tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449272547128439852024-02-19T10:09:37.215-08:00emma demairaemma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-36791378131193288912010-10-17T06:38:00.000-07:002010-10-17T07:16:41.163-07:00Selamat ulangtahun yang ke 53..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJMBBTFx85GLwYwB2MwoZpH8EFAPLAlzp3tPR2_qrr90rd00vBm8I6p8jeIOWnkpAqafwwjzu_GGquTvUI6o2xzX3H0C6r13ZD1JQEOX1xFDtNjgOmQmRHs7kb77vh68fA_AvwfwqHhBO/s1600/DSC_1070.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJMBBTFx85GLwYwB2MwoZpH8EFAPLAlzp3tPR2_qrr90rd00vBm8I6p8jeIOWnkpAqafwwjzu_GGquTvUI6o2xzX3H0C6r13ZD1JQEOX1xFDtNjgOmQmRHs7kb77vh68fA_AvwfwqHhBO/s320/DSC_1070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529018139714267154" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Ni entry baru after five months of resting...entahlah dah tak de mood untuk menulis di blog la ni...mungkin sibuk dengan segala urusan sekolah yang tak pena putus-putus..Alhamdullillah setelah pelajar habis PMR adalah sedikit masa untuk posting entry baru..ni pun hanya nak wish my other half happy bufday....pas ni kembali sibuk ngan marking PMR papers again...what a busy life for me as a teacher and also a mum and also a wife and also a good friend to my hubby as well....<br /><br />Okey la my darling hubby..i juz want to wish Selamat Ulangtahun yang ke 53 pada 7 oktober lalu..dah tua rupanya my pillow mate ni..tak sangka juga kita dah hidup bersama selama 21 tahun..daripada gila-gila remaja dan la ni kita dah pun menghampiri senja namun hidup dengan you memang bahgia..kalau gaduh2 pun tak lame ..kalau kecik2 hati tu memang biase..kalau merajuk2 tu adat rumahtangge..<br /><br />Hadiah pun kali ni i tak tahu nak bagi ape....kalau card birthday tu i ingat dah berpuluh dah..i never miss a single birthday wish without a card for you rite..macam tradisi family kita kan..kalau tak de card nanti u merajuk pulak..CD love songs pun i dah banyak beri as a gift for your birthday...Broery Marantika, Jamal Abdillah, Saleem,Hattan,Mawi, Zamani, Spring semua i dah belikan untuk you..tahun ni i ingat i bagi sumthing different la ye...i nak belikan CD Ceramah Ustaz Daud Che Ngah tentang Rukun Islam kelima pulak..Kita kan dah senja pun, mana tahu dah sampai seru untuk kita ke Tanah Suci tahun depan...i tahu you mesti suka punya hehehe ..( I guess so !)<br /><br />Jangan marah darling.. i gurau je..(olok2 sambil benar tau!)..Being a libra as ur horroscope you memang seorang yang sangat simple..selalu rasional,suka buat lawak ..(sampai anak you pun mengikut kuat lawak you).., tak susah sebenarnya nak memahami orang libra ni..buat keputusan selalu betul, rasional dan tak mudah melatah,jarang panik, sentiasa berfikiran terbuka..so not many negative points yang i nak describe about you.....<br /><br />So..to my old rascal...happy birthday..walaupun dah 53 tahun tapi you masih macam 35 tahun lagi..awet muda kan..hehehe!Jangan perasan ok..i nampak hidung you dah kembang2 kempis tapi itulah kenyataannya..kecik hati i you..ramai yang kata i lebih tua dari you sedangkan beza umur kita hampir lapan tahun..huhu!emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-64117770348798213432010-05-25T08:23:00.000-07:002010-05-25T09:01:33.384-07:00Happy Anniversary Darling...