Finally.

Life's treating me well. This week would be our final week in UPM. Done with the lectures, assignments and soon the final exams. Teaching practice starts next month so I still have time to lepak around and do nothing. Okay, that's a big lie. Mama's salon is moving downstairs and there's so much to do until the renovation is complete. I've nothing much to say this time around. But perhaps this is just to let you know that I'm doing fine, maybe a little busy. I hope I can meet THE friends anytime soon (you guys are deeply missed).

Al-fatihah

PM Dr. Lily Mastura Harun passed away last night.
Semoga roh beliau dicucuri rahmat oleh-Nya InsyaAllah.

Today.

Alright there's a reason why I decided to have that as the title of the post. I'll tell you about it in a bit. Early in the morning we had to listen to a presentation by an Iranian (I think) PhD student on Music as a therapy for teaching mentally retarded children. It was quite interesting, well not really but at least I think he really knew what he was talking about. Then there was Dr. Foo's class and again he ended the class a little early (we love you!) and he made this special statement which was "Some people have skin allergies but you guys are totally different because you're allergic to 'time'". Couldn't agree better. Ha ha. Then on my way back I bumped into my tutor back in semester 4 if I'm not mistaken. We exchanged smiles and he asked a few questions and I can't help but at that very moment I was trying really hard to recall his name. After we said goodbye, I came to my senses. Okay his name is Mr. Too. Dad was like, "Hello? Even I know his name. You've got only 2 tutors right? The other is Burn, no?" Note: This is what happens when you have your dad in the same faculty and he obviously knows almost every single person there. (Moral: Berhentilah duduk bawah ketiak ibu bapa.Hehe).

Okay all those are actually commercials. Back to what I'm supposed to tell you. I went to visit a lecturer who had complications after her appendix removal surgery. I didn't know her that well but I heard that she was one healthy lady. Seeing her lying on the bed in the ICU, I can only pray that she will be get better Insya Allah. After sharing a few thoughts with Dad, I ended up thinking. I still have today when I can attend classes, gossip with friends, to laugh, to smile, to do my bloody assignments and whatever I want to do, but what about tomorrow? We'll never know what will happen the next minute, hour or day, and we can't predict what's written, because Allah said, 'kun fayakun'. Talking of which, I've realised that I had so many things to do, but it seems like there's so little time. I think I'd have to cancel out some very ridiculous-will never happen-not in a million years items in my wishlist. Yeah, we can always plan things but HE knows best. Life's short they say. But we'll never know how short is 'short'? It's beyond imagination. Every beginning has its own ending. So as life.

So, Today I've learned that we shouldn't take things for granted.

Kinohimitsu Oh Yeaah!

Tired of Pajama Parties (okay setiap malam pn pakai PJs kot? tp xde aktiviti pn. heh) and wearing mud-like-green masks (efforts to immitate Jim Carrey in The Mask), we decided to do something else yesterday. Thanks to my little sister Syira, who sponsored the pads this time around. Just before we were off to sleep, first we prepared the pads. These were what they look like.

Before
*so clean*

My cute little feet.
*2 minutes after applying the patches, they started to produce heat (notice the two circles, they are called the warming micro-capsules)*

After
*Okay I know this may look a bit menggelikan but those were the toxin captured by the health pads*

I woke up feeling much better today. There's a lot of ways to detox our body. Gee, I actually have a few kilometers to run in a jiffy. Takasima, here I come!!

Have a good day people. :)

Somebody please pinch me.

Okay. This is just another random posting. I was supposed to start doing my assignments and yet, here I am hitting the letters on the keyboard while humming my daily anthem. Sigh. But after quite a long week, I think I should have a well deserved rest. Right. And that explains why I woke up at 11.25 am this morning. He he.

I love Fridays, because it brings a lot of happiness. The once in a week sermon and reminders. The weekend. The kids I teach on Sundays.

But today is rather special because they will be home! Well yeah, the laundry would be extremely difficult to handle. The house will be messy after 5 minutes you've done cleaning up. The PC will not have time to rest. The kitchen table will be loaded with foooood! This will last about a week. But me likey likey. I don't mind. Not at all. :)

To them, Welcome home.

Am confused.

Really. Is jealousy a good thing or the opposite?

It typically refers to the negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and anxiety that occur when a person believes a valued relationship is being threatened by a rival.

Cemburu tandanya sayang.

Right.

Sepi.

Just had dinner. Just the four of us. Mom, Dad, Along and I.

I wish I can have everyone at home right now.
I wish we had more time to have fun.

I miss my sister and brothers.

P/s: Rumah sgt bersih dan kemas. Dan sunyi sepi. I miss them already. Sobs.