tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87913415364865936032024-03-06T04:51:59.024+08:00still chocolate dipped!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1309125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-33104765844753731272023-11-22T20:59:00.003+08:002023-11-23T19:08:19.130+08:00contextAssessment period is here! And that means it's time for us to write, write and write some more! Transitioning from a career woman to a student again has been okay for me so far and I guess it's partly due to the "soft landing" I've had in the past 2 years (more on that later in a much longer post, I suppose).I have always looked forward to becoming a student again. After all, I was (back in Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-38252246136478098092023-11-08T21:28:00.003+08:002023-11-08T21:32:14.015+08:00these thoughts won't won't fit on my IG postThis is going to take more than 140 words. Because frankly I can't really find the words to describe how I feel.Because really, it's all feeling so very surreal, even though it's been almost 2 months now since we arrived and settled in.xHello there from the UK. Yes, I am in the UK. In fact, we are all in the UK. We, being the #clingyclan. We've had this planned for about 2 years now andUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-42433644465800710162023-09-01T16:40:00.001+08:002023-09-01T16:40:16.065+08:00We're totally feeling September"But I can see us lost in a memoryAugust slipped away into a moment of time..."-Taylor SwiftToday is the first day of September and after all that we've been through, and despite all the uncertainties ahead, I am totally feeling September.So many things have happened this year, and so many times, I just wanted to throw in the towel and give up on this journey, but didn't. And although no one Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-77747239666232853282023-05-23T16:54:00.001+08:002023-05-23T16:54:20.434+08:00Taking #traveloghajikarimahanisa HereZulkaedah is here! And Hajj season is back again. It really warms my heart to see the first of our jemaah safely landed and happy in Madinah because it totally brings me back to our experience there, which was just exceptionally amazing! Since my last post, I haven't really updated on anything with regards to our Hajj, not even on IG, where I started #traveloghajikarimhanisa. Because somehowUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-16744737616613607492023-01-03T17:37:00.004+08:002023-01-03T17:37:57.509+08:003 January 20233/365.Has it really been that long since I last updated this space? Yes, it has. Truth is, there are so many unpublished posts in my tray, but I somehow never found the motivation or need to post them. And it's not that I'm silent just in this space here, I can't be found updating much anywhere else either. Over the years, I've discovered that keeping most of my life under Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-17610507017647974132021-07-28T16:38:00.004+08:002021-07-28T16:43:21.567+08:00blessings for the introverted soul and a little about loving yourself. I see alot of people doing their own version of #lockdownchallenge and it's rather entertaining to see how people are trying their best to cope and make things interesting in these trying times. And though I haven't joined in any of these challenges myself, I too cope with being cooped up in my own way. By nature, I am (mostly) an introvert, so spending too much time with others (even familyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-5052159609269748102021-07-27T17:30:00.000+08:002021-07-28T11:11:02.854+08:00you're simply the bestI had quite a productive morning today and now that my batteries are running a little bit low, I decided that I deserve a break.I'm thinking of whether or not I should get some coffee, but considering that it might only arrive in 30 minutes at least, I'm contemplating against it. But then again, you know how sometimes you can just taste that something something that you've been craving for as if Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-71847627545166503662021-07-26T17:44:00.001+08:002021-07-26T17:44:11.264+08:00things I need to be okay with.On all the social media platforms in which I have an account, I see too much of everything -- too much negativity, too much positivity, too much hatred, too much love. Just way too much of everything that I don't really want to know ---- which makes me (unnecessarily) annoyed, especially knowing that the authors of the negative, positive, hate and love posts didn't direct any of their posts Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-44012513551009814602021-06-23T13:19:00.005+08:002021-06-24T08:02:06.157+08:00Eight Weeks InI constantly remind myself that it is okay, that I will be okay , that it has ONLY been 8 weeks. I have ONLY been here, for 8 weeks -- hence, I need to give myself a break.I need to learn to forgive my own shortcomings -- for not having the "right" sources and resources (for now at least) because my 8 weeks here can never match my 13 years of sources and resources in my previous work place Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-44400017674348957442021-01-30T18:15:00.006+08:002021-01-30T18:35:47.047+08:00living with YOUMy thoughts as I drove to work today - is on how I am to adapt to living with this pandemic. Because clearly, it looks like it's here to stay.I'll be honest that at this point, I have given up on all my 2020 plans. I have finally come to terms with the fact that my 2020 did not turn out the way I thought it would be. And that it never will.Although I didn't exactly have any grand plans for Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-82958267523950120932020-05-18T12:43:00.001+08:002020-05-18T12:43:48.501+08:00tell me, will you stay. or will you run away?
This MCO has brought out the best, and worst in all of us.
It has shown us true colours - that of others', and of our own.
It has seen some being frustrated by unmet expectations; some of which were unrealistic to begin with.
It has also seen those unable to meet those (unrealistic) expectations beat themselves up for their failure to live up.
This is a hard time for alot of us, evenUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-32032553747068210342020-04-24T15:05:00.001+08:002020-04-24T15:12:31.644+08:00welcome, Ramadan
I make a point to not lose count of how many days we've been at home under the MCO... so, yes, hello there #day38.
What makes #day38 so special is that it also happens to be #day1 of Ramadan, my most favourite time of the year!
Now that the kids are a little older, and #no1 has started fasting (since 2 years back), I find that Ramadan carries with it a whole new vibe, and it has of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-28846757934112069602020-04-09T16:06:00.000+08:002020-04-09T16:06:11.804+08:00#day23
It's #day23 of the MCO.
How's everyone doing?