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnboOcZ4h6PwrHEIg88XYpoXL2yDRQVlP247xw8H29QqSCZ5ChNmCWfBJMZXCwmiPDlZpJ57T1mGChew5cgkptnu8eKPvSSCV7BkZPxkdPASHSA8jYv7I4yL3vppJvxY7XPhh36p8oUpku/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnboOcZ4h6PwrHEIg88XYpoXL2yDRQVlP247xw8H29QqSCZ5ChNmCWfBJMZXCwmiPDlZpJ57T1mGChew5cgkptnu8eKPvSSCV7BkZPxkdPASHSA8jYv7I4yL3vppJvxY7XPhh36p8oUpku/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475237384334967122" /></a><br /><br /> Tarikh: 21 May 1989 / Sunday<br /><br /><br /><br /> 21st May 2010 genap my wedding anniversary yang ke 21 tahun..Signifikan kan 21/5 genap 21 tahun...tahun ni sambutan agak gempak sikit lah..banyak dapat wish dari fb frenzs, ex students, family and others.My old rascal ni macam biasa bila ditanya apa perasaan you kita sambut 21 tahun wedding anniversary ni? jawabnya mudah je..Betol ke i dah kahwin ngan you 21 tahun..macam baru tahun lepas je kita kahwin...orang lelaki cam tu lah bukan serious pun dengan important dates ni..i pun tak amik pot sebab dah perangai dia camtu kan..i dah lali dah sebab dah 21 tahun i kahwin ngan dia..<br /><br /> Hadiah? sampai la ni i tak pilih2 lagi..my hubby kata ..pilih ajelah ape you nak nanti i bayar..i pun tak tahu nak ape? nak gi habib jewel ke..handbag ke..tv plasma flat screen boleh..ha..ha terbeliak bijik mata orang tua tu..belom tau apa yang berkenan di hati..nanti kalau jalan2 keluar ada yang berkenan i grab ajelah...sutera crepe pun cantik kalau pakai sedondon ngan dia...mungkin itu yang berkenan....... tengoklah nanti...<br /><br /> I pun rasa bangga gak lah dah berkahwin 21 tahun ni..satu tempuh yang panjang..masih teringat masa mula2 kahwin dulu..masing2 gaji kecik lagi..i masih lagi di college tahun akhir...dah menikah sebab takut kena posting jauh di sabah and sarawak..mula2 kahwin pakai kapcai aje..kumpul duit baru dapat pakai honda civic second hand...tu lah kete pertama..and then after 4 tahun service i dah buat full time kat UPM..belanje semuanye my old rascal ni yang sponsor..dia kena jaga anak kat umah..i dengan life di university...dia mengeluh pun tidak..bagi support nombor satu..ape i nak semua dapat..kesian kat dia..i belajar dia kena ikat perut..sebab tu bila i tamat belajar i nak dia pakai jubah and scroll untuk amik gambar..tapi dia kata kat i ..you pakai sudahlah..i tumpang gembira and support dari belakang...meleleh air mata i dan dia...sayang sangat kat my old rascal ni.......<br /><br /> Walaupun dah kahwin 21 tahun anak i tetap satu aje..kesian kat my hubby..tapi nak buat camne..rezeki itu lah satu..dua kali i miscarriage..kami sama2 menangis bila dapat tau baby tak dapat diselamatkan..i bukan ape..kesian kat suami..nak sangat anak lelaki tapi i tak dapat nak beri..pena kami cuba nak amik anak angkat ..dah dapat pun tapi dia pulak tak mo..dia tak biasa nak memulakan balik routine macam dulu2...dah tua agaknye..<br /><br /> Walaupun berdua atau bertiga dengan anak i..my hubby tetap layan kami samarata..i tetap dilebihkan sebab dia kata i jantung hati dia dan my girl permata hati dia..so kami dapat kasih sayang yang melimpah ruah dari lelaki kesayangan kami.........<br /><br /> Untuk lelaki kesayangan ku BAHARUDIN BIN ISMAIL, selamat ulangtahun perkahwinan kita yang ke 21..Semuga hari2 yang mendatang akan memakmurkan hidup kita..serta meurahkan rezeki kita. Terima kasih kerana setia menjadi teman i masa susah dan senang, sedih dan gembira, suka dan duka..dulu, kini dan selama2nya..muga jodoh kita sehingga ke akhir hayat. AMIN..emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-42516399577204046212010-05-03T00:37:00.000-07:002010-05-03T01:52:00.736-07:00Lambaian Kuching...Kuching memang antara destinasi yang kami ingin sangat nak pegi..Me and hubby saje2 gatal tangan cari laman web Air Asia and surf samada ada offer murah-murah untuk ke sana. Tup-tup memang adapun...Pergi RM39 and balik harga biasa aje...so kira punya kira punya kira all in jadi RM160..Alright jugak...booking 3 seats coz my daughter nak join skali..mana boleh tinggal dia ni..Tapikan itu cerita tahun lepas bulan september 2009..kami dah booked siap-siap dan lupakan ajelah kisah tu ek...