universal studio singapore

hmmm...at last sampai jugak kami sekeluarga ke sini..tapi mak aih....ramainya orang bersusun..kata hubbyku yang dah pergi ke universal studio US ( kami belum lagi...:-() sama je ramainya orang ngan kat sana. kebetulan time kami pegi tu firstday cuti sekolah , semua tengah peghak nak bercuti.... kami beli tiket online so masa nak beli tiket tak dela kena beratur sangat...tiket untuk kami sefamily ( 2 adults and 3 kids ), baby tak kira ... ialah sing 300, masa tu exchange ialah 1 sing = myr2.5... kalau convert duit kita jadi 750 la... tapi the trip worth the money. kalau hari biasa tiket untuk adult ialah S 64, kalau weekend jadi S74.

hoh..masuk masuk terserempak ngan Marilyn monroe kat hollywood walk..tapi tak sempat nak tegur... lagipun malasla nak tegur nampak dia sibuk sangat bergambar sana sini...lepas tu nampak encik shrek...anak2ku punya la excited... tengah2 excited nampak shrek tiba2 encik frankestein muncul... lintang pukang lari bebudak tu. destinasi pertama kami : Far Far Away. nampak je dekat depan mata tapi memang far2 away la.... 40 minit beratur berlingkar2 macam pagar sesat kat depan istana Loard Farquard( betul ke eja nama ni?... kang kena murka pulak) kat duloc. terngiang2 lagu "Welcome tu Duloc such a perfect place " masa beratur tuh... panas beb... tapi baby cam ok je.. babanya yang penat dukung dia... dia cool je...masuk2 je kat dalam castle tu tetiba dengar guards or usher USS menjerit dengan kuatnya ..ingatkan apa..rupanya ada segerombolan makhluk tak sekolah yang potong q. ish..ish...aku tak paham betul dengan bangsa2 cam ni... orang ngan baby pun beratur cam biasa diorang yang cergas yang sihat walafiat muda2 semua tu lagi tak boleh nak beratur..selepas kena tengking dan marah depan orang ramai( padan muka diorang) akhirnya diaorang terpaksa beratur semula dari belakang . Bak kata the usher : ALL THE WAY BACK... huh puah hati...baru korang tau... harap2 bukan orang Malaysia... buat malu jer.. nampak cam bukan..nampak cam orang yang kalah bolasepak hari tu... hhuhhuh...moral of the story : DONT MESS with the Q

dalam far2 away kami tengok movie shrek 4D.Its really fun tapi lebih fun kalau duduk atas kerusi biasa sebab ada impact masa the carriage terbalik and bergerak laju tetapi memandangkan baba pegang baby kami duduk kat stationary seat . Seat ni tak bergoyang..yang lain pun nak ikut aku jugak ..pehal budak2 ni... pastu komplen2 tak best cam orang lain...( budak2 ..mesti nak duduk ngan mak jugak).yang bestnya show ni... boleh rasa donkey tu bersin terpercik kat kita... creepy giler masa kat graveyard tu rasa labah2 kena kaki kita... tak mo citer lebih2 la ... nanti korang pergi sendiri ye....then kuar kami tengok donkey life show ...quite fun...lepas tu bebudak dah lapar..check2 goldilock cafe tu halal..so kami belasah makan kat situ la...nak solat ,takde dedicated surau. so kami ambik wuduk kat toilet yang dekat ngan hollywood walk tu(ada satu yang ada air) then solat kat dalam loby yang dalam baby room tu (lupa lak nama dia apa)

lepas solat

Beris Lake Vineyard (Ladang anggur Tasik Beris)

Yesterday, we have spent time travelling up to Sik kedah to The Tasik Beris Vineyard. Here's some picture there. The story will come up soon when i have time...(**teethy smile**)
the vineyard is located in district of SIK in Kedah. more info at: Beris vineyardThe grapes was damn sweet and fresh. I think this is the most delicious grapes i've ever eat in my entire life ( hohoho....am i exagerating?). the young hand is also eager to grab the grapes. She ate a lot..she's the one who finished it.

Date to pick the grapes? hehehe...quite effective reminder

puding kastard laici

i just got this simple recipe from a fren. just try it out this morning for breakfast: you need
1. 1 can of evaporated milk ( any brand will do but i use ideal)
2. i can of lychee with the syrup,i cut the fruit into smaller pieces
3. 5 table spoon of custard flour( i used lady's choice)
4. 3 table spoon of swetened creamer ( i use teapot brand)

mix everyting in a bowl until all the flour dissolve.Heat it slowly until it is thickened.pour it in any mold , i use round cake tin, let it cold and cut it.

rain and thunder

plan B
I had this plan b roughly drafted in my mind since long long time ago. if someday mylife will turn upside down, if whatever i had plan in my plan A never turn as it should be i will work put on my plan B. Yep...it's good to have this plan B. At least if something wrong happens, i will not turn into depression state or losing my ways( hopefully). What worries me now is i keep on thinking about this plan B more and more lately. Last time i will think about this plan only when i was sad..dishearted or dissapointed but now looks like i keep on thinking about this everyday for the past few weeks...what had happened to me?

