't know what my life's calling is. I didn't know what I wanted to do. I was open to every possibilities ... except perhaps medicine. I'm too lazy to be a medicine student. :p

So, I considered everything that might suit me. Among the courses shortlisted were: Accounting, Chemical Engineering, English Literature (ada ke?? I'm not sure ... can't remember), Actuarial Science (haha!) and of course: TESL.

There are other options too of course but I just can't seem to remember.

Anyway, ranking them from 1-8 came after shortlisting them. It's the most crucial part of the whole process.

After hours of thinking about it, I chose TESL as my first choice. I thought of all the teachers that I've had. Some were terrific, some were less so. But on the whole, all of them have made such a positive impact in my life and I thought: "That must be a very challenging and fulfilling job".

On hindsight, I might have been too idealistic ...

That was three years ago. Now, I'm in my 2nd year of university doing Bachelor of Education (TESOL) at Macquarie University. And I have no regrets whatsoever.

I thank Allah for granting this path of life for me.

The First 8 Days

Right now, it's already 11pm. I should be sleeping in order to wake up for sahur at 3.30am tomorrow. But I am inexplicably gripped by the desire to write something about my first 8 days of Ramadhan here.

It has truly been a roller-coaster ride. I am still sad. Not just because I'm away from my family, it also has to do with the feeling that Ramadhan here doesn't feel like Ramadhan. It sounds confusing, but I'm sure you get what I mean. Back home, you can sense that it's Ramadhan; you can smell, feel, breathe it. Here, you don't really feel how special Ramadhan is.

I am heeding Fatin's advice to not think too much about it. But it's soO difficult!! :(

My first 8 days have their ups and downs. Let's start with the good stuffs:

1) Received my Raya parcel from home. It was a lovely surprise since I was not expecting it for another 2 weeks. The parcel contains: 1 baju kurung + matching tudung + telekung + blouse + Faisal Tehrani's 'Tunggu Teduh Dulu' + a lovely letter from my sis.

2) Bought a pink skirt to go with my new blouse

3) Went to Featherdale Wildlife Park. Got to see animals such as: kangaroo, wombat, tasmanian devil, koala, dingo & emu upclose

4) Ate a lot of good food!! Here is my break of fast food log:
-1st day: lamb curry + ikan goreng + sagu gula melaka + Fatin's cheesecake
-2nd day: ayam panggang + whipped potato
-3rd day: mee kari + begedil + popia
-4th day: nasi goreng ikan masin + telur bungkus + choc chip muffin
-5th day: nasi lemak + kuih cek mek molek [courtesy of Durra, Ana & Tasha]
-6th day: tom yam + puding jagung
-7th day: nasi beryani + lamb curry
-8th day: bihun goreng + puding roti + roti john + coleslaw

I have to thank Nisa for cooking such delicious meals each day. :)

Ok ... now for the bad stuffs:

1) This has been the most unproductive break ever!! 2 weeks void of academic work. It should not be a big deal except that I have a major assigment due on 10th Oct!!

What I have been doing:
- oversleeping
- Bollywood marathon with Harvin & Nisa (Mohabbatein, Mere Yaar Ki Shaadi, etc)
- watching tv excessively (Kill Bill, The Wedding Planner, etc)

2) Had the most horrible headache the other day

3) The sink in my kitchen is blocked! As a result, dirty dishes piled up & we are forced to wash the dishes in front of our house (in full view of bewildered MUV residents) or at Tasha's place. This is only done when there are absolutely no clean dishes left.

The sink is blocked since Friday night. We are told that we can only call a plumber after the weekend and the Labour Day holiday. Until then, cooking and cleaning up are very trying affairs. This is what I called "dugaan bulan Ramadhan"(!)

While waiting for Tuesday, we tried "unblocking" the sink by using a plunger. It didn't work. You should have seen me thrusting the plunger with such determination - I must have looked like a demented person.

+ + +

The mid-term break is over. Have to buck up now. Besides, wouldn't it be a pity to spend the rest of Ramadhan like that??