<br /><br />Bila masuk 2010 ,bulan April pun menjelma..baru teringat tentang trip ke Kuching ni..Banyaknya dugaan yang mendatang untuk menjadikan trip ni satu realiti..Tarikh yang kami dah pilih tu iaitu 23/4/2010 - 26/4/2010 merupakan hari jumaat - isnin. Kebetulan 24 hb ada sekolah ganti untuk sek2 selangor..alamak camane ni..masa kami book dulu mane ade sekolah ganti ni..ape cer? Kami mohon CRK pulak..tak lulus untuk tiga hari berturut2..macamana nak buat. Flight kami exactly kol 1.50 tghari..Anak i pulak baru dapat jadual exam untuk sem 2 dia and ada paper Malaysian studies pada 24/4 jugak....Haru biru jugaklah hidup waktu2 camni..<br /><br />Anak i kate takpe..exam lebih penting..so settle satu..dia tak mo pegi and ticket burn lah...nasib badan..CRK pulak jadi masalah..Ok tak pe..friday kami datang sekolah sampai rehat and mintak balik awal..Nampak semakin cerah impian kami..Kami amik dua hari aje..settle problem..<br /><br />Finally...sampai jugak kami ke Kuching..it's sort of honeymoon untuk kami coz anak dah tak jadi pegi...Kami menginap di Dormani Hotel..thumbs up! memang cantik dan senang mencari makanan yang halal..walaupun agak jauh dari waterfront tapi kami makan ayam penyet hampir setiap ketika..depan hotel ada restoren ayam penyet , belakang pun ade, kiri kanan pun ade...tak masalah langsung tentang makan..Kalau larat boleh jalan kaki aje ke waterfront atau hari ahad belakang hotel ade pasar satok..belimbing api, buah keranji masam atau manis , ikan terubuk masin, udang galah, pakis dan entah ape2 lagi..semuanya ada..<br /><br />First day di Kuching , kami sewa van ke Serikin. tak jauh dari Kuching cuma 45 minit aje..mak oii tempat ni amat panas and you know la..orang lelaki mane gemar tempat ni..My hubby bermandikan peluh macam nak meletop ..panasnye and kalau i nak describe macam pekan cowboy aje..sempadan Kalimantan oo..dah dekat Indonesia..kastam post memang banyak kat sini..Barang-barang you sebut nak ape jenama..LV,PRADA,GUESS,CHANNEL,HERMES,LEVIS,SALVATORE FERRAGAMO...sebut aje..wa cakap sama lu..it's the ladies fav spot but of coz not the men dream place..Tergoda jugak i nak beli..akhirnya belilah LV luggage bag..made in Pontianak...ahaks!Tapi yang harunya ada satu kissah..tengah i dok shopping sakan dengan my hubby membeli bag and jacket tiba-tiba i terdengar suara...teacher..teacher..eh..ade orang kenal aku ke kat sini..pedulilah ..mungkin i tersilap dengar..pas tu bunyi lagi..cikgu! cikgu! eh ape kes ni? Bila i toleh belakang..Ya ampun..kat sini pun ada my ex student terjerit-jerit memanggil2 nama ku...tu la..sebenornye dunia ni amat kecik sekali..terjumpa my ex student from Telok Panglima Garang bertugas di sini. Alhamdullillah..Mohd Azidin bin Abu Bakar telah berjaya menjadi seorang soldier di Kem Bau , Sarawak..bangga giler cikgu ni..mempertahankan negara..Tahniah Azidin..kami dipertemukan di sempadan Kalimantan,Indonesia..mak oii..tragik sungguh!<br /><br />Sedang duduk kelaparan menghadapi mee kolok serikin terjumpa lagi satu muka yang amat familiar..dalam hati I berkata..macam ku kenal muka ini..tapi mustahil dia berada di sini..oh mungkin pelanduk dua serupa..buat donno dahlah..tiba2 terjerit pulak suara...KAK IMAH! What are you doing here?.. ehh..sape pulak ni? La..Ya ampun..terjumpa cekgu Khamsiah ,geng lame mengaja di Kuala Langat....sempit betol dunia ni and then i tanya muka yang i rasa familiar sangat tuh sape..that's my father..oo..rupa2nya father dia i punya ex bf punya abang..patut muka dia sejibik sama macam my ex yang dah lama ditinggal pergi tuh....I tengok my hubby macam dah smell something fishy going on..so i better not to explain any further sebelum dia bertukar menjadi naga Laut China Selatan...full stop!