menonton wayang...setelah sekian lama

minggu lepas, hari jumaat, aku mengajak suamiku tercinta menonton filem terbaik FFM22, 'Papadom'... yerler, nk tgk btui ker x beshnyer spt yg digembar-gemburkan n layak ker anugerah yg diterima. Bkn aper, kan biasernyer filem kuar kt wayang dlu baru dpt dicalonkan ke mana2 festival tp lain plak kesnyer ngan garapan Afdlin neh. Mmg konfius kalo skali pk... aper2 jerlaaa... Lgpon mmg aku ske ngan hasil kje Afdlin neh. Sempoi tp ciri2 moral n kemanusiaan tidak dilupa.
g beli tiket, dpt yg hanya 5 seat jeks dr depan. Bolehlaa dr tak der, aku mls nk g lg hari esok. Dlm hati terpk,'bole tahan gaks sambutan neh'. Time nk msk tuh crowded gakslaa kt dpn panggung. Biler msk, tepat spt jangkaan mmg seat sme penuh hatta smpai yg depan skali pon. i'm impressed!!
dr mula citer lagi dh mmg seisi panggung gelak tak hengat donia... paling menarik bagi aku, kemunculan Pete Teo, salah seorang dr manusia paling kreatif kt dunia neh tp humble giler, ahli 'geng' arwah YA. Aku teringat time mula2 'kenal' c Pete neh kt 'Latte@8', pengacara JLO yg sempoi juger. Biler JLO tnya naper cover album dier imej lelaki bertubuh bdn lengkap tp tak der kepala (rasanyer body c Pete), ngan tersipu2 tuan empunya bdn tuh ckp," tak hensem maaa...". Senang yor jwb eh; padahal aku rasa cover album tuh byk rahsia n perngertian yg tersirat serta sgt kreatif. Pete Teo neh gaks penerbit projek 15Malaysia. Aku rasa watak kt dlm 'Papadom' tuh pon menggambarkan sifat sebenar PT yg teror mengkomersialkan aper yg dipercayainyer... Paham ker korg neh? Mcm melopong jeks aku tgk membacernyer. kuikuikui....
hmmm, 'Papadom'... tgk tajuknyer memula aku pk, "naper papadom?. Citer pasai makan ker neh?...bla...bla...bla..." Tapi biler tgk nama watak utama baru tau...ehehehehhe... overally, mmg layaklaa citer neh dpt mcm2 anugerah tuh (aper menda kategori aku x pula amek tau...ahahaha). Bagi aku, citer yg brilliant adalah citer yg x perlu dialog or skrip yg berjela2 bak list nk g shopping kt Tesco (free promo) tp situasi or memek muka pelakonnyer yg menggambarkan jln criter yg sebenar. Kalo skrip pjg berjela tp penonton x phm2 buat aper kan? Buang masa jeks... Ciri2 ini ada pd 'Papadom' n aku puas hati...
lagi, watak.. Biler aku tgk nama Norkhiriah antara yg memegang watak utama, aku tersenyum sendiri. Akhirnyer kuar jugek minah di kt layar perak (even dh kuar b4 this dlm filem2 YA). Minah sorg neh mmg feberet aktres aku. X sesia g blaja kt ASWARA. Paling aku suker watak dier sbgai org istimewa dlm citer kt tv3 dlu, aper tuh? yg lagu dier 'seribu thn' dendangan Imran Ajmain... mmg menjadik giler, seolah2 dier tuh bkn Norkhiriah lagi tp Nomi (watak dlm criter tuh). Bagi jeks watak aper kt dier, mmg x mengecewakan. Lagi, watak Farid Kamil. B4 this watak dier mendatar jeks, jd lelaki macho x hengat yg langsung x mencbar kredibiliti seorang pelakon. Setakat berlagak macho aper susah kan? Tp kali neh tgk dier, uiiii.... mmg meluat seh!! tang geli meli sme pon ado... taniah FK, baru neh aku x malu mengaku anda seUITM ngan aku even lain fakulti(tp 1 fac ngan adik ipar aku, nk menunjuk juger neh)...ehehehheheh. Yg lelain, mcm Que Haidar tuh mmg x dinafikan dier mmg berbakat dr dlu lagi terutama jd jantan sengalll, mcm dlm citer 'Dunia Baru' n 'Takbir Terakhir'(btui ker tajuk neh?). Watak dier sbgai 'Wajib Tayang' mmglaaa kener...eheheh. syabar juger, QH.
HMMM, nk ckp aper lg? tetiba x der idea.... eheheheh... nnti laaa smpai aku updet lagi eks? tata...

Age

so many things in my mind but too lazy to write... just want to wish 'Happy Bday' to my hubby... Long live, my dear.... with bless from Allah....

