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Never Cry if it’s over, smile coz it happenedArchive for April, 2008
i am
am having this symptom-anxiety disorder….so much of jiwa kacau
so occupied, so stressed out…cant sleep well, cant eat right…
i need to chill…
dear syahrin
its my only brothers birthday today…..unfortunately, he wasnt home today….he instead choose to celebrate wif his…i dont know which gf he is celebrating with.
i used to remember him while he was small, whereby i carried him from SS5 to my then home SS7…he never likes to walk, instead he wanted me to dukung me al the way….he was around 4 years back then…
i frankly think he was much more better when he was a kid. heheheh
he is all grown up now, and to be fair, he seemed pretty matured nowadays, at least he sets his foot on the ground by making sure his grades are in. although kalau dapat score A, akan kecoh satu malaysia!
though he can be very pain in the neck at times, he actually have a soft spot in me….he’s my brother, no matter how many time he had screwed-up, he knows he has me….
happy birthday syahrin, i sincerily hope u’d gain happier life, greater future and long live to you my only brother….
love, sabrina adnan
sakit hati sengsorang
I have nothing against INTAN. But yesterday, i met one of the ex-INTAN PPK and now being placed in one of the kementerian. however, the budaya of hidung tinggi yang selalu di war-warkan ke bebudak DPA masih lagi diamalkan. “hellloo…………………..wake up old man!”
suka sgt prg panggil dia “tuan…tuan” ala-ala cam dpa dulu…that was so lame…everytime org panggil dia encik…dia muka masam…bila org panggil dia tuan., tuan…suka mcm nak rak…
mcm monyet dpt bunga je aku rasa….
sampai pagi ni aku teringat-ingat muka riak dia….siap kutuk-kutuk org lain lagik….
apa ader pada nama…lain la ko tu ksu…other than that, if u demand people to idol you….you have got to learnt more!
thats lame…and thats pathetic! grow up old man…life has changed!
p/s: stop being melancholic!
back to basic
i slept like a baby last night.
special thanks to my hubby for not waking me up along the way.
several blog i read these days, were busy talking about hope and dreams…call it coincidence…but it seems this hope topic has become so overwhelming.
i have learnt a new thing yesterday…i believe there is only a way of handling things problems…there is only one black and white, no gray no blue, yellow or red…no hanky panky…
its either u do it or not…its either yes or no…and hubby keep on reminding me…”what is right is right and what is wrong can never be justified….”
though i hate to agree wif my hubby (in some sense it’ll boost his ego that he’s right)…that best way to handle things around its either yes or no…and he as usual was criticising me in handling things around….
i used to believe that diplomacy is the best policy but in this situation am having, diplomacy has failed to heal….
at this juncture, am still looking ways to heal my tiny lil heart….i need to heal myself….in order to regain my composure….
damages has been done….its how to heal…that is all that matters.
my brief story
it has been awhile i have not been in the office…too many things had happened till i have lost count to put it into words.
as mentioned, my former maid had flew back to indonesia…exceptional appreciation i shall bid to ani for making things gud for luqman….
of course, she wasnt perfect…and of course…she has flaws all over…but looking form another perspective, luqman is all safe, healthy and sound…that shud be applauded.
the new one, named sri…came from yogjakarta, jawa tgh.
the same cycle is taking place…language is the problem…though secara dasarnya we can understand the language…but when it comes to directives and instruction, maids tends to understand differently.
alhamdulillah today, luqman is getting okay wif the new maid….my hubby has been forced to stay up at home checking out luqman’s progress. and so far, things are cool. praise to the Almighty.
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luqman birthday bash wasnt really a bash in that sense. we treated him for disney on ice…
luckily we managed to buy the first row seats…
he was happy, so does his father…looking to the bikini’s the dancers were wearing really brightened my hubby’s heavy eye.
i hope my son is happy…sincerily from mama and abah. 
and also congratulations to imie n partner for tieing the knot finally,
semoga berkekalan….and azral…sorry cant make it to ur wedding…i was in jb…and frankly, i hope u too, diberikan jodoh berkekalan sepanjang hayat….
happy birthday luqman part 1
its pretty amazing every year on 3th of april, i’d reminisce how luqman was born. At this point of time, at this hour, i was all drenched up wif air selusuh. Mind me, my hubby threw me 2 big bottle of air selusuh to my body and a small bottle to my face. I was all wet. The nurses pun macam pelik kat my hubby. “Ni pawang bukan sebarang pawang, ni pawang air terjun, didtgkan khas drpd lata kijang” Selalunya air selusuh ni sbg syarat je, ni tidak-habis disimbahnya until i need to stop him. Dahla kena tahan 12 hr contraction, basah lencun pulak tu :p Moreover, while menahan the contraction, its a normal habit that first time mother wud hold their hubby’s hand tightly. sort of menggengam erat. So did i. And there was a time i hold my hubby’s so tight. And he suddenly genggam my hand sekuat hati balik. he replied nonchalantly “u gengam i sakit tau, i nak bg u rasa skit-ingat tak sakit ke?” I was speechless. Luqman is all well, he was born to the world at 12.15 midnite. He was damn fine, only me was too tired to look upon him that minute. Well, at this minute, i still reminded how my hubby simbah air tu. Its still our joke of the day.
Feeling awkward, i asked him, “nape u pulak yang genggam tgn i?”
be a good boy sayang
its nearly a week i have been on leav and its all because of my beloved son.
my maid had ended her term wif me, and having her father in critical condition leaving her no choice but needed to leave malaysia. and so my new maid has finally arrived in malaysia.
the problem starts here.
my son however, reluctant to accept the new maid. “Jgn kaco uman, jgn kaco uman…abah….babab chi (the new maid)…that was all he uttered over and over again.
he refuse for the new maid to be sitted, he adamantly urged te new maid to be out of the house….”nanak chi…chi ngan duduk…chi ngan mamam” (taknak chi, chi jangan duduk, chi jangan makan)
ironically, he didnt eventually requested ani, my former maid….he seemed okay wif it…but the way he treats the new maid, is like seeing a ghost…he’d cry as loud as he can, scream and run for his life….
yesterday, i went out of the house for 2 hours in the morning and an hour in the evening, and for the hours i wasnt at home, all through the time he was weeping and howling loudly…
hwever today, there was quite an improvement…though he refused to be fed by the new maid, he wants to play wif her for few minutes….for those who knew luqman, that already an achievement.
today is wednesday, and i supposed to be at work tomorrow, but i begged my boss for an extension for the next 2 days…
i need extra patience wif luqman this time….its his birthday anyway this friday…
i’d update more wif pics and luqman’s birthday celebration….no party though, just a birthday getaway….
