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Akhirnya, tibalah saat yang telah lama dinanti-nantikan. Shahreil making his way to Buru, a place he happily kutuk-ed for many many years. Tapi, kata orang, tak kenal maka tak cinta, ye tak?

On 19 Dec, together with Daddy, Tok and Cik Nah, we went to Buru to celebrate Hari Raya Haji. We took Falcon 5 from Harbour Front, reached Tanjung Balai 1.5 hour later, got VIP treatment from Putra as usual and walked all the way to another jetty. I love the VIP treatment part cos it gives me great satisfaction when I see all the kiasu apeks who rushed to have their passports stamped looked at us in envy/anger when we are ushered out of that place without even having to stamp our passports. Hah! Padan muka korang. We had to wait for the next boat to Buru though and I always hate that part. The wait. Sheer torture when all you want to do is to get to Buru as fast as possible!

That's the sampans or kotak kalau ikut orang sana cakap, that we have to take before we hopped onto the boat in the middle of the sea.
I was pleasantly suprised to see that it finally got through to them that they have to build the stairs. What took you so long??!! No more climbing ladders like a monkey for me.

One of the first thing that Shahreil wanted to do over there was to visit Makam Badang. For those of you who are clueless to as who the hell is Badang, shame on you. Lagenda Melayu pun tak tau. Gendeng punya orang.

And of course, its a must for us to go to Tanjung Ambat to have our coconut drinks by the sea. Well, the first day was spent riding all around the island. Shahreil loved the fact that he could ride without having to wear any helmet. Best kan? Anyway, this time round I had a personal chauffer. No more hopping onto the bikes of different guys. Damn. *ahakz*

Hari Raya Haji this year in Buru was rather disappointing. All due to the neverending downpour. Wasted half our day being stucked at home with nothing to do. But once the skies cleared up, vroooommmmmm... off we went jalan2 raya.

Oh. The not so good part was the state of the road. Lumpur. Lecak. Licin. Seram nak mampos. If I was riding with a Buruan I wouldnt have been so scared. Not that I do not trust Shahreil's riding skills but its just the different road conditions.

Shahreil managed to snap this pic. That's Tok on the right hand side. And nenek, 3rd from the right. Apparently tok's dad was from Buru. Tok however, was born in Singapore. Bila Jepun attack Malaya, tok's dad brought his family back to Buru since it was safer there. Tok got married to nenek who's a Buruan, stayed there for 16 years and came back to Singapore when my mum was born. Gitulah ceritanya. Baru gue tau dong.

The boat we had to take to go back to Balai. I've never fancied taking this boat cos its always FULL of people. We had to STAND in the boat! No sense of passenger safety langsung.

I miss Buru already. I hate the fact that everyone's still there when I had to go home today. When I called Dayat up just now, they were still at the pantai. Kong asam betul! Buat aku jeles aja. Shahreil said that he wouldt want to go Buru again if I'm always moody and depressed when I've to leave Buru. Yeah, we all get very sad when we have to leave that place. When we are on the way to Buru, we practically skipped around, feeling so excited. But when it's time to go back, we dragged our feet, reluctant to leave everything and everyone there.

Sedih tau. Once I reached Singapore and looked at all the cars and tall buildings, it hit me that my life is HERE and LIKE THIS. Not over there. Sad. I want to belong there. I feel like I belong there. Not here.

Whatever it is, I hope Shahreil had as much fun as I did. Its a very special place for me and I wanted to share it with him.

Miss you, Buru.

FAT

I am feeling absolutely FAT.
Blame it on 3 straight days of mencekik muntah kedarah.
Friday night: The bro-in-law treated us to Eatzi where I ate the Mixed Grill even though I told myself I'd just eat salad (yeah right!)
Saturday night: The cousins-in-laws makan-makan at Danga Bay. (who can resist seafood!!)
Sunday: The thank you makan-makan with the Mokhtar clan where we had buffet from Hjh Maimunah.

So, yeah. There you go. I am fat now.

