Look at what I found.. Look at the year..

WRITE A LETTER TO YOUR OLD FRIEND TELLING HIM ABOUT YOUR CLASSMATE NAMED MOHD HISYAM

So i did write it and give it to him..
here goes

26 March 2006

1330

Nisah’s room

Dear Nana,

I think I already told you bout Hisyam. Remember? Well, here is a narrative about him. Why am I telling you this? I am not quite sure. But what I am certain of, as my bestfriend, I want you to know this guy like I know him.

He used to be my tablemate. You know that right? Basically, you know him from all the stories I have told you before. Anyway, despite his nice and goodie-goodie look, he is quite POYO. I don’t know what word can describe him best. He is one of a kind.

Born in Petaling Jaya and once lived in Setiawangsa, the last time he watched movie in a cinema was so long ago until he watched with me A Shaggy Dog. Yes, no 18sx scene. hahaha. What a relief! I mean can you imagine a city boy who never enjoyed city life? I am a different case since I’m living in boarding school.

Well, you might say he got pure heart and yada yada. This guy enjoys punk, ska and I don’t know what kind of music. Surely not my type of music la since you know how I am crazy about Alanis n pink n Ashanti.

What you should know bout dis male creature is, everyone thinks he is a nice, polite and innocent. All my classmates and my lecturers think so. Not that I’m saying I know him better than anyone else. It just that sitting beside him, make him open up his true colours which is full with kePOYOan. Hahaha. This guy is never mad at anything. So when he is not in the mood, I can easily sense it.

Have I mention that he is the last from his siblings. And he is a lot lot lot lot younger than any of them. Making him very very very close with his parents especially his mother. Yeah, I know what you gonna say, “a mommy’s boys is a tough case”. But he didn’t show his mommy’s boy attitude much. For all I care!

One thing I like about him is his brain. Man, that brain is created for grammar. If he ever read this letter and checking my grammar I know I’m gonna get lots of red pens. I am never good at grammar. Especially with tenses. For all I know, he might even laugh knowing I wrote bout him to you, my best friend. and he is always prepared for impromptu speaking and he is good at giving presentation.

Owh, I must tell you about his long tummy. Gosh, how I envy that tummy. He can eat what he likes as much as he likes and sleep all day and still be hungry without getting BUNCIT. I mean, he sleeps and he eats n he is not buncit and he got great brain. This is a remarkable discovery!

Once, I asked him, “are you a pre-mature baby?” he said no. he mentioned his best friend Dyau is one. And he asked why. And I told him. Remember kak Aizan or not? Yeah!

What I like best is he writes songs. Even though I didn’t really understand the theme of the song, he wrote them. Nice enough. Score one! And he plays guitar. You know how I like boys with instrument. Score two!

He is sorta a surau guy. What do I mean by sorta.. he goes to the surau, not frequent but a lot lot lot better than me. Well, the fact that both his roommates are very alim, has connection on this matter. And yes, he stopped wearing shorts and he wears kain pelikat instead. He is a ketua usrah n dakwah for the surau. I know you would go, “Dzeti, what had got into you? Usrah n dakwah is not in your dictionary!” Exactly! People say different attract. OPPPSSS!! What do I mean by different attract? Well, you know me better to judge me.

Neway, do write back! Reply is a must! Love you lots.

Lots of love,

(dzeti alfina)

p/s: how lame i was~

Soon, Sooner, Soonest

One of my bestest friend is getting married soon. One will pop out her second child sooner.

Happy news everywhere.





Now, let's all pray that my transfer to KL / Seremban is granted this time. Soonest.

great friend

Me. Being lazy. At home. Like the usual.

Texted Bayah.

Admitted to her of being super lazy. Guilty. Still on the bed.

HR. At school. Changing the world. One student at a time.

Bayah said. Do the chores if HR is at home. Only then.

hashtagtunjukrajin
hashtagisterimithali
hashtaghandbagbaru

#sugarscarf

Selamat Hari Raya.

Maaf Zahir Batin.

I went the extra mile with my scarf this year. I wore shawl, people. I hated shawls. Instant one. Wide one. But, I challenged myself this time.

