Mismatch dinner

Well, as mentioned before...we had the Pre-Graduation Dinner somewhat 10 days ago. Ni pun dah jenuh tunggu pics from various amateur photographers, tu yang basi sikit citer nih.

Anyway, some came with bold colours...some turned up in pyjama pants/slippers.


To those who wondered, this was what I wore.


Okay, kasi zoom out sikit... Disaster kan? Hahaha. Siap dengan make-up ala Alice in Wonderland!


Perasmian by Dr Roy. She didn't wear anything mismatch bcoz her name is already a mismatch, as what she said.

The event started with a Mismatch fashion show. Some of the catwalk models are in the pics...

Paling x boleh blah, yg nie..posing2..tau2 je snap gmbr sendiri. Hehehe

And I had to be the Miss Nice, bcoz I was seated next to the VVIP. Hehehe.


Yang ni part 4 kalo x silap. Yang juniors sgt tu, gambar ada dgn diorang. I lalu je sembang-sembang, terus ajak amik gmbr. So, next sem la baru boleh mintak gambar, when they are in my class.

Auww...this is so mismatch la, GG. Weh, Farid... ko ni dual band ker? Hahaha.

Ni apa kes nih Eton? Syafiq?

Imran & I tengah feeling berduet lagu Jangan Pisahkan...

Masa aku naik stage nih harus banyak mulut mengata aku! But I don't give a damn...diorang kan dah banyak pahala. Biar la buat dosa pulak!


Part 6 students menari dengan riang. Happening gitu!

And this cake was ordered from Mamapasha, bertemakan environment (maklumlah...Environmental Technologists punye event!). It was damn chocolatey! Nyum nyum!

It was for DrWan, whose birthday was coming in 3 days time.
The acoustic version of Happy birthday by Imran, Khaidir and the guitarists...Ex, Jeff & Shafuan.


My sis Naj, the alumnus who came to give a short talk.



Yours truly receiving the Lecturer Paling Vogue from Farid, the President. Oh that's just the award suka-suka.
For that evening, I was also crowned Lecturer Paling Mismatch.

Okay, kita kasi close-up sikit muka Farid...dengan my Alice-in-Wonderland makeup. Mekap sebelah lain, lipstick cinonet (tapi dah sememeh skit lepas makan).


And the award Lecturer Paling Tak Mismatch goes to Sarah!

Lecturer paling sporting is DrWan.

Okay, bila VVIP balik, I pun menggila bergambar bukan2 dengan students... pose dengan mulut ikan....

Yours truly, Faiz (the alumnus) and Eton caught cam-whoring.


Me and my duet partner, Imran who is also the best student.

Muka aku lagi...

The King was cool... Damn cool. Nyanyi lagu Ella pun boleh turun stage & naik balik sebab rupanya lirik tak abis lagi. Hahaha.

The Queen was Jane.

The leaders, Azhar the MPP, DrWan the boss & Farid the President.

The graduating students. Yang lain dah ca-alip-but... bcoz it was already late.

We had so much fun. In fact, twas amongst the best dinners we had.

Lepas abis semua, we went lepaking at mamak (Hakim) Sect7... with them.

Menjelang Hari Raya...

As sung by Mat Salleh (a.k.a Salleh Yaakub in Sinar.fm)

On the way Hari Raya
The end of fasting
Echoing takbir in the dusk
Celebrate Syawal arrive :P

Well, we went back to Penang for Raya since Friday... so we had ample time to do some more shopping and to break fast with the family.

The next day, we went out for iftar at Nur Ly Nun Restaurant with Acik's family. Then, came the time for the dessert. I insisted to try the donuts that people have been talking about, and we drove to Nash Donuts & Bakery in Bandar Perda (not Perdu ye, bang! hehehe)

The place was empty when we arrived. I believe it's bcoz nobody would break fast with donuts only. Apart from the donuts, it also had a small corner for buns and breads. I love the setting of the place, it was nice and so relaxing.

It was very hard for the rambang-mata me to choose the donuts, however I finally settled on half a dozen of donuts after questioning the staff which one is the favorites, which one has fillings (not only toppings), yada...yada...

...And here are the donuts that captured my attention. The one with almond flakes, durian, tiramisu, chocolate & custard, mango and peanut butter. Yummy yum!