Monday blues

The hubby's back to work today.
After being with him 24/7 for the past 3 weeks, I've got to get used to not having him around to irritate me anymore.
With his constant farting. His wanting to be geli-gelied. His insistence that I go back to sleep when my eyes are already wide open.
*sigh*
I miss him already.

Bulan Madu

Now it's time to see the baby making getaway...

Honeymoon

Wedding Pics

Setelah 3 minggu, akhirnya saya akan meletakkan gambar pernikahan & persandingan saya di sini. Walaupun tidak semua, saya harap tetap enjoy!

Wedding

I've got too many things to say that I always ended up not saying (or in this case, typing) them at all.
I've got too many pictures that I ended up too lazy to upload them at all.

Anyways, people have been asking, "How's married life?"
It's been good. Of course. (Belum sampai 1 bulan beb. Kalau dah tak good then we have a serious problem here!)
Actually, it has been one hell of an emotional roller coaster ride.
I can be so high up there, soaking up the marital bliss and I can be so down there bawling my heart out.
Nope! Before you people start thinking that Shahreil's been abusing me, let me just say that he has been nothing but the sweetest person ever.
It's just the being away from the family part.
See.. even before I put my thoughts into words, there's a huge lump in my heart.
*Sigh*

You see. I miss my family. Everyone at home. Everything I'm used to for the past 27 years of my life.
Things like, eating with my sisters sambil2 gosip.
Mbak yu's breaksfast tea.
Singing dangdut songs at the top of my voice.
Borrow my sisters' stuffs and at the same time get my stuffs borrowed.
Sleeping with Amira & Ikin.
Going around the house half-dressed.
Just lying around on my bed.
Lying beside Mahathir to watch cartoon together.
My room.
My toilet.
Everything.
It's so hard.
Every single time we moved from Tamp to Bukit Batok, I ended up crying in the car.
Why must we grow up so fast?

Other than that, life's been pretty rosy.
Shahreil has been such a sweetheart.
It's nice to have someone to look after you when you are sick and throwing up (food poisoning NOt pregnant!)
To cuddle up to in the middle of the night.
To go home to the same house at the end of the day.
To chat about the future till you both fall asleep.
To clean up the room together.
To take turns to pray.
It's so calm and blissful.

Hey! I should post some pics huh??
Will do that soon enough!
Janji!

I'm going to jump back to bed.
+bye+

In Bali right now. A bit too late to blog about my wedding huh?

What to do. Been super busy.



I have a lot of people to say thanks to.

To my family, of course.

Dad who slept at the void deck since Wednesday night.

Mum who did so much sewing for my bridal room.

My siblings. Ikin the best wedding planner ever! I will be eternally grateful to her. And nope, I'm not going to sponsor you Danny Hanafi when it's your turn!

Diyana who became the toilet control officer. Haha!

Aini, Mimi and Abang for the extra help.



To the Hj Mokhtar & Hajah Saedah's clans.

Pak Long for the yummy food.

Cik Niah for the telurs.

Cik Ina for the gorgeous cake.

And many others who were there days before the wedding.

Especially to my darling cousins who all wore pink (except Luqman who chicken-ed out!)! I love you guys so very much!



To all the Buru-ans who braved the sea and more importantly, the customs!

Zaki from KL, despite his dad's condition.

Those from seberang tambak.



To my darling darling kids from Punggol.

Those who rewang-ed especially.



To Sultanah Bridal who made me look pretty.

To Khai and Slice.

And of course to Danny from Sace's. You made my dream wedding come true!



And lastly, to my husband.

Thank you for loving me.

I'm looking forward to life with you.



Now, let's just enjoy Bali!

And yeah.. I always end up very lonely at night.
And the aimless surfing on internet.

Thanks to my babes at work, I have a gorgeous bling bling bridal shoe.
Love you Babe, Su, Farah n Chui Mei!

And yeah.. now it's confirmed where I got my stubborn genes from.

Things are moving EXTREMELY fast right now.
Went for final fitting yesterday. The mak andam seems nice enough.
Nearly got a heart attack when I saw the tent up!
This seems so to be so REAL!