I thought it went quite well, despite whatever. But, I had less confidence and I kept twitching and checking the mirror. I don't like that. 

For me, its all about comfort. 

Ariani it is!!

p/s: I once had a friend told me this, "Aku ingatkan ko memang nak pakai tudung gaya tu," when I asked her why didn't she once told me my Ariani was senget-benget-like-mak-nenek the whole two hours we were in the mall.

She is my friend. She is not single.

I have this one close friend in school. We hang out sometimes.

So this one time, we went out, shopping. School stuff of course.

We talked. We gossiped. We shopped, of course.

For more than 2 hours.

Suddenly I saw myself in the mirror.

I looked like hell. Like a person who just woke up and went shopping. With the senget tudung and what not.

I asked her.
Why? Why? Why didn't you tell me?

She simply said, "Oh, aku ingatkan itu memang style ko!"

Ouch!

You know she is more than a colleague when she said that. And when she just laugh along when I said, "Siot ko, Tasha!!"

Penang Escapade

As one of my closest friends was getting hitched, me and HR drove all the way to Penang. It was one of our short getaway as a couple as well.

As we drove by the Penang town, we saw a herd of huge cows hanging by road. Totally chilling nearby a small field and an automatic car wash shop. 

I said to HR, maybe they were waiting for their turn to wash themselves at the shop. Which we laughed it off.

On serious note, I asked HR where's the owner? Aren't they a bit curious or worried? Like totally town area.

HR joked, the owner was living in one of the condos nearby. Watching from windows afar. Come sunset he will ring the bell and the herd of cows will return to the condos.

Life.

Just chilling by the road, bro!

Candy Crush Saga

I once wrote in my Twitterville,

"Our friendship is measured by the speed of you granting me a ticket in candy crush saga."

I am funny like that.

I stopped playing the game now. I have accepted the fact I ain't winning. Blergh~

Fatin's Baby Shower

As most of you know, the other day I threw the most awesome baby shower. Me and Bayah co-host the shower for our dearest friend, Fatin. It was magical and so much fun.

We had so much food and laughter.

We had games and races.

There's one game which I awesomely named it, Celebrity Mommies but it is just actually Who am I? game that begins with me secretly paste a name on their back and they had to guess who they are at the end of the party. With others giving clues of course.

So, I was the beautiful Gwynelth Paltrow and it was very hard for me to guess because I went blank. 

Anyway, at one point, my friend was being named Gwen Stefani and I tried to confidently volunteered sing one of her songs, "Cool". And being tone deaf, everyone goes like, 'Huh? The Hell?'

It was not my proud moment.

Sigh~

Ribs, ribs, ribs...

You know you got awesome friends when they are willing to go back and forth with your birthday present from last year. I hope there'll more this year. *wink*wink*

And they are willing to spend money and time and you. Even on short holiday. 

I am so lucky and blessed. 

Above all, it is not about the present and money, it is about the care and the love. The sharing of worries and happiness. The cheeky banter and the sarcastic remarks that we throw at each other.  The constant reminder of what we mean to each other.

I miss all that and more.

Post Twillight

HR knows how obsessed i am with Jacob Black.

And Stephanie Meyer.

So he agreed to me watching The Host the other night. He really agreed when I mentioned Bayah was coming over too.

He just gonna let me go gugugaga over whoever the hero this time with Bayah. (It's Ian, btw).

After the movie, (which I'm gonna review later (like whenever)), I said to HR, it should be cool if we name our future kids English name, like Jacob, of course.

He didn't completely disagree, but he does prefer Malay-er name. Like Yaacob Hitam.

Like what?

Yaacob Hitam.

Like no!

Of Bayah's wedding gift

So me and Ten were whatsapping about it.

We both know Bayah is very keen on Fusball table. But a good sturdy awesome one could never be bought by a teacher's salary.

So she suggest a smaller one. She said it can be played by two players.

I facepalmed. Virtually.

I told her the cold hard truth, even the big good sturdy one can be played by two players only.

p/s: with combined teachers' salary, we managed to buy Bayah an awesome one! Which I know she enjoys~

The long awaited holiday

During this school holiday, I think I have manage to meet all the important people in my life. Except a few. Just wait because you are all in the list. It just that I have to be in lots of places. So, your time will come. 