<br /><br />2nd day kami menghabiskan separuh hari di Sarawak Cultural Village, Santubong. Oklah the place..bayaran masuk mahal..RM 60.00 seorang..mahal tuh tapi berbaloi sebab dia persembahan setaraf istana budaya..dan kami really enjoyed ourselves especially my hubby yang tak habis2 berdansa di pentas bersama penari2 yang comel lote tuh..sabar aje..I pun menari gak..ni lah peluang nak mengaplikasikan kemahiran menari yang telah dipelajari..Di sini banyak rumah2 masyarakat di Sarawak..Paling best rumah melayu sarawak..kami berjoget lagi..haru biru gak lah..kesian kat makcik main gendang tuh..sampai tertido nak mendendangkan kamik nih..<br /><br />Pas tu kami ke waterfront makan ayam penyet di Baroque..dim aje tempat ni..makanan sampai lambat..orang ramai..pas tu beli kuih lapis dayang salhah..murah2 semuanye..Malam balik hotel packing..kepenatan..esok nak balik semenanjung........<br /><br /><br />Kalau ditanya lagi skali ..best ke Kuching..best la..sape2 yang belum ke Kuching eloklah pegi.. i pun mungkin pegi lagi ngan my daughter..atau dia pegi honeymoon ngan suami dia aje..melepas lah i nak makan mee kolok lagi...ayam penyet juga..atau..atau..kami pindah duduk kuching aje..i like!<br /><br /><br />Lihat antara gambar2 kami di sana....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41OZHJA4Ri3wjJbVgJVP0iUv2RRhKKaz3BkV83qLQ5X1NK0cZfeUdRFONjdblj83dmxVf-ldrW1lNxXxgzYtqifSuNG5_dmsOlUF22veWlk3KM5klLbPxrsQmJLJ055LXE143ibCYo9Pe/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh41OZHJA4Ri3wjJbVgJVP0iUv2RRhKKaz3BkV83qLQ5X1NK0cZfeUdRFONjdblj83dmxVf-ldrW1lNxXxgzYtqifSuNG5_dmsOlUF22veWlk3KM5klLbPxrsQmJLJ055LXE143ibCYo9Pe/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466962590521155490" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbQr6OkCgiqXpjxYtZPzD3gigeojZgiSJ3d133Z7vbuTy8u8InU2wmjQQEEC7A2L6e2l_Sv3NSfSC0UjXR8FWX3P4qnaaSj9qB-n2KnFOgUcPXB_64QlNQluXvMDw9m9frduCMfPagMEU/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbQr6OkCgiqXpjxYtZPzD3gigeojZgiSJ3d133Z7vbuTy8u8InU2wmjQQEEC7A2L6e2l_Sv3NSfSC0UjXR8FWX3P4qnaaSj9qB-n2KnFOgUcPXB_64QlNQluXvMDw9m9frduCMfPagMEU/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466962582215019042" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLW0td4gUvvSqyAV8l7IC8zHdB6sW8Albbh1WnTm17NlILJ3dcXV5z_6D9i8i5BLi6LU1w4XuUjxpcfyYWj0PcYupzQ_SpxxJC0NetcKClj7YQdCPYNBo4kpWXYqJjrwGiPy6GLW7DXF5-/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLW0td4gUvvSqyAV8l7IC8zHdB6sW8Albbh1WnTm17NlILJ3dcXV5z_6D9i8i5BLi6LU1w4XuUjxpcfyYWj0PcYupzQ_SpxxJC0NetcKClj7YQdCPYNBo4kpWXYqJjrwGiPy6GLW7DXF5-/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466962578506487170" /></a>emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-46579468637923612312010-03-18T01:21:00.000-07:002010-03-18T03:12:21.852-07:00sepanjang jalan kenangan....
<br /> La ni dah malas pulak nak buat entry kat blog ni..blog pun dah malas nak membaca. Mungkin dah terlalu banyak kerja2 yang tertangguh yang menanti untuk disiapkan. Jadi cuti ni masanya untuk redo mana-mana kerja yang terbengkalai...
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<br /> baru2 ni ada musibah yang menimpa kepada ku..aku terima dengan redha dan rela hati. mungkin musibah ini membuatkan aku lebih bermuhasabah diri dan mendekatkan aku dengan Allah dan memanjatkan kesyukuran atas segala rezeki yang dikurniakan kepada ku..Apalah sangat musibah ini jika dibandingkan dengan saudara islam yang lain yang lebih teruk lagi dugaan dan ujian yang diterima..terima kasih kepada rakan2 tpg yang melawat dan yang penting empati yang diberikan..Alhamdullillah segala2 dah kembali normal..