My hands and feet become very cold everytime I think about it now.
Hahahah..
I'm getting MARRIED!!!!

Oh yeah... Happy 23rd Birthday to my dearest sister, Nurdiyana a.k.a 'D' a.k.a MEL a.k.a Sexbomb! Semoga dipanjangkan umur & dimurahkan rezeki!

NOW I'm starting to feel it..

I had the most wonderful suprise today!

I was going round and round PS with Ikin the whole afternoon looking for stuffs.
Got irritated by her non-stop smsing.. I thought that it was Roydi.
Rupa-rupanya, ada udang di sebalik mi.

We went into Swensens.
And guess who were there?
EVERYONE!
Afiqah, Aini, Mimi, Diyana, Mardhiyah, Nadia, Tiot, Yani, Shasha, Jelita, Suhaila and Wahidah!
Wahhhhhhhhhh....
A suprise party for the bride-to-be!
I was so speechless.. Totally unsangakarable!
Surrounded by my favourite girls! Love you cousinsssssss....

Too sleepy to upload the pics thou! Heheh..
+Nite+

I fell in love with Hang Jebat at the tender age of 8, when I first read the book 'Hang Tuah'.
It was actually the very first non-kiddy book that I read. It was by accident really, as I had nothing to do so I ended up rummaging through my granddad's rather impressive book shelves. Maybe, it was the cheery yellow cover that caught my attention. I flipped through the book, read the first few lines and before I knew it I was so drawn into the story. I remember crying so hard by the time I reached the last page. From that very moment, Hang Jebat became my hero. And I grew up hating Hang Tuah. Everytime someone mentioned Hang Tuah as pahlawan Melayu terbilang, I'd roll my eyes.

Being a Malay Studies student in NUS sort of changed the way that I see things though. I realised that things are not so simple. Its not really black and white. So, I wont go into who's wrong and who's right.

But I always wonder how would things turn out if only Jebat wasn't killed that fateful day? What if Jebat and Tuah had worked together and rule Malacca?

Oh.. if only I have a time-machine.

Everything seems to be getting into place.
My bedroom set is here. (Strong, solid, sexy. Gorgeousness!)
My bridal photos are here too. (Only selected people will get to see them. Others who I foresee will bitch/complain/nag about the amount of flesh I've exposed or the *muahz muahz muaahzz* poses, will never get anywhere near the albums)
The berkats are making its way slowly from over the causeway.

Well, generally happy with the way things are.
But I just wish that the excitement bug hits me and the fiance soon enough.
Are we the only soon-to-be-married couple who are not excited to be married??
Is this normal?
Am I supposed to be worried?

So alone!

So alone in my bed
Alone listening to nightly whispers
Alone in my thoughts
Alone standing in court
Alone I stand and fight
Alone I pray for rainbow lights
Alone in the morning I awake
Alone I celebrate my joys
Alone I cry out my sadness
Alone I voice out my fears
Alone in strength
Alone in wealth
Alone in good health
Alone I try to understand
Alone I seek knowledge
Alone I share what is mine
Alone I try not to be alone
Alone when my time has come, I pass away


Sylvia Chidi

It's getting to be very busy..
Dad woke me up early on Saturday morning, gave me 2 huge luggage bags and asked me to pack up.
Nope. No huge rows with him. Not being 'halau-ed' out of the house. It's just that my new bedroom furniture will be arriving on Tuesday. He wants me to clear my stuffs first. So, Saturday was spent chucking all my books ( I sure have LOTS of books!) into the 2 bags. I nearly teared when I had to throw all my magazines away. Some of which I have kept for more than 10 years. Well, what to do... Anyways, my siblings had a swell time irritating me by saying that dad has kicked me out of the house. Yah yah.. You will all be sad when I really leave the house next month. Tgk jer ah..

Sunday was spent walking arund town buying our hantaran stuffs. It sure was fun having a sugar daddy who kept saying, "You nak..amik jer ah.." If I was selfish enough, I would have wiped out the entire M.A.C shop!