The Feeling

There must be some special feeling while we go through each and every phase in our life.Being born, we must be thankful to our Creator that has created us with missions on this Earth. Growing old, with spouse and children to manage; is a tough job to do. Hence, we must put it all out and try our own best to fulfill the requirement.
After several years and a bad experience in saving for our asset (adding 's' later hopefully), we are ready to search for a new own house. The criteria: house with land even not that spacious, double storey, affordable, in Shah Alam and near to almost amenities. With my qualification of government loan, Treasury allows amount that is very impossible to get new house that we want here. So, we must opt for second hand house. After some times, through here; internet; which some people said 'wasting of time, money and energy', we found a house that fulfill the criteria. There it goes, with all the processes and procedures, we are on the last stage of getting the money so that we can stuffed our newly-old house with some furniture.
Last night, the seller(ex-owner) gave a key that we have waiting for such a long time (if i can say long). So we headed to the place. There we were.... the time when my husband open the door... Some feeling get into me... That made me thought deeply," My house... Finally.."...
Putting my feet in the house, love pouring non-stop from me to 'her'. 'She' is like my new born baby; that soothes me when i see 'her'. Felt like locking the door, go into master bedroom, turn on aircond, switch off the light and bid farewell to the night. I think most of us have this feeling upon getting new 'shelter'. The weather was nice (with help from the aircond i assume)and i was a bit surprise that i hardly heard any noise (except for my new neighbour's dog). I hope my 1st, good impression can be true or even better in the future. Heads spinning of searching idea for concept, interior designing bla bla bla.... but we must consider the most crucial thing; budget!!
I hope i can make some of my dream into reality. Home sweet home means a welcoming and comfortable house that invites the owner to count moments to come back from work and lie down on comfy sofa with beloved ones. Waiting for that....

P/S: Keep on saying to my hubby," Abah, we have our own house". A house that we earn from our sweaty, hard effort. Feel blessed and satisfied, ALHAMDULILLAH!!

When you are sleepy or not feeling well.....

It was already 1 week. My...my.... time flies very fast. There goes my holiday. Still have 1 week before continuing my job. Still have many papers to mark. 6 June 2009 was a time to go back to Shah Alam even though my family worked verryyy hard coaxing my husband to go back on Sunday.
11 am, we were still in PP. Traffic was okay, not so congested. We were following a black Toyota Avanza that moved very slow even it was a new one from its look. I was immersing myself into reading newspaper when suddenly my husband screamed," Allah... Allah..." for several time. Shocked, i put the paper now. Right in front of me, i saw that Avanza had 'landed' at the side of the road. Thanks Allah, there was only a drain not deep ravine. I asked my husband to pull over, as he was the only witness. The other cars from other side stop by to help. We jumped out of the car, leaving Imran alone and tried to open the Avanza's door. My attempt failed, then it worked when my husband give a hand. Upon opening the door, i felt sympathy for three little boys. One was crying but the other two remained calm even they have some injury. I get one of the boys, maybe the youngest. Blood was on his swelling forehead and from his nose and mouth. Maybe, from broken teeth. I tried to calm myself but while putting out my hand to get second boy from other helping hands, my hands were shaking like i am the one who involved in the accident. Just imagine if the accident was the worse than this one.
When all the victims were taken out of the car; some men suggested them to sit under shady trees. But the driver; father of the boys sat on the grass near his car. Suddenly, he was having concussion. The rest of the men were only watching; not knowing what to do. Then, the driver woke up and sat as nothing happened. I asked the driver and he said he was having pain on chest. I'm afraid that he had lung complication or heart complication. After calling the police, my husband said he wanted to continue the journey as it was already afternoon. Checking everything, we departured with hope that the nothing serious will happen to the driver and the family.
The wife's driver said that her husband might fell asleep. I also thought that the wife was sleeping as well when i saw her condition after getting out from the car. Falling asleep while driving happens to most of us; even my husband and myself. It is due to long journey and traffic congestion. Do we have some tips on how to overcome the two reasons? Traffic jammed, any solution for that?
Government's campaign on 'Berhenti seketika sekiranya mengantuk' should not be taken for granted. Do not think that you are strong and young enough to feel tired after a long drive. If you are not feeling well, continue your leave as it may save your life and your loved ones too. Remember, when you are sleepy or not well, do not drive.... i really mean it!!