I had finally catch up with Nana and Roja. It was due. So, what we did was find a place to munch and talk. Like really talk. We didn't even finish the yummy cheesy pizza. Just  talk. I miss so much news about them that it hurts.  You get the idea. 

I went to Baah's big night and day. She looked gorgeous in white and pink dress. I got to catch up with Izzah, but not too long. I didn't really got a chance to have heart to heart. Or share stories. Lols. 

Of course, I met Mard and K.A and Bayah. It was nice reminiscing about the younger time. Then again, I met Bayah too often already.

I also spent quality time with my mama. In faraway land. Shopping. Awesome, I tell you~

Now, there are a few more on my list~

HR just gotta keep up with me.

Moving forward

I totally notice that most of my ramblings are revolving around me, HR and married life. That's like my current happiness.

So far, that's life for me. Also, girls day(s) out. And, teaching.

Nowadays, I find teaching and lesson planning to be a dread. Might be because the students which are totally different from my GM bunch. Or the environment which is so exam-oriented. Or maybe the fact that I spend at least 8 of my waking hours in school alone, making me refuse to think about school outside of it. 

Or maybe I don't have my side-kick Felicia with me whom I can depend on most of the time and whom I can plan awesome activities with. Or maybe my English Panel used to be more happening than current one.

It also got to do with missing my GM clan - Saqinah, K.Ay, Syaz and Aiman.Planning events which mostly revolved around eating and dieting. Sometimes at the same time. =)

While I love my current life, I do miss the old one~

 

Wordless Wednesday

Peach and Pure

How does it feels?

Moving to a new school?

It sucks.

I have to start all over again. To be the new kid again. To be the goodie-goodie teacher who accepts, never complains, always follows and never rebels.

To start a new routine with new kids.

To make new friends, to establish positive rapport, to adapt to new environment.

I miss my kids, my collegues, my friends, my-cool-never -bothered admin, my 1.20pm punch out time.

But I have the chance to start over. Fresh. Meet new faces. Enlighten new youngsters. Challenge new tasks. Accept possibilities. Learn more knowledge. Gain new experience along the way.

Be with my other half, HR..

Things I couldn't do after I'm married #2

2. Having Girls Night In or Out.

Or Girls Day Out.

I think so. 

But HR isn't that kinda guy. I don't think he would mind if I'm out and about with my girls. Because I know I wouldn't mind letting him loose once awhile. I know for sure, he would want to go jamming with his boys and hang out with them till late.

But truth is, if let say I am no longer active in hanging out with my girls, I will be okay. I have live it all. I have no regrets at all. I have spent best nites with all of my girls.

Like the very exclusive Girls Soiree Party last March. Me and the girls had so much fun. Games, gossips, giggling, good food, great company and as always sharing time. I'm so lucky to have all the girls esp Ten for managing/directing it all. One of the days that I would never ever forget. Truly cherish.

With my GM clan. Our short rendezvous to Ipoh. Our nyte talk. Our spooning session. Eating moment. Our karaoke and humming drive. It will be the sweetest memory ever. It will never be the same again after this. 

With my other bffs. We had our time. Since young. I don't really need to list down all our silly and incredible activities throughout our childhood and teen years. All the boys, the drama, the outings, the heartache. It will never be forgotten.

Oh man!

bff

It is just awesome having bestfriends that you have never seen or talked to for ages and still can snap back to chit-chatting without any awkwardness.

So awesome. 

Something that I learned..

..from the Drama Queen herself, Miss SaQinah..




                her hotness can iron the wrinkled shirt that is on her. 


Yes, she is that hot.

Happy Birthday, Nana!!!!!!!

Dearest Nana,

So much love for you.

Good luck for your future big day. Sorry I couldn't make it.

Wishing you all the best for your future undertaking!

Dzeti

I know I choose right

Me : I want you to be my pengapit, my maid of honour.

She : Woweee... It'd be my honour.

Me : But, I shall remind you it is a hard work. LOL

She :What work? Its just making you look pretty all the time kan? That's easy because you are already pretttyyyyyyy.