tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56676475534144577822024-03-14T02:33:23.012-07:00Gibberish of an Insane PersonA collection of my stories, thoughts, standpoints, perceptions, experiences, pictures and favourite things.Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.comBlogger167125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-27888083734763020762015-03-10T21:54:00.000-07:002015-03-10T21:54:44.107-07:00I Don't KnowI don't even know if I am faking everything.<br />
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Sometimes I feel like I pretended to be happy,<br />
I pretended to laugh at jokes,<br />
I pretended to look at things only at their positive sides<br />
I pretended to seem optimistic, humorous & understanding at all times<br />
Sometimes I feel like I had done so much on motivational words for my friends. I don't even know myself anymore. What was I so positive about when I am the one who is losing the battle? Its like telling them to climb the mountain because it will be all worth it in the end while you're still down there staring at the peak of the mountain not knowing where & how to start.<br />
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I guess I was really faking.<br />
I don't know.<br />
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I avoid that "susah hati" countenance when I am around my parents.<br />
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Was I pretending?<br />
I don't know.<br />
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Can people fake happiness though?<br />
I don't know.<br />
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But feelings cannot be faked kan.....<br />
I don't know.<br />
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But afterall, there really isn't anything to be unhappy about.<br />
I have almost everything any daughter would ever want in her life.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Picnic di pagi hari mengadap bunga hihi so sweet</td></tr>
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I have an annoying but awesome Ayah. I meant it...Ayah is soo annoying. Dah tua2 pun he still mengamuk about tedious things and I swear to god they are so damn boring to listen to. He would nag for 3malam 3hari about the same damn thing. Holy crap. I am a 24/7 daughter and you know how that feels like? hella its a heaven. I could never imagine a home without Ayah.<br />
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And I'd like to wish selamat hari wanita to all the women who ever existed in my life and a special thanks to my one and only Mak. You are another cause of annoyance in this house hahaha just like ayah but tell me what is HOME without you two? You both are my sweethearts.<br />
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Talk about international women's day reminds me of one unforgettable memory during my senior year in high school. My physical education teacher made us dance in the middle of the gym in front of the whole school. We were seniors so she thought it would be a big contribution to the school and people would love to watch us dance. Plus, its our last year so why not be part of it for one last time. We honestly thought it was a total embarrassment and tried to came up with stupid plans to escape but none worked out haha. Most of us had tests/presentations and all sorts so it was almost impossible to skip school that day. But guess what....it turns out to be FUN! It was kind of stupid I wish I had a topeng or something to cover my face so people wouldn't noticed but couldn't help it. Semua cikgu, juniors, freshmen, budak2 sekolah rendah and even kindergarten came to watch. It wasn't just US in the middle of the gym, there were many other students representing their grades dancing tapi according to choreography masing2. It wasn't formally done, I guess it was more like a flashmob. That was one really unforgettable experience that would never failed to make me smile whenever I think about it....I wonder if anyone recorded the moment....I even forgot the song already.....I should have kept it.*sigh*<br />
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I wish time would stop a moment. So I'd have the time to think peacefully and without worrying that time always runs out.<br />
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Despite the fake-ness all these while, it all comes back to the Almighty.<br />
What is there to worry about when you have Allah....<br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17.9400005340576px;"> “Berdoalah kepada-Ku, Aku (Allah) akan memperkenankan doa permohonan kamu…” (Surah al-Ghafir, ayat 60)</span><br />
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I know that we can't have all that we desire, but Allah will give us all that we deserve cause he is the best of all planner. Always wanna keep that in mind.<br />
<br />Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-1565771568942008412014-10-31T02:38:00.000-07:002014-10-31T03:06:18.275-07:00My daily routine while Mak was away at kampung I always wanted to update, always wanna! Akhirnya berkesempatan juga aku nak menghupdate lepas kepulangan Mak ke rumah lewat petang semalam.<br />
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Mak has been away for about a week. Plan asalnya nak balik hari Ahad selepas 3hari di Bandar Baharu haritu. Tapi oleh kerana keadaan tak mengizinkan, Mak terpaksa menangguhkan pemulangannya ke pangkuan suami dan anak2 tercinta untuk menjaga Makcik Zauyah di kampung halaman. She might be going again to Bandar Baharu this Sunday though as Ayah convinced. He thought it would be much of a help to Tok(My Grandma) and he said we would be okay here. Konon lah kan.<br />
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I start my day as early as 6.45pagi. Lepas segar2kan diri terus ambil penyapu dan sapu ruang atas. Tak banyak sangat pun dalam 10-15mins dah boleh settle sebenarnya cuma aku ni seorang yang teliti sikit so it takes a little longer. Sapu hari-hari pun mesti ada habuk sebab rumah ni memang sentiasa terbukak&terpelahang(hahaha ayah style) for ventilation. Udara keluar masuk jadi banyak lah habuk. Dah la banyak tingkap.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our tiny-miny mini library</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruang melepak dan bersantai kami adik-beradik</td></tr>
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Opposite to the mini library, ada 3buah bilik. Bilik abang, yal dan ifwat. Kadang2 kalau rajin je aku buat servis housekeeping. Servis free doh berbaloi ke nak buat hari2? Dah la time consuming. Bilik semak dan lelaki memang tak boleh dipisahkan. Bau apatah lagi. Astaga. Speechless menengok bilik depa nih sakit jiwa. Mana taknya, ayah kalau datang visit ruang atas boleh terus naik angin bila bukak pintu bilik diorang. Ahahahahh. Seterusnya ialah usaha menyapu dan mengemas bilik kesayangan. Bilik pun kecik aje tak banyak barang so it doesnt take long to kemas and sapu. I love my room so so soo soooooooo much!!! I would never asked for more. Syukur2.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My tiny pinky bedroom</td></tr>