Syurga Cinta

There are 3 types of love. First, love from demons. It means when boy falls for girl, they go on dates, holding hands, making out some romance etc until the girl got pregnant.
Secondly, love from genies.The boy falls for the girl but the girl hesitate to accept his love. So, the boy goes to shaman and put spell on the girl. Poofffffff!!! Out of expectation, the girl crazily can't sleep without thinking of the boy.Soon, they got married and only Allah knows what would happen after that.
Lastly, love from Allah. The boy and the girl fall in love at the first sight. When seeing each other for the first time, the soft feeling goes gently to their heart and it's undeniable.The boy takes next step of asking her hand for marriage and the girl accept with gratefulness to Allah.Both families are not having objection as the boy go through the steps which follows religion and custom.
The explanation of love through character of 'Atuk' in the movie (handled by experienced Hisyam Ahmad Tajudin)was so simple yet easy to be understood; especially by teenagers and not-so-high-minded thinkers (take me as an life example..;-) )seems to be so brilliant. Up to what i've remembered, this is the first MIG film that is made like that. The previous movies were just ordinary spending time during weekends.
Our teenagers nowadays feel that it's not 'cool' to stay and contribute to the country.They don't feel shame to take as much as they can from the country but refuse to give back.The responsibility was put on friends' shoulder.... to be cont

16 may 2009

first impression of 'poco2'?? not so good.... i thought it was so cheap and low class (how pessimist)dance. more over, most of the 'participants and dancers' are old skool ladies.so, it never bothers me since it was first introduced in 2-3 years ago in Msia. then, while waiting for my hair to be done, i heard again the song. nothing change. life and my narrow thought was still the same.
last month, while spending my time with the family, i heard a song. yes, kinda familiar. i saw a group of people, kids and adults, young and old, teenagers and men were dancing according to the music. since then, my thought on this dance change. the dance that have been prejudiced before becomes 1 of the way to keep sweating. the moves makes our heart pumps better and improves blood circulation. well, need to swallow back my arrogant thought and try this dance.
today, i got the chance to try it. but, it was only about 15 minutes and even worst, i still cannot understand and catch the moves. urhhhhhhh.... so pathetic!! thinking of joining 'poco2' in Anggerik Mall when i'm ready. realized that i seldom; i mean...very much seldom keep my heart pounds faster and more active. it's the time....
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while i was busy (really busy?) during my bro in-law's wedding last weekend, my hp doesn't stop vibrating and ringing of receiving messages. kinda mad. but when i press the button 'read' on the keypad, my 'hotty' feeling inside felt like been watering with ice. there were wishes of 'happy mother's day'...... i smiled all the way then.... that are some good feeling of being a mother; having 'a soccer team' of children or even only a child, the feeling and 'calling' name is still the same; mother. sometimes, you feel good when your children listen and obey you. also, you will feel tired, down and all negative feeling when your loved ones talk back to you; don't want to listen to you at all. the feeling is soooo deep that you think it's better for you not to have children at all. but, when you are at workplace, far apart from you children, you feel to hug your children so much; not letting them go. i believe all of thoughtful parents feel the same way...

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what do you want for teacher's day? your dream present from students? a scarf? a brooch? an original Tupperware container? a Farrero Roche? a bouquet of flower? what do want? my answer; obedient students are just enough. the students are proud to give their favourite teachers something. more expensive are batter as the teacher will love them more. it's their thought that lingers in their head. but, again i stressed that my best present would be students who don't even dare to let their eyes away from me when i'm explaining tips to write a summary. my best present that i'm waiting for is only an obedient students (the more, the better), that won't talk back to me, complaining of too much work and homework i give them; and questioning why they need to do those boring exercise. i'm longing for best present of obedient students that will follow all my instructions and take all their responsibilities for their betterment as well. does my luck is good enough this year to get that very precious present?

uncheck book

yesterday i took MC. after finishing particular works, so i decided to finish another work by taking MC. i need rest though. so, on thurs, i put all the unmark exercise books into car boot. a pile of if, from 4 classes i've been teaching. today, sat... i consume flu medication and end up feeling dizzy. tried to sleep but can't. so i ended up in front of the laptop...ahhahaha, thats typical excuse of not doing premier work rite? the dizzyness was just stopped. my attention sometimes moved to tv3's 'cerekarama', 'azan yg syahdu' ker apa the title. it's a good telemovie actually... a story of 'good and well-behaved' GRO. everyday when she finished her work, on the way back, she fancy to listen to azan-call of prayers. until one day, she met with a blind guy. and he was the guy who did the'azan' every dawn. it was so interesting how they met. complement each other. one of the dialogue that has big impact is," pakaian seseorang tidak mencerminkan peribadinya". how true is that? how many GRO that have the same feeling in this telemovie? there is but i think the case is not that much; that the GRO doesn't have other choice to get extra money, to take care of her mother and sister's college fee. not many people are willing to do such sacrifice...
hmmm, with that leaves my student's exercise book still unmark...huhuhhuhu