May the remaining 22 days be more meaningful & dapat dimanfaatkan dengan sebaik-baiknya ... insyaAllah ...

Salam Perantauan

I really love this pic! Thanks to Seng Chee: the photographer extraordinaire!!

L-R: Naya, Majidah, Rosyada, Nisa, Norzi, Zila, Ana Shirin

Duduk: Zaini & Khairil

Ramadhan nostalgia

I feel a bit down. It's my first Ramadhan away from home and I don't like it one bit. After the Maghrib prayer, I called home to wish Mama and Papa "Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan". Then, I called 2 juniors, whom I am close to, to wish them the same thing. I feel worse after calling them. They all talk about the familiar things about celebrating Ramadhan at home; solat terawikh, pasar Ramadhan, sahur at Scud, etc ...

I miss all that right now. At IPBA (my previous college), we break fasted together at the surau. A caterer sent over food everyday and we only needed to pay RM5 per meal. This was a perfect arrangement for those people who don't fancy to go to Kerinchi's Pasar Ramadhan each evening like me. And the menu was so finger-licking good!
Let's see if I can remember a few of them correctly:

- Rendang Ayam

- Ayam Kurma

- Nasi Pelangi

- Ayam Panggang

- Nasi Beryani

Yum yum ... what's more, two kuih-of-the-day, dates, and drinks are also provided. Talk about a real bargain huh?

But it's not just the food that I miss. I also miss the company. It's so much fun breaking fast in a big group like that. We were such a noisy bunch! After eating, we performed the Maghrib prayer together. The space between Maghrib and Isyak was then filled with a short 'tazkirah'. More people would start to stream in during this time. We proceeded with the Isyak prayer as soon as we heard the azan coming from the nearby Masjid Al-Azhar or the IBMM surau (a neighbouring teacher training college). Terawikh prayers are next on the agenda. After Terawikh, it's time for 'moreh'! The menu was just as sumptuous:

- Roti Jala + Kari

- Mee Goreng

- Cakes

- Biscuits

I can't remember the others. But all of them were delicious!

After 'moreh', some people would go back to their hostel, some would stay for Tadarus Al-Quran, and some would either head for Scud or Kafe Blok 4 to lepak-lepak.

Another Ramadhan tradition at IPBA is have 'sahur' at 2am at Scud (where else?). Ramadhan is the only time where Asrama Pantaipuri's curfew is extended until 3am. I'm one of the regular 'sahur' people. I would always order the same thing: Banjo + teh ais. My accomplices were: 'Ainur, Zue, Nada, & Nisa. We had the best of times during the 'sahur' sessions. Gosh, I miss them!

I thought of writing about my fasting experience at IPBA as well as at Tmn Keramat, my hometown. But this post is already quite long. Better save the Keramat story for another day.

Before I end this post, I just want to wish all of my friends "Selamat Berpuasa". Semoga kita dapat manfaatkan bulan Ramadhan ini dengan sebaik-baiknya. Moga Allah ampunkan dosa-dosa dan terima segala ibadah-ibadah kita ... Amin ...

Oh, saya juga nak minta maaf kat kawan-kawan semua atas segala kesalahan yg dibuat sama ada sengaja atau tidak. Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan people!

"To me, you are perfect" -Love Actually-

Firstly, thank you Nisa for giving me something to do this evening :p

After much contemplation, below are the top 10 criteria of my perfect guy:

1) jaga solat ... insyaAllah, selamat dunia akhirat ... hehe

2) org yg suka pegi surau

3) funny ... I love to laugh + I admire witty people

4) tall & athletic

5) good-looking doesn't hurt I guess :p

6) someone who's hard to get; macam Mr. Dracy from Pride & Prejudice ... ehem2

7) not clingy. I like my space.

8) has his own passions + hobbies but shows interest in what I'm doing as well

9) someone who likes me just the way I am

Bak kata Jane Austen: "The sweetest of all creatures, faultless in spite of all her faults"

10) someone who aspires me to be a better person.