There's so many people that I'd like to thank.
Aqilah for giving us the huge Metro discount.
Is rambut for the topshop suit.
Tok Ne and Cik Niah who came over to rewang2 on Saturday, althou there wasnt anything to do yet.
Mardhiyah and family who came on Sunday.
Nadia, Izzuddin and family who came over on Sunday too and helped with the berkats.
Cik Amat who volunteered to push the wardrobe and dismantle my bed on the same lazy Sunday afternoon.
Once again, I feel so loved.

And thanks to Anang, whom I managed to sneak out with on a very much needed date on Friday evening. Stardust was fabulous!

You should have seen Cik Niah and Tok Ne's reactions when I told them I am moving over to Bukit Batok after marriage.
Obviously, I am so loved. Awww..

Lagu Haru Biru

I love this song. Boleh meleleh air hidung dengar lagu ni. I think everytime I hear this song, I remember citer Seputih Qaseh Ramadhan. But lovely lovely song..

He thinks I didn't try hard enough. Nice.

Update:
Well, here are the things that I did during July-August, according to my blog archives.

a) Practice for Youth Day Performance. Stayed back till 7 pm for 5 days.
b) Mark Prelim Papers for 4NT(23 students), 4NA(23 students), 5NA(14 students).
c) House renovation. True, I wasnt the one doing the hacking and all, but it was a chaotic period at home.
d) ROMM registration
e) Mahathir's and Daddy's birthday celebrations
f) Bridal gown fitting
g) Oral exam (Prepare MY kids for exam, as well as being the invigilator for OTHER kids. 8 days of rushing to another school after work.
h) Mankey's birthday celebration
i) KL trip to purchase wedding stuffs.
j) Mother Tongue Week. i/c of Amaziong Race.
j) Photoshoot

Well, I was shaking my legs through the month of July and August.

I get jittery now and then whenever I think about the wedding.
As in really stop and think about it.
I guess, I'm just too caught up in the preparations that I forget how super important this is.
I am getting married! Married! Me? I do not know whether I should jump up and down in delight or shriek in horror. Hahah..

The getting married to Shahreil part is wonderful.
I mean, I'm really sure that he is THE ONE.
(well, after wasting nearly 9 years, he'd BETTER be THE ONE!)
But I guess, what scares me is the getting used to new things in life.
I hate that part.

Anyways, I didn't know that mom has been sacrificing her lunch hours at work to sew my cadar pengantin. Gosh! I love you mommy.

I am so penat.
This time round, it's not caused by work.
It's caused by 2 short trips to JB.
Not that I'm complaining eh.

Highlights of the trip:

a) FOOD. FOOD. FOOD.
3 days of delicious kampung food! Fabulous! During the school trip to Kampung Sinar Baru on Friday, I got to eat pisang muda masak lemak, sup ayam cendawan, ayam masak rendang(i think), ulam-ulam such ah pucuk ubi, kacang boto, ulam raja dicicah dengan sambal asam/sambal kicap. SYIOKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! And we were treated to cendawan goreng. Ya ampun, sedapnya!
Then on Saturday's trip with the family, we had seafood galore! Tak pernah aku merasa makan ketam and udang sebanyak itu. Almaklum, rumah Kak Lin yang kat Teluk Ramunia ni betol2 depan laut..senang aja nak dapat tu suma. So, we had ketam masak lemak and also Chilli Crab. Sunday, kita rebus udang, cicah ngan sambal asam. Sedap btol ah...
Walaupun saya sebenarnya ni tgh berdiet, tapi kalau masakan kampung, jangan harap dapat ditolak. Bedal jer..

b) Kampung lifestyle.
This is the first time we went to rumah the newly wedded couple at Teluk Ramunia. Jauh jugak beb. Rumah Kak Lin ni so very the big and cosy.. Best btol. Kampung dia pun bersih jer. Tapi duduk lama-lama kat kampung ni terpikiak jugak pasal Buru. Lebih best kot kat Buru, kenal ramai orang, nak pegi mana-mana bebas, taklah terperuk dalam rumah jer kan..

c) Blissful?
Tgk Kak Lin and Abg Khalid made me think, best gak kahwin nie eh. She looked so happy and blissful. Padahal dia lah paling liat nak kahwin dulu.. Hahha..