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Sambil2 kemas bilik, Kakak and I akan sama2 usaha kejutkan Muhammad Imtiyaz. Kitorang konpius sebenarnya dia ni Nur Insyirah atau Muhammad Imtiyaz. Tidur, lepak dan mandi semua kat bilik kitorang yang perempuan ni. Alasan dia bilik kitorang besar. Iyekan je la. Apa susah sangat nak mengaku sayang kakak2 lebih hehehe. *perasan* Aku mandi&siapkan dia seperti menatang minyak yang penuh, haha ape kene mengena entah. Rasa kesian sangat tengok dia tanpa Mak. So I as a sister tried hard to curah sepenuh kasih sayang while mom was away. I gave him all my love sampaikan kari roti canai tumpah atas iPad pun aku tak marah langsung. Boleh imagine tak betapa penyabarnya aku membela si kecik ni sepanjang ketiadaan mak. Dia nak apa semua bagi. He is such a sensitip boy. Nampak je macam tak kesah dengan keadaan sekeliling, padahal he cares most. Hari pertama&kedua, dia merungut mengamuk juga balik sekolah tengok mak takde. Hari ke-3,ke-4 dan seterusnya dia dah tak sebut langsung dah. Kalau tanya rindu mak ke tak dia jawab sepatah je. Macam tu perangai sensitip dan merajuk dia.<br />
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Sepanjang pemergian Mak ni, Imtiyaz sangat2 comel. Comel sangat I kenot lahhhh. He was in his exam week and always look forward to do revision when he got home after school which I find really really cute. Bagus adik kakira ni rajin belajar. Semoga terus rajin dan sukses ye sayang omey kakira.<br />
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Gambar di atas ni dia siap awal and sempat lagi study for his exams. Hari sebelum tu dia sound aku hantar lambat sebab cikgu warning hari periksa jangan datang lambat. Padahal dia yang sengaja lambat. Dah nak keluar pintu rumah, boleh pulak sakit perut. Subahanallah sabar je la. Imtiyaz ni rajin sangat macam calon SPM pulak dah lagak dia study. I rempitz hantar dia ke sekolah and he always wanted me to hantar&ambil dia from school. Dia taknak abang yal ambil sebab bawak laju. Yal ni memang satu rumah dah complain dengan speed memandu dia yang tak boleh belah and tak sayang nyawa. Semoga Allah beri yal taufik dan hidayah untuk sayang nyawa sendiri.<br />
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Alkisah ruang bawah pula. Lapang sangat kalau menyapu tu memang sampai tahap menitis peluh gegirl aku. kuikuikui. Lepas balik hantar Imtiyaz, sediakan breakfast untuk ayah atas meja. Letak je roti, butter, jem dan kaya. At least prepare something atas meja. Nanti ayah balik dari jogging baru rebuskan telur setengah masak. Lepas jogging ayah akan cabut rumput dulu kat luar. Around 9 baru duduk di meja makan dengan iPad dia sambil breakfast. Sambil tu aku menyapu&mengemas apa yang patut.<br />
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I am always impressed with ayah's healthy lifestyle. He is always a role model to all of us in the family. Kadang2 rasa susah juga bila Mak takde kan sebab bigboss ni semuanya nak properly prepared. Kalau lunch meal kena ada sayur. Maksudnya besides main menu kena ada sayur. Kalau nak ikut cara pemakanan, memang healthy lah kan that way sebab balance ada semua stages of nutrisi makanan. Tapi kalau tinggal kitorang adik beradik je memang tak kesah. Satu lauk je pun dah cukup(senang, simple) Also, ayah ni style semua kena hidangkan(nicely,properly) untuk dia. He would appreciate it if we put all the effort with plating and present everything nicely. I think im cool and good with that so I dont really mind. Ahahahah poyo sangat puii.<br />
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Aside of all his cerewet-ness, sebenarnya mudah jugak nak jaga ayah ni because he is a really good time manager and that what makes it becomes easy for me to prepare anything. Takpe, ayah memang taktahu buat apa2 kat dapur tu. Peti ais pun dia tak pernah bukak. Time makan, dia akan datang basuh tangan dan terus duduk je. Thats my ayah. Malangnya ada juga perangai tu turun kat anak2 lelaki dia. Aduh malang malang. Korang bajet raja macam ayah pula kan. Cermin diri sikit. Ayah ni time breakfast, time lunch, time hi-tea, time dinner semua tetap setiap hari that makes it easy. Dia takde tiba2 rasa lapar nak makan ni mintak air ni mintak makan tu pada waktu2 yang tak sesuai. Memang takde langsung perangai tiba2 lapar ikut nafsu serakah makan macam kitorang. Very disciplined and punctual. I adore him. Tapi harus ada something lah sebab kalau idok membebel lah dia waktu tazkirah nanti. Such "ayah respect masa korang, kenapa korang tak boleh respect masa ayah?........blablabla"<br />
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Lepas settle bawah, breakfast ayah dan sidai kain, Im off upstairs again to water the plants. Wuuu something I always look forward to. Excited sangat nak siram pokok sebab nampak outcome from it. Pokok bunga ira dan kakak sangat cantikss.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pintu bilik Kakak and I ada access to this beauty balcony</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Favorite flowers out of the many, bunga ros jepun</td></tr>
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Semangat Jepun kami tak habis lagi. Kalau boleh semua benda nak kena ada element jepun. We miss Japan so badly so we wanted to make everything worth reminding us of Japan. Sambil siram, boleh la usya2 anak teruna pakcik rumah depan. Bukan dia usya aku, aku usya dia k. Ambil masa juga ni nak membelai&menyiram pokok. I am very detailed when working sebab I want the outcome to be perfect. Worth all the time and effort.<br />
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Then baru I get to mandi dan bersihkan diri(The best part of all). Lepastu pergi ambil Imtiyaz pulak. Atau kalau dah malas or terlewat sikit hentak2 ketuk2 bilik Yal puas2 suruh dia bangun ambik Imtiyaz from school. Makan tengah hari kadang2 masak kadang beli. Kalau nampak macam intense cara aku menyapu and busy semacam pagi tu ayah akan suruh yal beli je lauk. And most of the days ayah suruh beli kesiankan anak dara dia ni. Kesian apa lah sangat kan bukannya ayah suruh I panjat pokok kelapa.Tapi ada beberapa hari I offered to cook sebab muak pula nanti kalau asyik beli. Masak simple and easy dishes je. Dari pukul 12 to 2.30 memang peak hours. Sangat busy dekat dapur. Selalunya by 3o'clock dah boleh melepak sambil membahagiakan diri dekat bilik and say "I made it"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look into his eyes....I cant.....</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love you bebi boi</td></tr>
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Lepas lunch kena mandikan dan siapkan bebiboi untuk pegi mengaji. Lepastu baru kakira boleh beraktiviti bebas. Catch up with studies or window shopping in instagram. Atau menghabiskan masa dengan adikku yang tercinta. Heheh. Movie time ke and anything I wanna do. I signed up for SAT(an american test) saja nak mengisi masa lapang. Ehehhh. Cehhhh. Yeke? Entah. Ke amerika ke kita. hahaha. In your dreams ira. So I have to fill in my bajet-busy-daily-routine to somehow study. I have to study everyday and fokus k ira!. Thank you Ayah sudi bayarkan the exam fee untuk ira. You never gave up to educate me walaupun ira selalu fail in life. *cries* Macam mana nak balas jasa Mak dan Ayah ni. I hope my life ends up good(sederhana) so I can balas jasa Mak Ayah in the future. We all have our goals in life kan. I really-really wanna make time for my parents when they need me, just like how they make time for me when I need them around.<br />
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Around 4.30 I need to get up again and prepare a hi-tea for Ayah. He will have his minum petang lepas balik dari surau for asar nanti. Kalau rajin I'll bake something for him. Kan banyak dekat youtube you can just be creative and have fun in the kitchen. Tak sedap takpe, just show that you put a little effort to please your ayah's tummy. Lepastu aktiviti bebas lagii........<br />
