Thursday, December 25, 2008

Bundle of Joy

Newborns are one of the most beautiful thing a person can have. They still don't know whether it's day or night. They can't tell right from wrong. And yet the look of innocence and purity on them can melt even the hardest of hearts.

Auntie Lina had a 'Majlis Aqiqah' for her newborn, Nurnaily Imaan. It's a ceremony to celebrate the birth of the baby girl and to thank God for the lil beauty in her life.

Oh, she's just sooo adorable!

And to Miss Nurnaily Imaan, (I know you won't be reading this now but you might bump into this blog somewhere in the future) it's a big, big world out there and you will see all kinds of stuffs. The beautiful and the ugly. The good and the bad. The love and the hate.

But whatever it is lil cousin, just remember that there will always be someone who loves you and you'll eventually learn what life is all about and how to handle it.

Welcome to the world, lil girl!

Auntie Lina with her new bundle of joy

Her naughty yet cute big brother, Nabil. He was a James Bond addict who knew all of the James Bonds' names by heart. From Sean Connery to Danial Craig. And he's only 3 years old!

The gift boxes for the guests

Aww isn't she just gorgeous!

The oldest cousin (that would be me) with her junior cousins

With the lil 'James Bond'

Trying to look like a princess with the baby crown

A new addition to the family

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Bye to the Old and Hello to the New

As the New Year is nearing, school days are also moving slowly yet indubitably towards me. 2008 came and went with a breeze. I started off the year as a Science student ready to open up my world to more of the scientific miracles and then here I am already, at the end of the year and almost at the end of the high school journey.

It felt just like yesterday when I first stepped into SMKDJ merely 4 years ago. Next thing I know, I'm about to enter the final phase of my secondary education and standing at a junction that will lead me to multiple diverse routes. Don't ask me which route will I choose as I am still contemplating which one is worth walking on. For I wouldn't want to make the same mistakes as many already did.

Taking the road that trapped them physically, emotionally and spiritually.

I'm still trying to figure out my New Year resolutions. Last year of high school is always the most crucial year and therefore I have to prioritize accordingly to make the best of what is left.

Say Bye to the Old and Hello to the New.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Happy Sweet 16 Nunu!!!


It's your special day today. I know you're wacky and crazy. But at the same time you have always been the adorable, awesome friend. I could always count on you.
And tonight we're gonna party 'till dawn breaks at your house, ok? Haha! NUNU! A year older but no less wiser.

Rocking on her guitar like a true rocker. haha

Being her emo self

Happy birthday again girl!

Friday, December 19, 2008

Maid-less life

I have been pretty occupied the last few days. Occupied being a housewife! My maid is now taking care of my grandma for a awhile, since she is critically ill. So I had been doing the dishwashing, the house cleaning and a lil bit of cooking on my own.

So being a dutiful 'housewife' I am, I tried to fry some chicken drummets for dinner. And I proudly arranged them on the plate and presented them to my mum. She took a look and a bite and she said:

Mum: Adik! (That's what I'm called at home) The chicken is burned on the outside and still raw on the inside!
Me: WHAT?! Damnit!

I fried chicken just to find out that it's as raw as before. Haha jeez. If I were to live alone for a very long time, I would probably die of hunger or food poisoning. Eating raw meat is never good.

Looks like I have taken the simple living skills for granted. But life is a learning process.

And I'm now trying to learn how to fry chicken drummets without them turning black on the outside and raw on the inside.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

A new skin, how refreshing

As you might have noticed, I have a new blogskin. The 'Loving Couples' skin has been here for far too long and it's time for something new and fresh.

And you can even comment on my posts now! (There weren't any comment section on my previous blogskin)

A breathe of fresh air, a new sight for the eyes. Right!

P/S Thanks Adel for helping me out with this new 'transformation'.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Brunei, Oh Brunei

I had a family retreat in Brunei during the weekends with my parents and my grandma. The trip was nice. Yea, nice. Not excellent, fantabulous or great. Just nice.

Brunei, a country the size of the Negeri Sembilan state has a lot to offer to its people. But not to the tourists since tourism isn't a big field there. This practically tax-free country has no poverty rates, very low oil prices and the people live very rich and cushioned lives.

We took a day tour around the city. Went to the very grand and beautiful mosque that was built to honour their current Sultan Hasanal Bolkiah. Then we went to the museums. And also to the 600 years old Water Village. It's like wooden houses on water. Very cool.

It's a very green country. The Sultan is not a fan of logging so Brunei still maintains most of its rainforests. Something Malaysia should take example of.

While Brunei is not the place for entertainment and tourism, it is a good place for relaxation and family bonding. Here are some pics.

Green Brunei

The Sultan of Brunei's mosque

Part of the mosque

A traditional food called 'Ambuyak'

Royal Regalia museum. It displays stuff related to the Sultan.

Boat cruise at the Water Village

After 600 years, some Bruneians still wanna live on the water

My parents getting married again. Lol

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Baking a storm!

School holidays is usually the time where I unleash my cooking and baking skills. Not that I have plenty of them. Just one or two. So today I decided to bake a bread pudding and I'm proud to say that I baked it all on my own.

For the first time ever I didn't get any help from my maid to do the baking. Lol yeah! And it tastes pretty good. Well I might be bias about the taste since it's my own piece. But here it is. Ta-da!

Eat it with ice cream or chocolate sauce and you're good to go!

My Eid

We were celebrating the Eid-ul Adha (Hari Raya Haji) on Monday. It was supposed to be a day to commemorate the willingness of Prophet Ibrahim to sacrifice his son, Prophet Ismail as an act of obedience to Allah. As he was about to sacrifice his son, Allah intervened and instead provided a lamb as the sacrifice. This is why today all over the world Muslims who have the means to, sacrifice an animal (usually a goat or a sheep), as a reminder of Prophet Ibrahim's obedience to Allah.

But this year's Eid wasn't as joyous or as fun as before. I didn't even get to do my Raya prayers at the mosque since it started too early and we arrived a lil too late!

Anyhoowww here are a couple of pics. Pardon me for the lack of images since I wasn't in the mood for photography. Heh.

We have monkeys at my grandma's place in Raub. No kidding!

The males in the morning of Eid

Tuesday, December 02, 2008

A piece of cloth

I went to Port Dickson last week with my mum since she had a conference over there. And one ustaz from IIUM came up to my mum and asked this 1 million dollar question "Why isn't your daughter wearing any tudung (headscarf)?"

Uh-huh. I'm a 16 year old Muslim girl and by right I should already be wearing the tudung but I believe donning my head with the scarf should be a choice that comes from inside and not because I was forced to. The tudung isn't just any piece of cloth. It's a symbol of hope, determination and declaration to live as Allah ordains.

And I have to make sure that I am ready to carry such responsibilities. Too many times we see girls with tudungs but they sometimes do not reflect the true teachings of Islam. That's because they do not embrace the significance of the cloth and wear it for the sake of wearing it.

I don't want to be one of them. But don't get me wrong here. Not wearing the scarf does not mean I am not determine in my duties as a Muslim. I still pray and live according to the Islamic teachings. And if and when I have decided to don my head with the scarf, that would be the time and day where I have finally made my choice from within.

Every tudung clad Muslim girl has a 'tudung story'. A story that made them wear the scarf for the first time.

I have not found my 'tudung story' yet.