Whether or not I'm a BIG fan of donuts, it's hard to tell. I just love sweet stuff. Once in a while, when I feel like eating cheesecake or anything fancy like that, I'll just go for it. So, it's kinda bias to ask me whether the donuts were really nice or just average.

Okay, enough about donuts.

The next day, Acik drove us to the Chowrasta Bazaar, the crowded place with various clothings and fabrics, to look for Adam's & Iman's baju raya. Unfortunately, there was nothing interesting... except that Acik felt like burning the shop where he bought kain pelikat for Abah, when he realized the stalls on the street sold the same material for much lower price. Hahaha.

Then, Iman buat perangai (again!). As usual, Acik would pretend to leave him there and ask him to stay where he's standing. Iman would constantly apologize, and cried... yet he would never move from the point he's standing (lawak la pulak!). These are the pix of the drama.

Hahaha... Kesian Iman... Lain kali, kalau buat lagi, Papa kurung dia dalam bilik ayaq. Mau dak?

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Once Along & Yone got home, the painting started. It's just the living area, as the time was so crucial.

An angle of the painter (who's busy painting the wall). Hehehe.


That Raya eve, Along cooked the kuah for the mi rebus and sup tulang. She mistakenly put the finely sliced sweet potatoes into the latter, as she thought they were carrots. Hahaha. Tak pasal-pasal ada keledek dlm sup dan kuah mi tak pekat-pekat jugak.


And when I snapped these pix, they already knew I'd put them in this blog. Hehehe. Ampun na, Along!

The International dress

Yesterday, the baju raya hunting continued. I was almost thwarted when the outfit of the fabric and design much to my liking were ridiculously expensive!

Later, I went back to the shop where I bought a pareo to mix & match (needed to change to another matching colour), I saw another outfit I like, with the right colour, of the right material, design and price! Hahaha! So, in no time, I had the clothing removed from the mannequin!

I am grateful that I could easily purchase clothing without having too try ‘em on. It saves time and energy (I need the calories to be my fats!)

Talking about figures, I wonder why some obese love to ‘display’ their fat thighs, flabby arms and pot belly by wearing tight jeans and baby tees? I’m not demoralizing the obese (well, some look cute! E.g: Mas).

But, hello…It’s yucky to show off fat slobs between the boobies and butts. It is acceptable if it shows ur beauty. But in this case, it only shows ur weaknesses (the ugly sides of U). I myself do have flaws, but why would I wanna reveal ‘em?

Okay..okay… enough said. Let’s talk about my childhood dress. Apart from a pink Punjabi suit with black polka-dots, I have baju antarabangsa (the International dress). Hihihi ;P How funny! Neither the design, nor the fabric is international, yet it was called so. Know why? None of my siblings know how did it actually got its name. Now, let me tell u.

Those days, I had very sharp memory and observation. I loved reading dictionaries (unfortunately, there was no spelling bee competition by then), memorize nursery rhymes and proverbs/idioms, drawing, etc.

From there, I realized the logo of Rothmans International. However, being a 4-year old (or so), I couldn’t really pick the line as advertised in the TV. I mean, I know exactly what it was and how it’s spelt… but I wasn’t sure of what it meant.

The ad went something like this… “……..ditaja oleh Rothmans Antarabangsa.”

Then, I got a dress with the designs of this Rothmans-look-alike logo all over the fabric. And I hated it so much that I addressed it at Baju Antarabangsa.

Gosh! Was I that observant? If so, where did the acute memory go? I could barely remember students’ names, especially the junior ones.

Raya sakan!

Only a few days are left before Syawal approaches. While strolling and hopping from one shopping complex to another, we saw a zakat counter. Ahhh..yes! This is the thing (one of) we have been looking for! Kang bz shopping, ada yang lupa tanggungjawab pulak!

Allah says,

"Take from their wealth a sadaqah in order to purify them and sanctify them with it, and invoke Allah for them. Verily! Your invocations are a source of security for them".

[9:103]

Zakat is

• A transfer of posessions and not a favor or a gift, given by the owner to those who deserve it, in accordance with the Qur'an and the Sunnah.
• Considered In a Specified Portion of the wealth, determined according to specific principles.
• Not due on all types of wealth there are certain conditions that should be fulfilled in order not to pay zakat on one's wealth.
• Due on wealth that has fulfilled the nisab (limit of exemption or minimum amount of one's holding that is liable to zakat).
• Moneys collected that is disposed of in a specific way, to specific persons.
• Zakat is also purification from greed purification from greed, envy and greed.
• It serves to help the weak. It improves an individual's social spirit.
• It cleanses sins.
• It spreads tranquility and peace.
• It improves one's personality.
• It brings about love.
• It purifies wealth.
• It is a test from allah to his servants.
• It motivates hard work.