"Cinta akan memupuk, meluruskan, meluhurkan, & menumbuhkan mereka menjadi insan sempurna" -Faisal Tehrani-

It's okay to be choosy because:

"It's a funny thing about life. If you refuse to accept anything but the very best, you very often get it" -W. Somerset Maugham-

Itulah prinsip hidup saye :p

Oh, and another one:Dlm Quran kan cakap;
perempuan yg baik utk lelaki yg baik
lelaki yg baik utk perempuan yg baik.

:)

Damia

On Sept 11, 2006, I became a first-time aunt to baby girl Damia!



*wish I was there*

One crazy day

I wasn't feeling well when I woke up today. The weather's so cold and that made my nose runny. But I couldn't sleep in since we needed to start cooking for the "Dikir Mayang" party. The party is held to celebrate Macquarie people's successful Dikir Barat and Ulik Mayang performances in Malaysia Fest.

My house, Unit 31, was in charge of Mee Kari and begedil. Norzi's house was responsible for Soto and beverages. All the girls helped out to prepare the meals. But since I felt a bit weak, I got the easy job of boiling 8 packets of spaghetti with Fatin. Easy enough. (I never was talented in the kitchen)

Anyway, the party was great. I thought I would not enjoy myself since I felt so miserable. But good company always cheers you up :)

After eating the delicious food, everyone just sat around relaxing. Suddenly, someone started singing the Negaraku ... huh? Where did that come from?

From Negaraku, they moved on to other patriotic songs. And after that, songs from the various states in Malaysia. By now, everyone had joined in. Raya songs came next. And after that Dangdut (!) and other Malay songs.

The singing session was then replaced by a photography session. Seng Chee was missing in action. We took the pictures without him. Turned out that he went back to his house to fetch the volleyball. That was to be our next activity.

The rain had stopped. I shouldn't have joined them playing since my cold would only get worse. But I still did.

We played volleyball for a while before switching to "Baling Selipar". By then, more people have joined in. It was while playing "Baling Selipar" that things got a bit out of hand. Friendly rivalry got a lil' bit serious. I have to own my part in it.

I didn't mean to, but I threw the slipper quite hard at Sakinah. It was an instinctive act; not an intentional one. Anyway, I felt quite bad about it. Azan made it worse by saying that I probably dislocated Sakinah's shoulder by whacking her like that. He's kidding of course but I still felt bad because I knew from past experiences that I tend to get too competitive when involved in sports. It's not something that I'm proud of :(

That's why this blog's name is thus. A friend at IPBA, Syida, teasingly said that about me and it got stuck: I'm nice, as well as rotten. huhuhu

Anyway, after that incident, I played nicer. Well ... at least I tried to ..

Right now, I about to go to sleep and as predicted, my cold's gotten worse. Karma at work? :p

Shim's algebra question

It was during a particularly boring lecture that Shim slid a small piece of paper to Jaime and me, who sat right behind him. An algebra question was written on that piece of paper:

2xy = 10 + z
2x + y = 20
x = z + 10

What is y?

I just smiled. It was ages ago since I had done any math question of that nature. All those drillings I did to prepare for SPM has been forgotten. Yet, I was tempted to try my luck. Maybe the question's not so hard. There's no harm in trying is there?

Jaime, on the other hand, was more than gamed. She was really eager to attempt the question.

But before I started to pull a clean sheet of paper out, I asked Shim: "Betul ke soalan ni ada jawapan?"

He replied: "Mestila ade. Aku yang buat sendiri."

Hurm ... that's really promising (!). But I have faith in my friend. heh

Jaime and I tried and tried but we couldn't solve it. After sometime, Shim turned back to face us and said: "Eh, tak siap lagi ke?"

I gave up first. Jaime persisted for a while longer.

After she too had surrendered, Shim started working to give us the answer. I thought I would only take a while. But it took a lot longer than expected.