this is my plan B:
1. I m gonna drop everything that i hold, my position, my carier everything lah..except my kids
2. I m gonna sell everything i owned , my house , my car... my whatever i have at that time lah..
3. 1 m gonna run away from the place i lived.
4. i m gonna fork out every cents that i have in my accounts.
5. I m gonna buy a piece of land at a cold and high land.. ( no matter where)
6. I m gonna open a flower nursery and grow lots lots of flowers
7. i m gonna run a simple and quite life while raising up my kids
8. i m gonna take care of my parents and live together with them
9. i m gonna bring myself closer to my Creator and live a life till the day i die....

sayang itu untuk dirasai bukan sekadar ucapan... kalau sudah susah untuk dirasai lagi..mungkinkah maknanya ia sudah tiada?

stuck

some of the thing in life..just like a nightmare will keep hunting you no matter how much you feel you have been recover from... some of the dream( or nightmare)will just come and go as it like anytime it like no matter how much we ignore it... it just will come... and go

Asam pedas tumis

Its has been a while since last time i share my way recipe with u guys..yesterday i made an asam pedas ikan patin that turned out great... lagi sedap dari yang pernah i buat...hehehe... but actually i've left out 2 things that should be in asam pedas, the lemon grass and fresh turmeric ( kunyit hidup). Still it taste great... so dont worry it you dont have those 2 , you can still make a good asam pedas.

here is the original recipe for asam pedas ( my own) so i dont have a accurate measurement ( agak2 je)

1. a few potong of ikan , any of your like... ikan patin, ikan pari, ikan nyot nyot, ikan terubuk...all will do.
2. shallots and garlic..shallots should be more that garlics... dont put to many garlics.
3. Asam pedas essentials of fresh turmeric, lemon grass(serai), daun kesum( i use alot cause it eat the daun kesum... sedap),cili kering or serbuk cili any will do, tarmarind jus or air asam jawa and a lil bit of belacan if you like it.

how? shallots, garlics, serai, turmeric and chilies - finely pounded. heat the pan, pour cooking oil and fry the belacan first, then tumis all the pounded stuff until naik baunya... hehehe... then masukkan air asam jawa and daun kesum. bring it to boil.perisakan with garam and gula, then masukkan ikan , masak hingga ikan masak la...done

class of life?

 

Last weekend we when for a family day cum raya open house organize by my hubby’s company. there i met somebody that what i called full of class. The way she talk is something that cannot met my humble style…like we are talking a different language.. yaaa… she’s a country director for the company, but i have met a few of her type previously in my life..(hehehe… i’ve live long enough..) but never i feel awkward and down to earth when i spoke to them. But this one is totally different. may be its unintended but… yup… i felt pity for her… it must be tough  for her to mix around with people from lower class…gulp… class?…rank? kasta? do we still have it in our society? hmmm… no matter how much we deny it… it’s still there..

then my hubby come and asked me why i did not talk much with her… i said the language is different and i prefer to talk to somebody that speak the same language..at that time i was having a conversation with one of my hubby’s  colleague’s  wife. she said… why ? both of you should talk the same language… both of you from manufacturing field… ye… but different position… i reply…

 

it reminds me to a question from somebody at my workplace to one of the engineer… kak **** tu cuma kawan dengan orang kelas dia je ke?  the engineer reply: mana ada kak **** tu very humble… tengok la kan kan dia kawan dengan saya… saya bukannya kelas dia pun… than the engineer said to me…now u know how people see you… hmmm…what people dont know is..i was always mistaken to a manufacturing operator by many people who dont know who i am…

 

got class or no class one shpuld always remember that : Apa yang penting disisi Allah adalah iman dan takwa…that’s what will determine our class in Allah’s perspective…

hmphhh...

"tak banyak yang mama mintak..cuma dengar la apa yang mama cakap" this is what i said to my eldest daughter this morning. Looking at her, eventhough she is not that bad... i feel i have failed. she is not a not good kid.. she obey me... or at least she tried to.. but sometime dunno whether my expectation is so high or how... i always feel that she failed me...

absence make heart grows fonder...

No, it never works for me... infact absence will only make heart grows tender, softer, blacken and eventually rotten... hehehe...

absence make hearts grows fonder... it always reminds me to one point in my life where i have to deal with absence in the most torturing ways ever. a week after my 15th birthday i've met with a boy to whom i thought will be my soulmate and will spend the rest of my life with him. I was so confident that he was the one until we were tested by a long distance relationship."balas la surat ni kalau tak sibuk" (20 years back sms and email , skype n facebook and whatsoever was not an option) i always end my letter to him this way...sound lame eh? .. like reply or not reply was okay.. i am your second priority and you can choose not to reply if you have some other things to do.. reply only if you have nothing to do... but the fact was more severe than that. I will spend my lecture lunch break , rushing back to the hostel TV room, a place where the letter were kept at the hostel...searching for my letter which was hardly be there everyday without fail.And after that, with the teary eyes, i would retreat myself at the back of the TV room building where nobody can find me, cried my heart out...a tortured long-distance relationship with his letter visited me one or 2 times in every quarter..dating not more than 5 times a year...and the rest of the time apart from that was just me , missing and guessing what he was doing everyday, was he sick or well, was he missed me ask much as i missed him..after 5 torturing years...i quit. The choice i ve made without turning back regardless of begging and promises to change... so that's it. I am the one of many who will turn a long distance relationship into a mere failure.. that's proven..

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I really miss my significant half... encik datu mohd rithauddeen..cepatlah balik...another 58 days to go...