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Elder brother went to watch fireworks. Younger brother also went to watch fireworks. Mother daughter left alone at home... What to do, what to do... We did girly girl things-lah, of course! Okay, not really thing s, only one thing actually. We made our own face mask ! It's really really easy to make, seriously. And it leaves your skin softer (touching skin) , smoother, and brighter! Well, at least that's what it does to my face. And mum's face, too( I didn't touch her face but she told me so... So yeah, that's that) . So well, basically you'll need tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, and milk powder. You blend together the tomatoes, ccucumber, and the carrots first, then you add in milk powder. Kacau kacau kacau, there you go. Siap! Tepek tepek tepek di muka, let it dry, then wash it off. Say hello to beautiful, soft skin! Oh, now what to do with the mixture remainings? Sure you didn't have a face as big as a gorilla, right. Store the remnants in a freezer, oka...

GOAL...! Indonesia 2. Malaysia 1. "Haa... Kan mak dah cakap, jangan seronok sangat. Anything can happen bila-bila je..." *Indonesia perlukan tiga lagi gol untuk menjulang Piala Suzuki...* (sports commentator) "Eh, nape dia kata Indon kena dapat lagi tiga gol untuk menang?" Because you see mum, this final match, they have to play on a home and away format. So they have to play both in Malaysia and Indonesia. In Malaysia, we won 3-0. And though in Indonesia we lost 2-0, but the total goals we managed to get was 4, and Indonesia 2. That's why. "Eh haritu kan kita kalah 5-1 dengan Indon" "Itu lain, mak... Match lain." She's not the only who just came to know about it. Ni, Bashtiah ni pun sama ja... Eheh. Heh... And I dare tell you that I'm a sports science student. And as for mum, she's a sports science diploma holder. Ahah! Well I guess some girls just don't pay that much attention to football like you guys did. Football player...

I'm only 21 but I've started thinking about my children. I meant, my future children. I didn't plan on having any children anytime soon now. Especially when I'm not married yet... Well I'm sure mum wouldn't allow me to have children before marriage too... (It's not that I wanted to, anyway.) Okay okay now you must be wondering why the sudden this girl here is thinking about children? Like, hello hello??? You're not even married yet! Okay but don't most girls like to think about children? Like when you had a crush on someone and you'll start to think of your childrens' name by combining both your name and your crushs' name, right? *silence* Okay so that applies to me alone... Oh well. The thing is, last Friday I watched Al-Hidayah . It's an Islamic TV programme where they have this ceramah and all. Yes yes, I do watch such TV shows, willingly. Last Friday, they invited Ustaz Pahrol Mohd Juoi (Felt that I have to mention his name so ...

Or in other words, a cry baby. A self-pitying, very emotional, person. Cepat menangis, lembik, jiwa tak kental . That's cengeng . Not sure whether it's a Malay or Indonesian word but that's the meaning. A friend of mine started using it first. She saw me crying on the phone to mum and there goes... Budak cengeng. For some reason, these tears *Ahem* lacrimal fluid , (got to practice the science terms, dah nak buka sem, kan...) came out so easily... Seriously, so easy. Ever watched the Hindustan movie, Mann ? I cried EVERYTIME I watched it. And trust me, I watched it loads of time! I had this secret (not so secret anymore now, huh?) obsession with that movie. Not ALL Hindustan movie okay, only Mann. It's best to watch alone, though. You know, layan perasaan seorang diri and all that... My roommate used to get real fed up of me watching that movie that she would always made silly comments on the hero (wearing pants up to his belly button, striking coloured shirt and pant...