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Kakak will be home from work at around 5.30, time tu aktif la kami berdua bergosip kat dapur. Sambil tu juga kami akan fikir nak masak apa untuk makan malam. Susah2 sangat beli capati je. Kitorang makan malam ringan2 je. Kalau ada nasi lebih dari lunch tadi, boleh la menggoreng makan adik beradik. Ayah will stick to his capati or roti. He doesnt eat berat2 for dinner. Petang tu ayah akan sambung berkebun atau menguruskan rumputnya di laman luar. I love how ayah is always consistent and focused in his work.<br />
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Waktu maghrib, yang lelaki semua diwajibkan ke surau. Lepas maghrib, kami ada sesi tazkirah/taklim kat rumah. We do this everyday except when ayah stay for ceramah at the surau. Ayah will be reading ayat from the quran with tafsir and then kinda relate it to real life situation. Kalau ada abang, he(most of the time) will read the hadis. Both are really fun and interesting to listen to. Cause ayah is sooo an otak komputer, he always has a lot of knowledge to share with us. We learned a lot of new things from the tazkirah everyday. Lepas isyak berjemaah, we eat dinner together. Id make sure dapur is extremely clean and everything is in placed before I go to bed. I hate hate hate hate leaving dapur dalam keadaan bersepah atau kotor. Not even a single dust. haha k over exaggerating plakss.<br />
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Then the same routine continues for the whole week while Mom was away. Penat juga sebenarnya sebab takde pembantu. Orang lelaki dalam rumah ni seriously takde sumbang langsung untuk tolong buat kerja2 rumah. Tahap pinggan sendiri pun tak basuh. Tapi takpe, diorang tak membantu bab kerja rumah, they help out in other matters. Hurmmmmmmmm ada eh? Haha, really ada. Semua orang plays different roles kan in our house. Mak masak in the kitchen, ayah berkebun in the laman and as well as your siblings. Family completes us. Now that Mak is home, rasa lega sikit sebab I dont have to worry thinking what to prepare for meal tomorrow. Thats what I do everynight before I go to bed. I do the same thing though, mengemas, menyapu, sidai kain setiap hari. Cuma rasa beban tanggungjawab tu ringan sikit. And most importantly, I get more time to study and prepare for my SAT.<br />
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Im enjoying life. I love home, family and everyone whos been supporting. Arigatou. I just wanna focus for SAT now and stop worrying about what the future holds. We plan things, but Allah knows what would work for us. Allah lebih tahu.<br />
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Have a great weekend everyone!!Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-37706591719234645202014-08-18T00:44:00.001-07:002014-08-18T00:44:02.159-07:00ThrowbackNothing much to say, but I miss winter.<br />
I miss Japan.<br />
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<br />Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-7354830596496998842013-12-04T07:34:00.000-08:002013-12-04T07:34:34.141-08:00Quick update on my not-so-interesting-lifeIts amazing how time flies.<div>
I could not believe that it has been almost a year since I last wrote an entry.</div>
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MIXED FEELINGS!</div>
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I am now back in bolehland, yes, definitely my tanahair, Malaysia tercinta. Errrr.</div>
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It took a while to adapt to the environment here.</div>
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I don't think the weather was a big of a deal, but the people here. I'm not being rude, but there is a huge difference between Japanese and Malaysian that I sometimes think we are still living in the zaman purba where some people are just so uncivilized. Tapi up to this month, dah nak masuk bulan ke-5 balik, so I am getting used to it. </div>
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Fully adapted I guess :D</div>
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Afterall, thats Malaysia, my home country!</div>
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I love the food especially during Puasa and Raya.</div>
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After 3years having to celebrate Raya at the embassy, Tokyo, I finally got to celebrate Raya at Kampung here which has been my wish came true. Though the suasana had became a little different, you know what I mean, its not as same as the suasana raya when you were young right? But I feel so blessed and satisfied to be able to gather with the whole family at Kampung. It was a lovely bonding time among cousins since I have missed those moments for the past 3 freaking years!</div>
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Another important thing you guys need to know;</div>
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I can legally drive now. Cehh, macamlah I penah drive secara haram sebelum ni kan? Opkos not. Im such an innocent girl la, I don't do those kinds of things. Kehkehkeh.</div>
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Sebenarnya, for the ujian berkomputer, I failed twice, but managed to passed(markah cukup2 on the third try). I seriously dunno what has gone wrong with my brain. I freaking study kowt before the test! Sadis gila kena bahan dengan family, especially my abang. He said I'm soo lembap and pecah rekod cause never happen in sejarah keluarga kita ulang ujian berkomputer tu. Shitt! I felt so so so stupid!</div>
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Despite the failure, I passed both motor and kereta punya test sekali hambik jelah! And I am so so so proud of myself. Bahaha.</div>
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Planned to find a part time job on either August/September while waiting for my college application, UPU and whatsoever next year, but now dah December and I am still jobless. I did try searched, and even called some places tapi ada je halangan.</div>
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Parents ni ada je. Distance. Transport. Safety. Kalau macam tu, sampai kiamat pun aku tak dapat pengalaman bekerja lah cite die. Ayah pulak memang dari awal tak restu dengan usaha aku nak cari kerja.</div>
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He said he doesnt mind if I go to kelas2 untuk belajar something, baking ke jahit ke..and he doesnt mind paying for it rather than letting me do part time jobs. Kenapa ayah tak faham yg anak dia ni perlukan duit untuk berjoli? Urghhhh aku stressssss!</div>
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Tapi stress aku telah diatasi dengan mengisi masa lapang ke kelas piano. yahooo. Baru sebulan je. So do not request a video of me playing jingle bells okay. Bila dah boleh main winter sonata ke nanti I'll post a video without having you guys to request it up here. Ehehehehehe :P</div>
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Dont know if I still have readers, tapi kalau ada please..kindly pray for me.</div>
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1. Dapat part time job sebab memang aku stress boring tahap gila tunggu masa untuk meletop je ni.</div>
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I actually have soooo many more to share to you guys about soooo many things tapi its going to take longer to write and longer to read so I guess sampai sini dulu kayy. Nanti kita sambung celoteh. tatatata</div>