We're doing okay. With erratic bursts of emotions from the kids, and I. And occasionally the dad, I guess that's to be expected.
The number of #covid19 infections continue to be rather erratic, and judging by how erratic they are, I think that maybe we'll be stuck at home a little while longer than the 14th of April.
We're Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-37856839926854211482020-03-31T17:26:00.002+08:002020-03-31T17:34:08.425+08:00Day 14 of MCO
Malaysia is currently under partial lockdown, and it's Day 14.
While others are complaining about not going out, and mind you, I'm beginning to feel antsy about this whole thing too, I am first and foremost grateful - grateful that I am home with those who matter most to me.
Of course, I'd very much like if both our families were nearer, so that we could look out for each other, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-84050320780793842352020-02-12T17:54:00.002+08:002020-02-12T17:54:53.489+08:00today I turn 35
... and I figured that today would be a good time to post something.
*blows dust*
Assalamualaikum dunia. It has been a while, hasn't it?
2020 - the year we have all been waiting for. To be honest, the only thing I remember from when Wawasan 2020 was launched was me calculating the age I'd be at when 2020 finally comes.
Now that 2020 is here, I find myself questioning my Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-71874698647231488122019-06-19T12:06:00.003+08:002019-06-19T12:06:39.555+08:00Happy Humpday
Throughout the whole journey to work today, I vowed to make today a better day.
So, the moment I arrived at my work station, I slapped on some lipstick just so I look a little better. And I decided -- that this little space of mine deserves some TLC -- and today, I decided that I deserve this *teenytiny* short break because it has been a rather long month or two or three (hehe) for me.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-10436736262361120722019-02-19T17:54:00.000+08:002019-05-10T07:55:00.053+08:002018 - the year of (intense) personal growth.
It does seem a little late for a 2018 recap, don't you think?
But considering what a nice date today is, I figured that it would be a good time to restart blogging (even if with just one post hehe). Because to be really honest, I have missed blogging so very badly.
Months have passed since my last post and to be honest, it was right after that post that the doors of countless opportunities Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-29526613359083720072018-09-28T11:19:00.000+08:002018-09-28T15:48:06.304+08:00100 days til the end of the year... and this seemed apt -
"When it's your turn, it doesn't matter if you're at the back of the line. God will move you to the front.".
Because the truth is that Allah is the only branch, which you hold on to, that will never break.
And when you take care of the things you NEED to take care of lillahita'ala, everything else will fall into place. You just have to TRUST that some things are Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-61238714562916800772018-03-14T00:02:00.000+08:002018-03-14T00:03:44.800+08:00March(ing) On.
Fabulous February done and dusted and it was indeed 28 of the happiest (albeit busiest!) days I've had so far.
I say busiest because apart from the happy days, I literally worked and worked and worked for all 20 working days, never leaving the office any earlier than 6.00 p.m. and even continued working on some weekends. I can't even explain how exhausting it got on some days but... it Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-14137192355259052572018-02-14T16:00:00.000+08:002018-02-16T16:03:32.934+08:00ticking boxes off my grateful list.
14/28
I turned 33 on 12/28 and I'm feeling absolutely amazing!
It all began with an amazing reunion weekend with the the TKC9802 girls and the spill over of good vibes made its way all the way to Monday, which was my birthday.
My husband, being the awesome person that he is, did not think that going to IKEA was a good idea. After all, he did take leave specifically to celebrate myUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-51446124280669724832018-02-02T17:05:00.000+08:002018-02-02T17:05:39.148+08:0033/365
33/365.
Despite how down-ish I felt after I came back from our Perth trip, I survived January! *throws confetti*
Now that February (my favourite month!) is here and I'm only 10 days shy from turning 33, naturally, my better half has started asking me what I'd like as a present this year. He tells me that I look like a girl who's got everything (that she needs). So, he can't think about Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-912853800482379282018-01-25T11:28:00.001+08:002018-01-25T11:28:52.849+08:00we're off to a good start (hopefully)
25/365.
It's already 25 days into 2018... but I still hope that it isn't too late to wish everyone a very Happy New Year!
If you've been following this space, you'd know that I have, for a while now, been anticipating a little something something and yes, if you haven't already guessed it, that little something something has been keeping me away from updating this space.
So, what Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-6713065827480538342017-12-28T15:00:00.001+08:002017-12-28T15:00:36.218+08:00on the receiving end of rebellion
Mid-2018 will mark my 10th year in Service.
And my oh my, what a long way I have come from that innocent young officer who once walked through the doors on my first day of work.
I admit that I wasn't the instant favourite. In fact, since I did pretty well in University, I kind of felt entitled -- like I wasn't supposed to be tasked with the "menial" tasks which I was tasked with; Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-6706361697980309362017-12-26T17:36:00.000+08:002017-12-26T17:39:13.730+08:00best decision ever.
Though I've gained a whole lot from motherhood (weight one of it, BAHAHAHAHA), there is one sure thing that I've inadvertently lost, which is my spontaneity.
I admit that I miss that part of me (sometimes), but most times, I'm more than happy to have the kids as the penultimate consideration in everything I do. They've become my check and balance of some sort and frankly I like it that way.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791341536486593603.post-87697085099225551052017-12-13T17:37:00.000+08:002017-12-13T17:39:27.055+08:00let me photograph you in this light.
“But when she is gone, those photos won’t show your children the women
who was behind the camera. Take the photo. Messy hair, no make up or a
dirty old t-shirt won’t matter to your children when she is gone
someday.”
...
And just like that, it struck a cord and hit right home.
Not sure how other phones work, but the iPhone has a face recognition function and groups people Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0