This year, (for the 2nd time) Sham paid for 3 people in the family. Last year, he shared with me about the pride he felt for paying the zakat.
Not riya' that he paid the small amount... but it's more on the fatherly and husbandly feeling that touched his heart most, for now he has two persons under his responsibility.

Oh yeah...baju raya hunting has only started for me. I thought it's okay to put it up till the last few days of Ramadhan, unfortunately not! Prices for one suit of 'baju kurung' for women could range from as cheap as RM39 up to hundreds.

Went to Jalan TAR/Masjid India- the most happening place for baju raya, tudung raya, kuih raya, bunga raya... eh, I mean...the flowers to be arranged in the vase.

I almost forgot what it was like joining in the mad shopping rush a few days before raya. It was crazy! But I believe it must be crazier by early next week, when they will just agree to any price just to let go off the things they sell.

After doing some shopping, I could see Sham pouting. He wasn't happy bcoz we didn't manage to find the baju raya I wanted (the combination of good colour, material, fashion & price) that we changed the plan and opt to other colours. Yet still I couldn't get two matching outfits, instead, we bought other things.

After iftar, the search continued and I bought another kebaya that suit Sham's baju Melayu. Yay! (Susah-susah je pegi jauh, yang dekat jugak aku beli)

As I fidgeted in front of the mirror around Sham, I danced and sang…

Mehndi laga ke rakna, doli saja ke rakna
Mehndi laga ke rakna, doli saja ke rakna

And my hubby who was busy inserting duit raya in the envelopes said... “Amboi! Notty ni."

Hmm…apparently, I failed to impress him or, at least to make him move an inch. Saja je nak kacau!

So, this time, with the long shawl... another song came out…
Bole chudiyan, bole kangana

Haay main ho gayi, teri saajna

This time, he said “Ni apa kena Sayang Abang ni? (What’s with u, dear?)”

Hahaha! At last… I managed to divert his attention >:)

Hmmm… I really like the baju raya I just bought. Without the outer top blouse, I could pretend to be Radin Ajeng Retno Putri Dumilah look alike. Wah! Very the perasan!

Cinta ini hakikatnya...

aku serahkan jiwa dan ragaku...

Ahhh... me & my Puteri Gunung Ledang obsession.

With a grin, Sham said… “Ni apa pulak ni? (What is it this time?)”

Konon-konon sulking, I made a forlorn look… siap ada soundtrack lagi...

Yeh hai tere karam, kabhi khushi kabhi gham
Na judaa honge hum, kabhi khushi kabhi gham

Sham just shook his head, yet still smiling he said “Don’t u wanna hear something that cut off ur excitement?”

“What is it?”

“Our little darling is asleep and neglected outside there (in the living room)”.

Hahaha. Now only he could see my true colours! Baru dia tau bini dia gila merapu macam ni. Of course la...

Raya last year, he didn’t have the chance to see me trying on baju raya excitedly bcoz I was on confinement. So, the gedik-ish in me were safely sealed :P

Raya 2006 - we were not yet married, so the fun was limited

Raya 2005 - we were just about to start the relationship, or to be exact…I was just starting to mengurat him. Hahaha.

Anyway, when we were small, Abah & Mak would take us all (Along, Acik & me) to Penang to buy the fabrics. That was if we were lucky. Sometimes, Mak would simply picked whatever ‘nice’ to her eyes but not to us (to me, at least). Her taste is obviously not in my list.

Until I was 14, I remember burning a hole in the sarung of my new baju kurung I detested while ironing it. Tunjuk protes la konon. Ambikkkk!!!!

I don’t like waiting for Mak at Kedai Bai (in Bazaar Chowrasta) as Mak would exercise her skills in haggling for hours and the place was so narrow you’d actually be doing dirty dancing to get from one place to another.

I tell U, Mak is really great at bargaining. Sometimes, I think not only that the sellers don’t get any profit, but they even lose! Pity them :P

Lucky me, at least I don’t get fabrics for the baju kurung from the same bale of material!!! Macam boria! Yone & Ina were the victims, as they were just a year apart. Hahaha.