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Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-55935995808916952722013-01-01T20:35:00.001-08:002013-01-01T20:35:39.572-08:00Azam Hati 2013Tahun ni aku takdela berazam-azam sangat cuma aku lebihkan berazam-azam dalam hati jek. Jangan tak tahu sebelum ni aku ada list taw bila berazam. Muehehe. I wrote them down. Banyak jugak sampai lupa. lepastu bila nak rujuk balik dah hilang. haha bebal bebal. Urm tapi rasanya satu pun tak tercapai kot!! Sedihnyerr. I'm sucha failure! Tapi, adakah dengan berazam dalam hati bermakna aku dah give up? No. Tidak sama sekali. Cumanya tahun ni aku nak go with the flow, belajar bersyukur dan capai target-target aku and paling penting, be a good and better muslimah.<br />
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Harapan aku bila berazam dalam hati ni biar istiqamah, dan azam tu sentiasa ada dekat situ takde la hilang macam kertas azam2 aku yang lalu. Dalam mencapai goals, semoga kita sentiasa dirahmati Allah. Aminn.<br />
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I know it's a waste of time listening to these kind of music. But it's just for my entertainment. Not so bad kan? teheeeee :P</div>
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Sambungan daripada <a href="http://jamulichan.blogspot.jp/search?updated-max=2012-12-26T16:59:00-08:00&max-results=1" target="_blank">ENTRY</a> yang lepas.. Entry kali just nak finish off cerita aku pasal trip tu. Hehe. This is what I hate about blogging. I love to share my stories. But when I write, I do not know how to be concise because I have too much to talk about. Hmmm.</div>
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We arrived the ski place at around 11.10 a.m. Haha, that time, I hated how the navigation brought us to like NOWHERE. LIKE WT*!! Again, nasib baik ade Peter, askar kan berkebolehan baca2/agak2 peta ni. Urm aku tak tahu la skill apa die pakai tapi memang STYLE la. Haha. Sampai berbalah la diorang nak ikut jalan mana yang betul. Masalahnya kitorang dah nampak hills and mountains and dah nampak orang ski dekat situ, cuma tak boleh figure out jalan ke situ. Haha. Kelakar pulak bila ingat balik. Macam sengal semua.</div>
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The sticks I'm holding are called "Ski poles". Benda ni sebenanya tak banyak guna sangat. Sucker macam aku ni guna untuk slide on a flat surface. Yang takde hills. Selalunya beginner tak payah guna poles ni sebab hanya kaki and badan kita yang sepatutnya berfungsi sepenuhnya waktu main. So for those yang memang nak go further dalam sport ni, it is advisable not to use it when you first started ski-ing. Kalau macam aku ni takpe la nak guna. Once sukcer memang always a sucker kan. haha. Never intended to go further pun dalam sport ni. Sport yang tak payah atas salji pun aku tak buat, gatai pulak nak ski..dekat Malaysia mana ade snow. Sob sob sob. Moving down to my kaki, they're called "Ski boots". Kalah boot kawad aku masa KRS dulu. Keras macam besi. Bila dah pakai memang susah nak bergerak especially turun tangga. OMG. I hate turun tangga in these ski boots. Killin' me! Dan lastly, yang bawah boots tu of course lah the "ski". These basic equipment cost up to about 5000yen which is about 170ringgit. Errrr. Kalau kat Malaysia ni, mati hidup balik pun aku tak heran nak naik. Telan ayaq liuq jaaa org kedah kata.</div>
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Bila start main tu memang excited gile sampai aku dah lupa basic steps yang dah belajar tahun winter tahun lepas. haha. haha. haha. Tak sangka bin teruja, kawan-kawan aku ni rupanya expert siot. Serius aku ingat diorang biasa-biasa je. Rupanya memang expert. Sampai tahap boleh jadi instructor aku la yang sucker ni. Terima kasih tak terhingga sebab diorang sabar tunjuk ajar aku yang keras kepala, penakut, pessimistic, lembap ni. Tapi best jugak ler sebab aku dah improve daripada tahun lepas. Tahun ni overall total number tergolek cuma 3 kali je. Haha tahun lepas tak usah kira la sampai 2hari sakit satu badan bergerak macam robot kat rumah. Tapi sakit juga tahun cuma waktu tidur je rasa. Mujur tak jadi pape kat sana..risau jugak kan coz we were on our own. Sebenanya main ski ni memang risky. Agak agak lemah semangat dan lemah muscles kaki, better jangan cuba sebab bahaya.</div>
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Lepas 3 jam main tu aku dah start boring sebab hills dia too high la, "I jadi takut youuuu~" haha. Maka bila dah start boring tu meliar-liar lah mata aku mencari calon yang sesuai. haha. Diorang yang suruh eh. Aku tak nak pun. Haha. Tapi jumpa juga la. Daripada apa yang aku observe, remaja Jepun ramai yang snowboard instead of ski. Aku rasa waktu kecik diorang dah mahir ski, so bila dah besar diorang try snowboard pula. Aku rasa sekarang ni snowborder ni HOT STUFF gila la. Ramai sebenanye calon-calon tapi aku sangkut kat sorang ni. Mula-mula dapat usya dari atas lift tu je. Hot ler juga. Muahaha. Mana lah aku tahu disebalik goggle dan topi die tu macam mana muka die. We nicknamed him "green guy" Orang kata jodoh tak ke mana kan, waktu nak slide down the hill, byk kali jumpa die haha. Padahal die tak pandang pun aku. Bapak perasan je. Nana and I thought he was an instructor to the kid he was teaching. Tapiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.......................</div>
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First of all, he wasnt wearing green. It was because of our blue goggle. Blue+yellow=green. Sedih taw, kuciwa I sebab I want him to be green. Okay that did not matter much. Second of all, waktu die bukak goggle, we got to curik nampak muka die, Samy cakap die tak kacak. Sadis. Urmm memang betul pun tapi takpe aku terima die seadanya. Hahaha! Eii geli ckp camni. Anyways... What's worse, they claim yang die ni dah ade family. What is that? He was with a woman and the kid he was teaching. yeah, they seem macam satu family. Hancus harapan. haha. Takpelah, kau bukan jodoh ku abang jepun. Haha. tapi serius muda. Orang Jepun ramai yang kahwin muda.</div>
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Lepas makan, sambung lagi sampai pukul 4. Dah hampir gelap, terus salin baju, gerak balik.</div>
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For more pictures, follow me on instagram @nmaj9406 or <a href="http://www.facebook.com/musfirahjamuli" target="_blank">Musfirah Jamuli</a> ..bagitau la korang blogger or reader aku ehehe. I wud be very happy to accept your request.</div>
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Alhamdulillah, syukur semua selamat sampai after 3hours perjalanan. It was really fun. A memory that I can never forget. xoxo.</div>
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Hai, Assalamualaikum. Dah berkurun lamanya tak menulis. Rasa segan ar pulak nak bercerita dengan korang. Hihi. Malu tak bertempat. Untuk pengetahuan semua, aku tengah WINTER BREAK sekarang ni, and it last up till about three and a half weeks in total. Hooreyyy! Tapi today, dah masuk minggu yang kedua. Cepat je masa berlalu dan macam biasa lah membazir macam tu je but feeling good :D Sekali sekala being away from school stuffs. It just feels AWESOME.</div>
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Back to the main topic up there, ski trip. Sebenarnya, plan nak pergi trip ni bermula dari aku yang sangat cerdik dan bijak menggunakan kesempatan yang ada terhadap kawan aku yang dah ade lesen memandu semenjak summer break bulan June haritu. Okay, run-on sentence ni nak menyatakan yang betapa seronoknya perasaan aku because plan aku tu did worked out. Alhamdulillah.</div>