I'm not a lesbian but I just love to see pretty pretty girls... who covered up their aurat perfectly. These girls don the hijab while at the same time still loooked stylish and you know, pretty. In fact, prettier than those sexy sexy girls with mini skirts and body-hugging shirts. I have a friend who never failed to cover up her aurat. One fine day I went to her room and OMG OMG... Gorgeous. Long, shiny, thick, wavy hair... Gorgeous gorgeous~ I know this might be a bit stereotype but I do tend to have this one perception of girls donning the hijab. For me, they are all oh-so-very-nice and very very well mannered. You know, like perempuan melayu terakhir like that... So... Once upon a time... In the KTM's ladies coach, there were 3 girls about my age sitting. Me, being the I-love-girls-wearing-hijab type, couldn't help but kept on looking looking and looking again at one of them. She's very very pretty, I tell youu... Pink shawl, white blouse, pink long skirt, and yea,...

Back when I used to work in Zoo Negara (practical training) , I always went for a morning walk around the zoo. I would arrive at the zoo as early as 6.50 am to avoid the traffic jam. So early, I knoww... I had to wake up at 5am everyday to get ready, okay. And EVERY morning, I just have to visit my friends, the deers. Okay, though I may not be able to recognize each one of them and who's who, but you see, they are "deers" . It's not like they wore a nametag or anything kann... One thing for sure, I just have to visit them everyday or really, hidup memang tidak sempurna tanpamu . Eheheh... Because there's just this one thing that got me attracted to them. No matter how frequent I came, they would always give me that weird look. That weird-strange-queer look. As if it was the first time they ever saw me. Being in a new environment, it actually pleased me to know that someone noticed my existence. Though that "someone" are only animals ...

I'm still a student. And of course as a student blogger I'd write about my examination result, right? Right... Okay seriously honestly truly, because it was the very very first semester, I actually hoped for more than only 3.53, eh no, 3.35 . Tapi tapi tapi, I AM SO THANKFUL I PASSED ALL SUBJECTS! So that I don't have to repeat any subjects. Because you see... Sudahlah umur sudah lanjut, baruuu semester satu degree. Kalau ada repeat lagi kan, lambat habis and you know, nanti lambat kahwin . Ahahahah! Just joking. SMG 101 , ooh SMG 101. If only I did a credit exemption on you earlier, confirm I dapat Dean's List okayy... *OMG berlagak gila perempuan ni* But seriously, calculated calculated calculated, if, I made a credit exemption, I could get 3.61! Aiyak aiyak! But anyway anyhow... If I didn't learn Sports Organization in the first place, I wouldn't know until know where the heck is Jabatan Belia dan Sukan Negara (it's in Putrajaya, by the...

When it comes to teaching swimming, my mum's my idol. She's also my guru. She's patient, experienced, and know the tips and tricks. But when there are two swimming instructors in one house, there's competition . Mak: Eh Tiah, mak dapat kelas lagi! I charged them 25 ringgit per hour and they agreed. Okay-lah kan? Untuk group. See? I got paid RM 75 per hour for only three students... How much UiTM pays you? 40 ringgit je kan? Oh well... Uish uish uish... Kesian you. *grins* Tiah: Iya mak... I ni kan baru lagi... 40 ringgit tu pun dah cukup... Pengalaman, mak... She is a good teacher. So I don't really mind her boasting about it. Really, I don't mind. Okay no, I do mind her boasting. Like hello, mak... I am still new . I accompanied mum teaching her three students today. One of her students actually took up swimming to release stress. She was too depressed after a divorce and decided to learn swimming just to keep herself busy. Now, this is the type of peopl...

It's cooking cooking lesson time with mum again! (Like duh, what else to do at home besides learning and preparing yourself to become a housewife. Harus prepare!) Mum tought me something very very good today. There's this one magic item I should really really have. A PRESSURE COOKER! (The one at home looks a bit like this.) Like OMG, cooking has never been so easy! So so easy okay...! Put in onions, garlics, tomatoes, potatoes, meat. Tunggu sampai mendidih then you close the lid. Wait until water vapor was released from the small hole, then lower the temperature. Close the lid again. Wait for 12 minutes (depend on how big the meat chunks are) . Then you tutup api. Look out and wait until the red button turns white. Then you buka penutup. Buka api balik , then you add a little bit of salt and chillie sauce. Siap! There you got yourself a yummy yummy beef stew! So easy, man! Like, you don't have to wait until the meat and potatoes got betul-betul empuk... No worries! But.....

