18 March 2015

Hot Air Balloon Festivals.

The reason why I hate posting posts and photos on social media is because my phone camera is sooooooooooooo annoying. 

I was taking picture on a sunny, bright day but when I *snap *snap the picture turns out to be like I was in a cloudy and hazy day.
So. Frustrating.

I suffer in that situation for 2 years I supposed, but finally hehe my passion to photos is back with a new phone and better camera of course.  My first picture taken with the new phone is pictures of Hot Air Balloon Festivals, Putrajaya. 

"Ada Hot Air Balloon lah kat Putrajaya hujung minggu ni, I never see hot air balloon in my whole life," I said to Esity when he called me last week. 

I know he was thinking duhh of course, it's not that you live in California to see hot air balloon everyday. But kind him replied to me;

"Really? Do you wanna go there?"

"No lah. I just telling, I only have a glance on the poster. Its appear on my facebook's timeline. Not really interesting."

"Ouh I just thought of bringing you there on Sunday."

"On Sunday really? If so, we need to go earlier, there's a lot of fun activities there! There even have food and vendor festivals and we need to stay until late evening to see the balloon."

"But just now you say..."

"Ish tak baik mengungkit ni.."  

Do you really think I only look at the poster? Well, there's a link to their official website written there, I accidentally clicked it. Haha.  
So here we are on Sunday! Yeay!







Waaahhh balloons everywhere!

There even a place for picnic; to watch the scenery of the lake and the balloons.


and here we are enjoying the food festivals so much! There were so many pelik-pelik foods that we wish to eat all of them!



Well spend Sunday ;)

11 March 2015

Value.

I was in the middle of a meeting when suddenly I received a text message from Esity,

"Hi awak, I just arrived home."

"Oh hi, welcome back. How was your day?"

"A lil bit tired, I had 4 hour classes to attend today." 

Today is his first day being hired as an English lecturer in a private college. And if you ever wonder what happened between us in the past year, well we still at that same level of unclassified relationship without any new progression.

We still make jokes of each other, fight like a small child, arguing on silly things, stole each others foods, competing on who lose more weight, and laughing loud like no one's watching.

After all I am still happy having a companion like him to support me whenever I fall and remind me on good things so that I am still walking on a right path.

And life wasn't called life; if everyday is a sunny day. Esity send me a picture of this and I start to read the article with a cloudy eyes.


Yes, we just faced a lost of our schoolmates, Faez that I would say it happened in a blink of eyes.

To be true, I wasn't really closed to him during school time even his class is next to mine. He do visit my house 1 or 2 times during Eid and I had met him several times after school days. And Faez actually was just been transferred to my campus last semester, that makes me happy to have two school friends here; familiar faces sometimes make you feel secured right.

But to face a lost of someone you know that even far apart in virtual life but closed to your heart is a grief. I was driving home when I heard about his lost and I straight away drove to hospital. Looking at his relatives just make my heart gloom. It just so mournful, even your eyes is witnessing but your brain can't really interpret that he was no longer here with us.

Faez is a good guy back then, and his lost make me realize, life is short. 
Valued everything you have before Allah taken them back.

Yesterday was a special day for my special someone. He too was placed at the same world as Faez.
If you are reading this, please help me recite Al-Fatihah for my lost and for your lost too. 

May they were placed among the righteous.
Al-Fatihah. 

10 March 2015

To live is to choose.

I had received an overwhelmed congratulations from all friends and families. Even until now, I can't believe I may go this far. I mean, I'm not even dream it to turn out like this the moment I decided to take the front lead. After all , yes I agree. Good things comes good in return.
Alhamdullillah.

My past life was just so suck that it makes peoples who have memories of me only fill up their mind with hatred, despair and disappointment. But, I believe everyone have their bottom moment of life. And to think of it positively, that's what build me up now.

I remember a word of wisdom that captured my heart in one of the Herbalife training I went to not long time ago. The speaker said;
"Life is between B and D. Born and Death. But in the middle there are a letter C. Its the Choice." 

I've learned that who doesn't look for you doesn't miss you.
Who doesn't miss you, doesn't care for you.
You can't have everything in life. Obviously, choice is what left for you. Even its true that destiny determines who enters your life, but you choose who will stays.

 The truth is making decision only hurts once but being indecision hurts every time you remember it.

So, to live is to choose.
Choose to give up or choose to stand  and rise.
Choose to fail or choose to be successful.
Choose to live an ordinary life or choose to live an outstanding days.
Choose to make people proud or choose to make people forget.
Choose to love, or choose to leave.  

There are three things in life that leave and never return; 
WORD. TIME. OPPORTUNITY.
Therefore, value people who value you, and don't treat as a priority whoever treats you as an option.
After all, the choice is in your hand.


and I choose to be happy. behind those eye bag! haha

9 March 2015

Comeback.

Hi. Err hi. Its been a while. I mean A YEAR.
*swipe the spider web, blow the dust fuhh fuhh

My last post was about the biggest local event of Herbalife Spectacular in 2014 and I already went to Spectacular 2015 last January. I sure will blog about it some other time. You can expect that there will be lot of throwback post coming up after this because a year that I left empty was a very compact year, not even a day left with empty memories.  

The reason from my comeback is; I am no longer a President to PPPCK! Oh Lord, thank you finally I can breath. You may search through the post on my old rack searching for the point of why I postponed blogging.

After all, the president's path wasn't as easy as anyone can imagine. The moment I decided I'll walked on the path, I hate to tell you it wasn't a red carpet like what you think of. I believe, being a president wasn't a position but a responsible to hold for.

My intention is just to continue building up the legacy of the past leaders. If you know PPPCK, the association was just as ugly as its name. 
Hahaha XD

very unfamiliar.
 hard to pronounce.
not a glaring name to be commercialize.

However, for these past few years, I may say starting from the time I came in, haha jokes! the association start to build up names not just in faculty levels, or university level, we are building it up to the international level. Just to make occupational therapy profession somewhat to be well-known.

Seeing people clueless when I say I am an occupational therapist, looking wrinkles on their forehead even so they nod their head really really make me sick and disappointed! And I decided to take it as a responsibilities to hold onto.

Of course I don't have money to make ads and put in on tv or radio saying; " not able to return to work after accident? Don't worry OT can help you." 
I'm not even a minister's wife that my face can come out on parliament and yelled OT is the best, we need to hire more OT because they can make impossible things  become possible with their adaptation!
Not even a singer who could sing on stage with all the lights and cameras singing lalala OT understand your child, they are not as nakal as you think, they just hypersensitive.
Ok such song doesn't exist.

So, we need another way to commercialize. And this job is not  just one person responsibilities. It requires everyone commitment, dedication and passion. A lot to sacrifices; time, sometime class (I know I'd burdened my classmates a lot), sometime meals (thanks God I have a 3 mins shake that make me slimmer despite my busy schedules), money (ikhlas Mar, ikhlas *sobs), Herbalife (poor clients, I'm sorry) and so, blogging time. Teeheee. 

But I have a strong believe when you plant a seed, water it, take care of it, pour it with hope, success and love, it will come back to you in abundance. That's the law of nature.


Dean's award and a token of recognition for organizing a high impact program in university level.


I never imagine that I can go this far, not even in my wildest dream.






and in case if you are asking what do I get when I did all these?
I would say.
Just SATISFACTION.

at least I know, I'm doing something extraordinary in my life and I'm not living a same day everyday. That's how I valued life.


Alhamdulilah, thank you Allah for the delightful year of 2014.