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Tak senang jugak rupanya nak organize trip sendiri ni sebab selalunya under sekolah kan. Nak survey harga, survey tempat, survey safety. Lagi-lagi as orang luar macam kitorang semua ni. It takes a whole lot of things especially communication. Kebetulan pulak parents kawan aku ni akan melancong ke Bali and she'll be staying here in Japan with her boyfriend who's back from the navy. Bila aku dan driver dah capai kata sepakat, kitorang pun ON. Dah set date. Set destinasi. Set bilangan orang. Glad that Samy's parents nak tolong uruskan tempat. So they booked it for us. Can't thank them enough for the cooperation. And mine was just convincing people to join. I guess I cannot be a marketer sebab ends up just the four of us. Sad. Sad. Sob. Sob. Tapi its not like they don't wanna join, its just that they could not make it on that date. So how's that? Penat jugek cari orang bagi cukup. Last-last tak cukup jugak. Ada yang balik Korea, ade yang on trip with family, ada yang parents tak bagi. It ends up with just the four of us.</div>
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So we were the awesome four. This trip was actually last Wednesday, the 19th of December. We met at 8 in the morning at our lovely driver a.k.a Samy's station. I have to say that it was the most horrible train ride I have ever experienced in my life(in Japan). Well, because I experienced worse in Malaysia. Tehee.</div>
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So the above picture is basically what happened that morning. Since we planned to meet Samy and Peter at Denenchofu station by 8a.m, Nana and I met at Sakura Shimmachi station at 7.30 sebab dah alang-alang pergi direction sama, kitorang decided to gerak sama. It was totally a terrible mistake coz it was the time when people go to work and school. When Nana and I arrived Futako Tamagawa, we had to walk to the next platform and our first attempt of getting into the train was a failure. Dengan our backpacks and baju winter tebal just made it impossible to get in.</div>
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Selalunya pekerja yang berdiri kat platform and berpakaian seperti polis ni, merupakan penjaga keselamatan seperti memastikan penumpang yang berdiri berada di belakang garisan kuning/garisan keselamatan. But that morning, I learnt a new thing. The thing that kind of strikes me was that, the workers who stand on the platform are also functioned as the "pushers"/"packers" or also know as "oshiya". Diorang ni kerja berbayar specially to push people in order for the doors to close..and they work only during the morning and rush hours.<span style="color: #536770; font-family: Play, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 22px;"> </span></span>Interesting kan?</div>
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So there we go. We took an hour sesat in Tokyo city sebab cari jalan highway. Walaupun ade navigation, it just did not work sebab traffic jam teruk. Mula-mula try jugak stick dengan navi tu, lepastu dah jam teruk sangat dan kami bukan orang Jepun <b><i><span style="color: #c27ba0;">patient</span></i></b>, sanggup tunggu traffic yang stuck tak bergerak langsung tu, kitorang try buat navi sendiri. We took that one really tiny selekoh and just get on with it. It was hilariously ridiculous! haha. It was a whole lots of mistake sebab keluar waktu rush hours. But its okay, we learned from it and try to plan better next time.</div>
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After wasted an hour sesat, we finally made it to the right highway. Memandangkan Samy merupakan pemandu yang masih panas(baru masak) wlupun licik, kami tidak dibenarkan tidur untuk memastikan yang die tidak keseorangan memandu. So we talked about a lot of stuffs and it was pretty much a "bonding moment" dengan Peter, boyfriend Samy. He is cool. I met him once before, so dah kenal la jugak. Probably new things for Nana who's never met him before. I think I have a lot to say about this guy. Like most other guys, memang lelaki kan kelakar. Sense of humor diorang best kan? He is considerate & matang and at most time selalu give in kalau berbalah apa-apa dengan Samy yang jenis tak pernah kalah ni. Pendek cerita, sesuai la mereka berdua ni.</div>
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Kitorang stop dekat dua perhentian. Holy moly, it was freakin COLD. Subhanallah. Cuaca sunny but sangat sejuk. Had to wear gloves, scarves and everything possible. Bought hot coffee from nice, clean and <span style="color: #c27ba0;"><i><b>function-able vending machines</b></i></span> kat Jepun ni and ate curry puffs Mak packed for all of us. Also Samy's favourite since she once tried it waktu sleepover at my house. Arigato mak. And Peter yang sangat gentleman ni bought us some curry crackers. One thing we all learned about him is that he is a CURRY FREAK! Kat mana-mana mesti carik kari. Seriously tak sangka American suka kari. I thought Asian je yang layan kari k. I was actually expecting to see snow somewhere tapi takde pun. I realized it was actually a bit too early for Nagano. Rasanya kalau pergi atas utara lagi tu snow dah banyak. Kinda sad :(</div>
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Pukul 12.30 we reached the destination. Bila dah sampai pekan Miyota tu, we called the owner of the place we're staying and informed her that we will be there in about ten minutes. Tak sangka jugak tempat kitorang bermalam tu pedalaman betul. Tak nampak orang langsung. But who cares kan? I was there to CHILL. Suasana nyaman is preferable.</div>
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So we met the owner and she was like "wow so international". Blonde ade, japanese ade, hijabster pun ada. Ahh biasala we are cool like that. So bila dapat kunci, dapat masuk rumah. Urm I think it is more like a chalet. It was WOWW! Cantik. Kemas. Selesa. Besar. Enough keperluan like oven, peti ais, pinggan, mangkuk, semua lah senang cerita. Bilik lebih pun ada. Haha sebab tak cukup orang kan. Here are some of the photos....</div>
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Cannot believe this! I totally forgot to take photos of the beautiful kitchen, bathroom and the other two bedrooms. Can you believe that? Sebab I was so attracted by the view outside.</div>
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Subahanallah. Cantik semuanya. Alhamdulillah. Lepas settle down, prayers and everything, we went on google and search for a close by place to ski. Paling dekat takes about 30min from our place and the total harga ski rental dan ticket untuk lift pun boleh tahan. So we decided to just chill and ski tomorrow instead. We got in the car and navi search any places yang sound interesting to us. And that navi brought us to a place called "Karuizawa Plaza". Shopping, lunch and bowling + cuci mata were fun!</div>
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Unfortunately, one really bad thing happened to me. Sob sob. Mata I got swollen. Sebenarnya waktu sampai chalet tu dah start sneezing alot coz I am allergic to dust. My immune system untuk lawan dust just does not function anymore! Dont know why??!! Besides sneezing, eyes pun got really itchy. Boleh tahan ganas aku tonyoh and gosok mata ni. Tak perasan sampai la waktu lunch diorang bagi tahu mata dah bengkak. Diorang suggest aku beli ubat tahan allergy and all were so concern cari kan drug store. Thanks to Nana for being my nurse/doctor/babysitter yang tegar. Waktu bowling tu mood low je. Main satu round je while diorang tambah lagi satu. Rasa tak sihat, demam and such such. Spoil je mood petang tu. Antibody? Kenapa tak functioning? :(</div>