I told you before I've always wanted a swimmer's shoulder . MY SHOULDERS Aren't dainty. Or proportional to my hips. Some say they are like a man's. I say. Leave man out of it. They are mine. I made them. In a swimming pool. Then I went to yoga. And made my arms. I told my students on the very first class that we're going to learn the "breaststroke". One of my students asked... "Eh, ni style swimming yang besarkan dada tu eh?" "Er... Besarkan dada tu taklah, tapi memang dada jadi bidang nanti..." Okay okay, so "dada" here is actually your chest. Not the breast. ***You see, swimming make your muscles much more tonic so it actually gives you a firmer and better body posture. You tend to get a broader shoulder which actually gives the impression that you have a big breast. No, no, no... It's just that your chest has gotten broader. ***And... Breaststroke is famously known to train the breast and legs. So those who always walk...

Salam Maal Hijrah 1432! It's the Islamic new year again. Tomorrow would be 1 Muharram 1432 H. A fresh new year, a fresh new start! So, as usual, this calls for a new year resolution! Since it's an Islamic new year we're talking about, my resolution would be not to miss my prayers. I'll try my best! There's this one saying by an Ustaz, ' Selesaikan urusan kita dengan Allah, dan Allah akan tolong kita selesaikan urusan kita' Enough said. Have a great year everyone! Make sure you keep to your resolutions okay...

This swimming teacher is back with more stories! (Okay, now that is such a lame introduction. Ahahahh...) Earlier this morning, I received a new group of students. There were five of them between the ages of 24 to 35. One of them is asthmatic . Another one is aquaphobic . I didn't know the aquaphobic one has had a bad experience of nearly drowning in the first place. That was why I treated her like you know, normal adults who logically would be comfortable in the water as they are taller and therefore would not drown as you know, they are, taller and could stand comfortably. Unlike me, sometimes I have to stand on tip toes, terjengket-jengket . No wonder she was so stiff in the water. Pernah lemas rupanya~ So I spent more time with her. Patience is key. At times she couldn't do it, she would always apologize "Sorry sorry! Sorry Bash!" I told you I've learnt from my mistake. I never want to be the mean, evil teacher again. So I sai...

Alalaaa... So sweet, right? I went to my friends' graduation yesterday and I found this on the roads. It was already dirty and all, kena pijak-pijak, kena langgar-langgar... But I picked it up anyway. To put it in my blog. Because you see, it was such a sweet thing! Obviously someone's mother graduated and they decided to give her something special. If it was my mum's, she would certainly keep it. Yes, my mum actually keeps all those silly simple things we did as a child. As a small child, we tend to show our appreciation in various ways. As for me, I used to gave her handmade cards because it's cheaper. Hahah... I would lock myself in my room and get busy cutting here cutting there. Eheh. So cute. But nowadays, as I've grown a little bit older , things changed. I began to think of bigger things to give my mum. No more handmade cards, instead I wanted to give her a new car. (Such a big dream, I know!) The thing is, as I've grown older, I wanted to give my mum th...

1st December 2010 Okay. I just have to blog about this. As a reminder for myself and for other teachers out there. Because I feel like I'm losing myself. I'm starting to be the teacher that everyone hates. I feel bad. OMG. I am SO bad! Just now I taught 11 girls swimming. It was their second class and they still haven't mastered those three basic skills; floating, bubbling, gliding. And for some reason I became so stressed out that I turned into the teacher that me myself used to hate. I went, "Salah tu. Lagi sekali. Salah! Buat lagi sekali. Pergi sana, buat sepuluh." *Muka berkerut-kerut* "Ni salah ni! Sini sekejap. Dah tengok? Hah, buatlah!" I didn't realize my mistake until a senior lifeguard told me after class, "Muka nak kerek gila masa mengajar... Maki-maki student." (Okay okay, in case you didn't know what kerek is, in my definition it's actually having this bossy-hateful-arrogant expression on your face.) OMG OMG OMG... Ho...