...The wedding...

I m married...

I know...lame right? But I do...I seriously do feel like shouting to the whole wide world; I m married! I m married and I am happy and he is my bestfriend n we fight like old married couple n we berkukut like teens in love n we just enjoys each other's company.

the wedding was such fun! My make up was perfect...my dress is simply adorable (minus the fact that I didnt loose even one inch!!!)... we had fun...we laugh and smile and giggle and just had fun! 

After ijab kabul, I cried...hell...I cried from the start till the end! My mascara totally messed up...my fake eyelash drop off...my eyeliner just ...haha....my friend said I look like the My Chemical Romance....kikiki...I even stained my shawl with my tears! My mak andam(which is my beloved friend) need to redo the make-up for the photoshoot....

But....it was perfect...alhamdulillah it went smoothly. My close friends n family are there. 

Next is the reception....omg...I am head over heels with my dress. Did u guys know that my dress is pinkish purple?! Who wudve thought I would dare to wear that colour?!

Oohhhh....the bagpipe! My wedding have bagpipe played. They played it when we 'march-in'... then we walked under the swords...there is absolutely no words to describe ur feeling when u r walking under that swords...its like time stop n nothing else matter...

Then the cake-cutting ceremony. I told him I want pulut kuning instead...but how can we 'cut' pulut kuning with the sword? Haha. 

Anyway...when the band march in...playing the bagpipe(again!!! I know!!! Hihi)...the sword bearer march in front of them, my sister said, there is no way anyone can miss the excitement on my face...hihi. I love the song they played.....I love that moment....it was a bit kelam kabut cuz none of us know what to do n where to stand....do I hold his hand? Or do I just stand like a princess next to him...or what? Hihi...but who cares? We r the pengantin n we do what we like...n yes that is exactly what we did.

But most of all, it went great. There are flaws here n there...but hey...kita merancang sebaik mungkin, the rest is fate. ;)

Thanks all.....thanks for everything...

Just a little bit…

I’ve been pondering about sharing this for months now. I refuse to share at first cuz scared of what it will make me feel later…but upon advice from someone, I know now, good things are meant to be shared.

So for few months now, each time I get my salary, I will go shopping with a very dear friend. We will spend on groceries especially the basic needs; rice, sugar, canned food, eggs, soap and such. Then we will send it to unfortunate family. 

I am lucky because my dearest friend knows which family to give it to… it is her daily job to reach the people in need. (You won’t believe some of the stories she share sometimes! I wish she can share it to all of you. We just have no idea, no idea at all, how lucky we all are! Or how unlucky we actually are…)

 You will be surprised how little money it will cost you, compared to the feelings you get later. The feelings you get will stay with you for days, or even months….and hopefully forever. I still remember each of the family I met and believe me, they are the ones who gave me the greatest lessons in life. 

Prof Muhaya is an optometrist. Each time she succeeded operating on her patients, she will say, she is just a tool. Everything is from Allah.

That is how I feel. I am just a tool. I get all this rezeki and I am the tool to keep some and share some. 

It is my hope that many more of my friends do the same thing. Trust me…it is fun! Shopping for others is more fun than shopping for yourself… :)

p/s: if you are interested and just didn’t know how to reach them, let me know. I will do my best to help you helping others…it is my greatest pleasure!

Cukup2 bak tudip

kou dei kenah pubak likou
 
jumit2....cukup2 bak tudip

uncle kou slalu dengah kejin, he said, padah jak, " jumit2....cukup2 bak tudip"

kou luk angai blaja pubak likou....kou blaja ih pun from listening a tama ( mom...i know dad is atama...but what is mom?..huhu) anyway, kou blaja ih pun from listening my mum pubak jegem her siblings. that is all it.

kou mapun dalat last year. luckily kou kenah paham oo...all of them speaking and i will answer them in bm. dei confident....

sayang angai if bahasa likou hilang... just like bahasa baie

haaaa....melanau bintulu a.k.a bahasa baie, kou totally dei kenah pubak....dei understand at all.

there are a few similar words....(cant think of any right now).

oh i miss my grandparents tetiba...isk......

Our Warrior

I remembered when my home is broken into, i was so mad at the police, i selfishly write on their fb wall, complaining what seems to me their slacks in handling such case.  

I also remembered the time when i said i will never let my kids to join the police force ( or the army and such). I cant accept their hierarchy and what seems to me unnessary bullying and such.  

I still feel that way...  

But...  

I also remembered hearing a friends said our special force is one of  the best....worldwide...not just Asian-wide.  

I remembered watching on discovery channel how they were trainned....and i remember my newfound respect for them.  

I remembered talking to a friend who is actually in the police force...a friend who unintentionally gave me new insight on them.  

And i respect them with all my heart (although i cant deny their incompetency sometimes..) but these are the brave ones who willfully sign-up for a career that risks their life for others.  

When people say, they hope the government wont waste anymore money appreciating our fallen soldiers, i feel sad for the inhumanity shown.  

When people said, "it is their job to take care of our country and they get paid for doing it, so there is no need to make a big fuss about it", it breaks my heart.

How can you be so selfishly say that? These are the people who will risked their life to protect yours...

Imagine what would happen if all of them get scared and selfishly run away when we need their protection, who will we run to?      

Andai kata kami gugur semua, taburlah bunga di atas pusara.
Kami mohon doa, MALAYSIA berjaya.
Semboyan telah berbunyi, menuju medan bakti.  

I always joke with him about this song....i will playfully sang this part to him...its just that each time he said the word "semboyan" to me, this song will get into my head and i just have to sing it out loud.

I know its a sad song but i never really let it gets to me...  

Well not untill the recent incident...now the song brings me even greater sadness but redha at the same time.

Ini baru sikit....belum lagi macam di gaza.....

Life is...

WONDERFUL....
Each day i am thankful to be given another chance to live another day...a chance to clean up my sins and praying that i wont be making another...  

CHALENGING...
Each day i am bombarded with new challenges...let it be big or small. I wish i am stronger each day cuz the challenges are getting bigger everytime.  

COLOURFUL...
It is not just black n white...there are shades of grey...and another colour apart from black n white and shade of greys...  

UNEXPECTED...
You can plan everything the best you know how but still it doesnt go ur way...there will be surprises along the way. Some will make u smile and some will make you cry. Falling and rising up is part of it...one moment you are up, the next you are down.  

SHORT...
We will reach our end sooner than we thought. So why do we live like we gonna live forever?

.... ;) ...