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Sebelum balik, we stopped at a convenient store to buy some foods and snacks for dinner and for our movie session. Baik gila diorang ni semua concern about aku yang "kononnya" tak sihat waktu tu. Nak belikan jus, air limau, ubat, biskut, semua la yang berkhsiat. Terharu. Nana bought me crackers and bubur vegetarian. So nice of her. She said it was as a treat coz she owed me 400yen during lunch which I have already forgotten. Peter bought like alot of curry!!! A LOT! Rice and Curry. Curry and rice. Like seriously Curry freak!! Samy ikut je boyfie die..hohoo.. And I learned one more new thing about how American differs from Japanese. Japanese are very <b><i><span style="color: #a64d79;">concern about money</span></i></b>. Err I cant think of a proper word for this. Bukan kedekut tapi berkira. Kalau kita hutang 50sen tu jangan anggap diorang halalkan. Make sure bayar balik. And vice-versa. They will do the same if hutang kita. Kalau makan kedai ramai, bila bayar diorang akan minta "betsu-betsu" meaning bayar asing. Dah 3 tahun kat sini I kinda got used to it. Lain la macam kita kat Malaysia salu "open table" kan bila dapat gaji. Setakat belanja kawan Mc'D tu tak heran sangat pun. Malaysians kira in common juga lah dengan Americans. Nak belanja, terbelanja, tak kesah sangat pun. In Japanese culture, when someone borrows money is viewed as a serious obligation that it must be paid back They don't like to be in debt. Sebab tu orang jepun kurang mengamalkan penggunaan credit card and they prefer cash! However, in American culture, no one thinks anything of borrowing money even when they know they cannot pay back the money. So its a completely different culture.</div>
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On our way home, Peter suggested kitorang tengok cerita hantu bila balik nanti. And we all agreed. Haha. Aku ni dah la penakut. But why not kan? Thrill sikit. Perjalanan balik tu seriously scary. Tempat shalet kitorang tu dah la pedalaman, sunyi, gelap gelita, pergh~ Dalam hati hanya mampu berselawat and I was kind of thankful that Peter was there, at least. Dah la askar kan, kalau pape jadi at least ade seorang lelaki. Samy, Nana and I dah start freaked out sebab takut. Masuk rumah je terus tutup tingkap, tarik semua curtain and again prayers, settle down and started our movie session. One thing I love about my friends, diorang respect my practice tau. Like lastime, sleepover dkt rumah Samy, I forgot my kiblat compass and she helped me searched the arah kiblat. Kalau kita respect orang, orang pun respect kita. Alhamdulillah, if we pleased Him, He will always be with us..to ease our life. InsyaAllah.</div>
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We chose to watched the cabbin. It was not scary at all. Samy our lovely driver fell asleep in the middle of the movie. So Nana and I decided to change. We ended up watching "Brave". Best la cerita tu. I was so into it. Satisfied enough. Nana and I slept so late coz we had a cit-cat and finish-up foods sessions after the movie. I love the sound of water flowing from the river outside. Loved it!</div>
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The next morning we started our journey at like 10.30 am. Semua bangun and mandi awal realizing it was snowing a bit outside. Sikit sangat. Snow turun sangat tiny tiny. So bangun awal tapi melepak je lebey. haha. Nana and I got to spent that last few minutes there to capture the beauty and keindahan view kat situ. It was freakin cold.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Typical asian pose! haha. Asal mata sepet ni?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ice babeh..Ice...</td></tr>
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Are you guys tired reading? Sorry for the long post. Want to know what happened when we ski? Nantikan sambungannya.....see you!</div>
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Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-79423673125366949292012-07-28T13:00:00.000-07:002012-07-28T13:00:55.589-07:00A Liar watching Personal TasteWhoaa that title could also be a nice thesis statement ya.<br />
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Masih ada ke yg baca/follow blog ni?<br />
First of all, yes I am a big liar. Freak Liar.<br />
But wait, not really.<br />
I asked if I SHOULD write, but I did not promise to write any. Right? Hai! Okay then, a relief!<br />
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Moving on to Personal Taste.<br />
I am pretty sure this movie sounds familiar to Malaysian girls. Oh yes theyre big fans of Koreans celebrities. Apatah lagi movies. Tak salah nak ada minat kat sesuatu, cuma jangan sampai memudaratkan dan melampaui batas. "too much"? Benda hiburan yang keterlaluan yang tidak mendatangkan sebarang faedah besides hiburan keterlaluan sehingga melalaikan.<br />
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Back to the main topic, I am done wathcing Personal Taste on youtube. It was actually quite good because my Jun Pyo (lee min ho) is the hero. Yeayyy! Well, thats why I intended to watch this movie at first place. This story did left some touchable scenes. Memandangkan I was actually having FirstTermExam, I could only watch it before going to bed. But It was good.<br />
"bestnya kalau dapat rasa suasana luar negara mcm ni...."(tak bersyukur yg diri ni mmg di luar negara pun). Alhamdulillah.<br />
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Here are some of his photos... lololo<br />
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KAKKOI NE? "hensem kan?"Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-72961179918787553262012-07-28T12:56:00.000-07:002012-07-28T12:56:43.711-07:00I want a MacBook pro!Ciciwa, hahawa, kono pasokowa hoshi desu! Demo, okanega arimasen desu ne! Chotto chotto! I need a mac book pro! I need it. And I want one!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Honestly, Im so pleased that Allah pertemukan kita..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pertemukan uncle dengan keluarga ni..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Honestly, you are awesome!..hmm from byk sudut..</div><div style="text-align: center;">As a friend/sister, I learned a lot from you..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Arigato, sebab sudi jadi sensei tak berbayor..<br />