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<br /> Dalam pada berkemas-kemas tu terjumpa lah gambar-gambar lama zaman dahulu kala...maka bangkitlah nostalgia ..momento-momento yang kembali menghantui diri..sentimental value photo2 tersebut...semuanya tinggal kenangan...
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<br /> Kali ni aku bawakan foto-foto aku ngan hubby dari zaman kenalan..kemudian zaman cintan cintun..zaman kentut wangi...zaman tunang...zaman kahwin. saje nak mengenang kembali sepanjang jalan kenangan kami selama telah berkahwin 21 tahun yang lalu...(mak oii... lamanya i dah kahwin ngan you...rase2nya baru semalam you dendangkan i dengan lagu " Kita serupa.." nyanyian Headwind tu...sebenarnya kami melalui banyak kenangan suka dan duka untuk menuju ke perkahwinan ini..namun thanks to my hubby yang sentiasa cool dalam apa juga cabaran yang dihadapi...you tetap my one and only...dulu,kini dan selamanya...itu tagline kitaorang tau...
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<br />emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-24160343617144775042010-02-19T06:43:00.000-08:002010-02-19T07:46:09.607-08:00What an experience!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8LwNCajcrH9lnhc34OPny8aWEpzeqOa9VXhOxeaXq7WxOs67Gl5OS34avxzG_nyK5db-lSjmsj2tFP4rDjqMrD6fq_1kbzE4X8PUJT9eU3rZ6DPtCeej9BQPfQnThv9BNDphPhhrrFUH/s1600-h/DSC_0010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8LwNCajcrH9lnhc34OPny8aWEpzeqOa9VXhOxeaXq7WxOs67Gl5OS34avxzG_nyK5db-lSjmsj2tFP4rDjqMrD6fq_1kbzE4X8PUJT9eU3rZ6DPtCeej9BQPfQnThv9BNDphPhhrrFUH/s320/DSC_0010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439978970980856978" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje43xYRPNPJzwsM4-Vo-71GlgIWySFEj7iN8aXJOrNITM9QLfj4S3EaP4n37OPnn11-npmZec-rIcoultGMFC70zmr7UsQ7tkDW79JNRd_MAnFl-RPkbszpRUx6ZEN-MCCcjA6w4NX5Uii/s1600-h/DSC_0009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje43xYRPNPJzwsM4-Vo-71GlgIWySFEj7iN8aXJOrNITM9QLfj4S3EaP4n37OPnn11-npmZec-rIcoultGMFC70zmr7UsQ7tkDW79JNRd_MAnFl-RPkbszpRUx6ZEN-MCCcjA6w4NX5Uii/s320/DSC_0009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439978962590584194" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKLyL2ZjvuUnFPU9uP0YCMole9mwrHy2Yjcuu6ozOvPGeZQSrkt-MrkSI1jX1HrasSUniKLtuZMofAn9p4scZjlPkYJ8Y7UEMlAjNKEZaNm7k1GbkmEO4bJrDjIsWRYHbzpdvtLhD5TPj4/s1600-h/DSC_0007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKLyL2ZjvuUnFPU9uP0YCMole9mwrHy2Yjcuu6ozOvPGeZQSrkt-MrkSI1jX1HrasSUniKLtuZMofAn9p4scZjlPkYJ8Y7UEMlAjNKEZaNm7k1GbkmEO4bJrDjIsWRYHbzpdvtLhD5TPj4/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439978951005779218" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvINQ0PKBHHRrtN3VaYAeSVM6hRYj4BTqV4MKYtsU7ElxeqV8tUGOeDOsBv60YpDQIgG_ZhQoA_j6FOQY06vqN1iNUXCC3FDwb84-5ep0C_JiWSPrNrwP6TeacXxroCmH77_bfrAOMG9L6/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvINQ0PKBHHRrtN3VaYAeSVM6hRYj4BTqV4MKYtsU7ElxeqV8tUGOeDOsBv60YpDQIgG_ZhQoA_j6FOQY06vqN1iNUXCC3FDwb84-5ep0C_JiWSPrNrwP6TeacXxroCmH77_bfrAOMG9L6/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439978940446503426" /></a><br /><br /><br />Kisah ni memang lucu...sila baca hingga ke penghujungnya..<br /><br /> Baru-baru ni i ke Sogo untuk jumpa ngan geng lama masa di uni dulu. Memandangkan cuti chinese new year masing2 free maka kesempatan ini kami ambil untuk bertemu setelah hampir 10 tahun tidak bertemu. Lokasi di secret recipe depan pintu masuk sogo..