Jaime and I peeked over Shim's shoulder to see what he was doing. He seemed to be struggling with the question himself. We had to control our urge to laugh. From a small bit of paper that he was using, he had to pull out a larger piece to accommodate the more complex equations he's deriving.

Finally, he turned back once again, and slid us another note. It said:

"Soalan salah. muahaha"

It was a funny incident and it got me thinking about how bad I am in math. I used to be real good at it. But not anymore. My mental arithmetic is particularly embarassing. I guess that's one of the occupational hazards of being a TESL student. You deal with language, not numbers.

That's a pretty solid defence for my poor math ability don't you think?

Sleep is a powerful motivator

I'm supposed to hand in a 750-word assignment today. As expected, I just finished writing it late last night (and prior to writing this post, I have just finished editing it). It's not a difficult assigment. Yet, I kept putting it off.

I think it has to do with the "Week 5 slump". Typically, people are all eager to start the new semester well. We would draw up the usual resolutions to no longer procastinate, to pay 100% attention in lectures, etc. But come week 5, the spirit has somewhat cooled down.

Another example of my weakening resolution is that I didn't manage to read the EDUC265 readings for this week. It's EDUC265 people!!! The subject I'm most diligent in. The subject where Rod Lane is my tutor ... remember??

Anyway, let me get back to the title of the post.

Last night, after writing about 500 words, I went downstairs for a "short" break. Predictably, the break got extended when I switched on the tv and NCIS was on. Oh, I also went downstairs to drink a glass of milk. But, the break also became an unplanned makan session.

See how weak my willpower is? huhuhuhu

Anyway, I somehow managed to bring myself upstairs again to face my unfinished assignment. But it was so hard to concentrate since it was already 10.45pm. I thought I better sleep first and wake up early the next morning to finish it up. Nisa, who's in the next room, sensed my intention. She got me to finish up my assignment by saying:

"Syada, Syada takleh tido lagi. Baru nak pukul 11. Buat kerja dulu. Dah pukul 1, kalo Syada tak siap lagi, baru boleh tido. Kalo Syada tido jugak, Nisa kejutkan sampai bangun"

Pukul 1??? I can't stay up that late. I wanna sleep!!!!

Suddenly, I was gripped with the urgency to finish writing the remaining 250 words. It surprised me how quickly I finish writing them up. SLEEP, not grades it seems, is able to motivate me ..

1st entry in my new blog :)

I've actually had this blog for quite sometime. But since I haven't written anything yet, I just kept quiet about it. Most of my friends have long switched to blogspot. I managed to "resist the temptation" for a while. But then I surrendered. What gave me the final push is the tak senonoh advertisements featured in my friendster blog. Hmm ... tak mau la ... baik bukak blogspot <---- this is roughly how my blogspot came about :)

Things had been hectic lately. My social life, which is practically non-existent before, has somewhat taken a busy turn; I'm taking part in the Dikir Barat and the Ulik Mayang sketch for the upcoming Malaysia Fest. The Fest is just 4 days away, so the past few days (and the remaining ones) have been spent doing intensive training. I feel bad for the rest of the Village residents; they had to put up with our noisy sessions every night. Ampun ...

I may be biased, but I do think that our Dikir Barat rocks. We have great songs + great moves. And we've been practising like mad ...

I've always loved performance arts. But typically, I'm just the appreciative spectator, not the performer. Granted, my role in both performances are minor but the experience has been very exciting.

I have now caught the singing bug. I rarely listen to music before. The music collection in my laptop is pitiful to say the least. But now, I couldn't stop singing, particularly while taking my shower. The favourite songs are Raya songs + Dikir Barat songs. The one song that I keep repeating is: "That Thing U Do".

And it's not just me who's having this Dikir Barat fever. It seems others are experiencing it too. Semuaorg dok berlatih Dikir Barat dlm shower. It's funny when you think about it.

Anyway, it's a pity that everything will be over this Sunday. Huhuhu ...