Helped me with most of my nihonggo shukudai(homework bahasa jepun)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Siap bagi buku Japanese beginner free plak tuh sebelum balik..</div><div style="text-align: center;">You taught me A LOT about japanese grammar, adjectives, the japanese itself, and more..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some that I still remember, Kio tsukete(hati-hati), Oyasumi instead of oyasuminasai (selamat malam yg larut),</div><div style="text-align: center;">usso(tipu)/ussotsuki(penipu), yasashi(baik hati), kakkoi(hensem), tebukuro(gloves)</div><div style="text-align: center;">and loads more...Uncle yasashi ne,..? kakkoi kara... :D</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Arigato, sebab sudi share pengalaman-pengalaman uncle..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Waktu join kem pelapis dlu..perang dgn komunis..bawak M16 yg beratnya 4.2kg..(HAHA!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Panjat gunung Fuji pastu masuk harian metro,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Naik roller coaster kat Nasu Highland..dan banyak sangat lagi..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Arigato, sebab sudi beri nasihat-nasihat yang sangat membimbing..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Memang tak terkira dah banyaknya nasihat.. InsyaAllah akan dibuat jadi panduan..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Including your petua hidup di perantauan;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><h4 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><i><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">"...dalam merantau ni jadilah seseorg yg memegang sejambak bunga yg harum, dan haruman itu dpt menyenangkan semua org disekeliling kite..so kat mana tercampak pun kita, kita tercampak dlm cinta manusia...."</span></i></h4><div class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="color: black;">Arigato, Arigato, Arigato sensei! :D</span></span></div><div class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="color: black;">YOU'RE AWESOME.</span></span></div><div class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="color: black;">Semoga business berjalan lancar, nanti boleh la belanja takoyaki kat Harajuku(hutang!!!)</span></span></div><div class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="color: black;">I wish you a very very very bright future and happy with ur beloved family *u always miss </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This song goes pretty well with today's mood..haha! Okay, spring is coming really soon..enjoy!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/gc31vA3CP4I?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-71948982383138380272012-02-14T03:50:00.001-08:002012-02-14T03:50:08.176-08:00Busy and Lazy weekMonday was like Friday<br />
And today is like Saturday.<br />
I am feeling so lazy and dumb!<br />
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Business class please stop me from falling asleep!!!!!<br />
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Please do something that can benefit u ira! You lazy fat idiot slow dumb Ughh and everything!!! <br />
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Oh I kinda miss you anyways. Wish you were here. Hmmm.Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-86997842341653576642012-02-01T07:03:00.001-08:002012-02-01T13:17:41.036-08:00My prayersI pray that I'll be able to get through these circumstances for being too lazy during the holidays.<br />
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I pray that I'll have the courage to tell someone that I like him whenever the time comes. Because I don't want to lose it again.<br />
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I pray that I will gradually improve in my studies especially BIOLOGY and BUSINESS. Having to adapt with the language together with the syllabus contents...Urghh..incredibly tough. I wish I could do all these stuffs in malay. As a native speaker, I bet I could get an A for Business if it were in Malay. I miss being an incredibly good student in bahasa Malaysia.<br />
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I pray that Allah will always increase my IMAN and my strength to get through what He has given me. I believe there must be Hikmah from whatever happened.<br />
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I pray that I will be able to stay alive without Facebook for a while. It has been really distracting. Too bad that I can't handle myself from getting online.<br />
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Hope you hear my prayers. Amin<br />
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Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-73099520060065091802012-01-30T06:40:00.001-08:002012-01-30T06:40:18.762-08:00Half-leaking brainExams are over since last week. Now, it is the time when we, IB STUDENTS got really packed with stuffs. I hate it! For real!<br />
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I have feeling that I'm never gonna get the IB Diploma certificate. Things are over my limitation now. Overwhelmed.<br />
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Exams, yeah I'm pretty sure I screwed up especially BIO and Business. First quarter went well. Second quarter filled with clumsiness of my bio tests grades! Like, what the.....%<\€€|+! and exams which the report card is going to be delivered this week. I pray that I will be the very first person to open the letter box every single day if possible until it is delivered. Why? Because I don't want to see the disappointment on my parents countenance. It is just horrible how I can't make my parents proud of meMusfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-23129725295337952212012-01-29T04:47:00.000-08:002012-01-29T04:47:01.922-08:00Girls....<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Girls aren't going to talk to you first. It's a girl thing. We don't like starting the conversation because we like to feel like you want to talk to us. We like to feel like the wait was worth something. We like feeling like you've waited for us like we've waited for you. But the number one reason we hate talking first is because we hate to seem clingy and needy. Thats why we're scared. Cause to us, being needy and obsessive just pushes guys away. And no girl wants that.</span></span></h6>Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-58769697455912369572011-12-25T20:29:00.000-08:002011-12-25T20:29:41.613-08:00Hai BloggersHave not been up here for quite a while<div>I kinda miss it now</div><div>Two weeks of holidays...</div><div>Don't you think I should write some?</div><div><br />
</div><div>See ya soon</div>Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-47449877971021823922011-10-17T01:38:00.001-07:002011-10-17T01:38:42.199-07:00bad bad day :(BAD BAD DAY! 2presentations(and I forgot my pendrive at home so I had to do it spontaneously) train delay, class after school, bio test result! I seriously hate Mondays! :('Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-13322991982160299612011-09-26T05:47:00.000-07:002011-09-26T05:47:21.321-07:00losing gripKadang2 rase sunyi pulak..<br />
takde tempat nak mengadu..<br />
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Dulu, jumpa kat sekolah, balik pun nak mesej lagi.<br />
Sayang sangat~<br />
Sekarang, kat sekolah je boleh..<br />
After school, ur on ur own..<br />
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Now, when it comes to this situation, this condition where I don't think mom and dad would understand me and not even friends from school. We've been friends for less than two years. Its not a total giving and recieving yet. Its always what you think you should share and tell. Yess they're my soul but, those precious ones...old life mates.... I need an immediate contact for these situations...when I struggle, feeling down and just kinda want to work and let things out in seconds. you know...<br />
and they will be there at anytime you need them. just at any time. <br />
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I seriously miss those days. I miss them.Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-90764583923643954782011-09-20T09:02:00.000-07:002011-09-20T09:02:14.479-07:00Tuesday, 20 Sept 2011I woke up at 5.30 as usual.<br />
It was really a dark and heavy weather outside.<br />
So I came and thought about skippin school today.<br />