Klah, nak letak gambar, macam malas pulak.

Sec 1Ts (plus hakim)

2T1 guys
Abang-abang 4NT

'Kita lapar cikgu...'
Makan sampai tak hengat donia
The monkey faces..

The sweet couple: Fadzli & Siti (yg lain nyibuk ah!)

It's otak-otak time..
The 2 clowns of my class: Zahid 'Yg Suci' & Dzul Akhbar
Say cheese..

Budak jakun nampak tangga
Tak pose kat tangga mana sah kan?
Pose lagi satu lah..
My beloved 4NAs (plus Muhaimin from 4NT)

WOW!

What a kecohrable day.

I've got 4 different groups of students who came over to beraya at my house today.

Penat woooooo... But so the meriah!

First up was the 4NT guys: Shukri, Hafiz, Sharin, Khairi and their friend, Farouk.

Next, the 2T1 guys: Syahfarriz, Danial and Taufiq.

Then, the Sec 1Ts guys: Hakim, Iskandar, Amirul, Rasoul and Arif(??)

Lastly, the much awaited group: My beloved 4NAs. Nak kena list ke nama? Ok here goes:

Fauzi, Fauzi's gf(Hana), Khai, Ziela, Fadzli, Siti, Hakim, Idris, Zahid, Dzul, Fandi, Ismaliah, Shakila, Farhana, Ain, Muhaimin, Muhaimin's sedara, I think (Kasmani), Juliana. Hah! I got all their names!

Kecoh! Kecoh! Especially the last group. Siap ada impromptu performance lagik, by the superstars of Punggol, namely Hakim and Fauzi. Tak malu betul korang eh. Tapi sungguh-sungguh menghiburkan. Hope to see you ALL in Sec 5 next year!

I am sick.
This is my sickest year.
I'm always falling sick.
Either the nose.
The throat.
The head.
Macam-macam ah.

Ok, so there's 44 pantang larang for bakal pengantins, like me.
I know cos I just googled it.

One of them is this:

PANTANG: Jangan keluar dengan pasangan selama 40 hari sebelum diijabkabul.
SEBAB PANTANG INI WUJUD:
a) Untuk mengelak berlaku tohmahan masyarakat.
b) Selain itu, ia bertujuan untuk mengawal nafsu.
c) Ia juga untuk menimbulkan perasaan rindu dendam. Perasaan yang timbul akan membuatkan wajah pengantin lebih berseri.

For the record, I'm really a traditional girl at heart, who'd follow things like this. Hell, I've just eaten bunga ros satu kuntum and I intent to do it for 30 days as stated in one of the petua for pengantins. But the pantang about not meeting up is like freakingly torturing me. I don't think its suitable for modern days anyway. An aunt said that I shouldnt be going out, and so does that mean I can not go to work as well? Hah!

The reasons a, b and c is crappy anyway.
A) Crappy cos I've been going out with Shahreil for 8.5 years. If people wanna tohmah us, why take THIS long??
B) If both of us couldnt kawal nafsu, we'd have maybe 7 kids..or at least 1 kid who's 7 years old by now.
C) The third one.. well, it has the opposite effect on me, at least. The more I don't meet him, the more resentful I get and the more fights I feel like picking. I just have a way of channeling my missing-Shahreil feelings the wrong way. Like tonight. So, this pantang might have just ruined my realtionship. WTHell.

Ex-Punggolites. I can still remember all their names! Memory still going strong.
Me and the boys.
They've all grown so pretty...

Me and Hazri.
Me and Khalid.
Me and Reza.

Cikgu nak kahwin ngan saya?
The 'Brothers' bebudak 4NT
Smile, ladies..

Arsyad and Hafiz..
Helmi n Khalid
The boys..

My house was serbu-ed on Saturday night by ex-Punggolites.

Wow! Suma dah tinggi2 menggalah.

But still as cheeky.

Kecoh jap rumah aku.