But hell noo, i wouldnt want to skip school coz by missing one class of a subject, my life is going to be miserable for the rest of the week.<br />
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Presentation, circle discussion and others went well. Alhamdulillah.<br />
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Time goes fast! I have tonnes and tonnes of homework tonight!<br />
Till we meet again tmorrow! See ya!Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-3904093892591443622011-09-19T13:59:00.001-07:002011-09-19T13:59:57.049-07:00Upset<div style="text-align: justify;">So the news about going back to Malaysia next year was really a heart breaking!</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Its not like I don't wanna go back to my home country, its just that Ive planned so much and dreamt about all things to be done within these two years with my friends. I hate it when something/someone comes and ruined everything. Ahhh!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tapi takpelah, manusia hanya merancang...Allah yang tentukan. Im sure banyak hikmah dsbalik semua ni.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Special to my ayah, I love you. I'll do anything for you. Imma study hard to achieve good results so that you're proud of me! I know you've work so hard untuk besarkan kami adik beradik. Alhamdulillah 3 dah masuk universiti. I'm next insya-Allah. You're getting old and tired enough of all these...work, family, children and stuffs! Im really sorry for you.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sorry for always blaming you about all these matters. Ahhhh Im such a bad daughter. But, I love you! Thanks for everything, especially for math and business lessons!</div>Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-82939649657420679902011-09-07T05:48:00.000-07:002011-09-07T05:48:29.131-07:00Buat pertama kali dalam hidup, I've answered the quiz with confidence! What a relief! Since first day of school(dis year) i've set my mind that "Biology is hard", "Biology isn't fun", "Though the teacher is HOT(cuz i used to have a crush on him last year besides my Math teacher but Biology isnt!", Biology sucks", "I hate Biology", "I'm incredibly stupid at Science since I was in primary school", "I'm never gonna do any better in this class" & "oohhhh I'm screwed!" These are all the wajib phrases that I wud always recite! Yes RECITE! Well, for days that ade Bio. Lgi teruk bila double. As I said, takkan nak biar macam tu je kan? Dah la waktu buat Lab(experiment) pun aku SLOW, bekerja pun dengan orang SLOW, everything went SLOW. But yes i worked hard to really understand the lesson we had on Statistic stuffs. Anywys..im looking forwd for the result. (A+++) :)<br />
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My Math Quiz result was Good. Alhamdulillah. Got to do tutor for my friend who didnt really do 'that' well. Goooood good good for myslef.<br />
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*banyak lak puji diri sendri kan kali ni? poyo je. Takpela..skali skala...<br />
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IB is hard. Yes it really is! Besides kena get good grades for sepanjang dua tahun ni, we also need to make points for outside class activity. Macam kokorikulum juga but it is called "CAS". And there's gonna be reflection for evry single thing we do. Arghh rumit rumit. But, its okay..im starting. Trying to get used to it.<br />
So,..untuk tidak merumitkan keadaan dgn menangguh benda-benda CAS ni, my friends and I decided nak pergi volunteer bat riceballs at Omotesando! Yesss! Looking forward for that tooo on the 25th September? Anybody wanna join? Hi hi hi<br />
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Minggu ni quite busy. Mesti korang yg fren dgn aku kat facebook tak percaya. cuz i was sooo into it. Salu je online kan. haha. But i have my own way of working. Kalau mengantok mesti kena online. Wajib wajib.<br />
Petang, salu kena stay after school..either study group with friends or buat kerja..group presentation. Memang CHOII la. kata pun IB kan.<br />
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So, here are some videos of these three idiots. Sambil wat keje mmg kena main2 sama ye. Kitorang tak pernah serius. Except waktu belajar BIO. Sebab aku suck, so aku paksa diorang ajar aku smpai aku dpt. Jangan gelak2. Enjoy our silly stupid countenance and actions and voice and and and........<br />
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see you!Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-51131531299012665022011-08-22T23:12:00.000-07:002011-08-22T23:12:53.797-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/XwfimZoEsS0?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>I just gotta love the lyrics and evrythg bout it!<br />
Terharunya dengan pengorbanan lelaki ni.<br />
Oh myyyy..ada tak lelaki mcm ni lagi dalam dunia ni?<br />
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Ever since ive kinda learned about love and feeling and stuffs, lelaki..memang tak boleh dipercayai..especially ayat2 manis diorang. hehe. Okay, learn from experience.<br />
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Ya Allah...pertemukan aku dengan mereka...Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-31279146889627915092011-08-21T09:10:00.000-07:002011-08-21T09:10:20.069-07:00wondering if...should i deactivate my facebook acc? or should not?<br />
i've been thinking about it all day long..<br />
since i realized that ive misused it along my break (summer break)..<br />
and found out that nothing has been completely and perfectly done..<br />
a lot of editing needs to be done on some of my assignments..<br />
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two days left for school..<br />
i dont feel like im a student anymore..<br />
im totally screwed this summer.<br />
*ehh? not really! My summa has been pretty awesome though! I did some of my assigments. And okay okay, no regrets! Tidur pun cukup+terlebih apa! *incase masuk sekolah nanti tak sempat tidur ke.<br />
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Okay, baju dah iron, kasut dah ready, buku dah ready, beg dah ready, semua dah ready except assigmnt and skirt yg perlu 'diperkecilkan' sedikit. *bajet kurus kejap. walaupun berat tak turun pun bulan puasa ni. hahah!<br />
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Say bye and hello to me, wish me luck, wish me joy, wish me wish me wish me all da best!<br />
yeayy!<br />
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International Baccalaureate, im coming for u idiot! :DMusfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5667647553414457782.post-28485737827566380562011-08-03T22:39:00.000-07:002011-08-03T22:39:59.872-07:00Im back with regards to....hahahahhahahahahhhhhaaaahhha<br />
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA<br />
im finally here. nothin much to say.<br />
saje nak melawat blog yg dah berhabuk ni.<br />
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lagi 20 hari nak masuk sekolah setelah sekian lama bercuti.<br />
and theres so much crap that needs to be done.<br />
HOLY SH*&@#$%%<br />
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thats it for today,..i miss talking to you guys up here. ive been so busy lately :P<br />
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sincerely,<br />
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Fyra J.Musfirah Jamulihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08579854661722345008noreply@blogger.com0