<br /><br /> I sampai awal sebab i paling jauh so i tak nak mereka ternanti-nanti pulak. Yang sorang duduk Gombak dan yang sorang di Bukit Jalil..dua-dua dalam kwsn kl..i sorang dari Klang. My hubby tak bagi i drive sorang2 so dia ask my daughter jadi teman. My daughter pulak ajak kawan college dia dari s.alam . <br /><br /> Nak dijadikan cerita..kawan-kawan i call sampai sogo around 1 p.m. so i cakap dengan anak i kita gi ronda kat dalam sogo dulu lah..i nak try smell bau Armani IDOLE ..perfume baru di pasaran. Punyalah wangi memang sweet lah...malangnya mahal jugak..nanti lain kali kita beli. Sedang asyik mahsyuk kita membau parfum tu , terdengar bunyi gendang tarian singa dalam sogo tu...memang kebetulan ada event tarian singa pulak..i apalagi terus dok gesa anak i gi amik gambar ..anak i ni penakut..tak mau pegi..dia dah macam nak lari aje..so i grab the camera and take the opportunity to shoot the pic. Wah! terlebih sudah..I pulak yang excited giler..tapi peluang bukan selalu kan..<br /><br /> Eh..tengah syok amik gambar tu tiba-tiba kuar seorang berpakaian macam opera cina in full costume bawak bakul. Cuba teka apa ada dalam bakul tu..angpau lah..dia sibuk mengagih-agihkan the red packets untuk sume orang dii sekeliling...i pun macam budak-budak..hulur tangan mintak ang pau tu..dalam hati i kata..mesti banyak dalam packet ni ..at least 10 henget..sogo kan kaya..berebut-rebut macam budak kecik..anak i pakat gelak ngan kawe dia..<br /><br /> In full excitement i showed the red packet to my daughter..wah! terperanjat diaorang..terornye mama dia..dapat ang pau..dengan perasaan bangga yang amat2 sangat i amik gambar i dengan ang pau tuh..pas tu..i bukak lah packet tu..nampak macam wang kertas RM10..eh..eh..lain pulak bentuk dia..la dalam tu ada nombor pulak..7610..eh nombor apa pulak ni..i masih tak boleh menerima kenyataan terus usher dekat kaunter berdekatan...sempat tanya lagi..dik..ada cabutan bertuah ke? akak dah dapat nombor ni ? budak yang muka macam pempuan pun tak ..lelaki pun tak ni ..dengan selamba menjawab...kak..nombor ni dewa diaorang tu bagi..dia suruh beli nombor kat magnum..<br />ha..ha.. amik ko..punyalah rebut macam tak sedar diri tiba-tiba nombor ekor..ampun..anak i ngan fren dia macam nak pecah perut ketawa...tu lah padan muka i..punyalah tragedi nakkan ang pau tu tiba-tiba lain jadi plk...dengan rasa yang antara malu dengan tak ni i approach one chinese lady..ello sis..u amik ini angpau ma..inside there got number..go and buy lah..the chinese lady tu kata..time kasih!!!!!!!!<br /><br /> So...moral of the story..perangai tu ..sindri mau ingat! behave urself..emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-10876618121543845852010-02-07T04:55:00.001-08:002010-02-07T05:23:46.650-08:00lelaki hensem vs lelaki tak hensem !pantun ni i jumpa dalam blog di internet...menarik juga untuk panduan semua perempuan di luar sana..kadang-kadang kite tak terfikir pun nak menyakitkan hati orang lelaki ni..rupa-rupanya dia orang interpret lain lah..tak sangka pulak ye..just want to share with all the ladies out there and i wonder are we so cruel towards our other gender..something to share and something ponder...<br /><br />kalau lelaki handsome pendiam<br />perempuan akan cakap; woow..cool giler !<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem pendiam<br />perempuan akan kata; eleh perasan bagus !<br /><br />kalau lelaki hensem berbuat jahat<br />perempuan akan kata; nobody's perfect<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem berbuat jahat<br />perempuan akan kata; memang pun..muka macam pecah rumah aje<br /><br />kalau lelaki hensem menolong perempuan yang diganggu<br />perempuan akan kata; wah,machonya macam hero filem<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem menolong perempuan yang diganggu<br />perempuan akan cakap;entah-entah kawan dia tuh..<br /><br />kalau lelaki hensem dapat perempuan cantik<br />perempuan akan kata; sepadan sangat-sangat<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem dapat perempuan cantik<br />perempuan akan cakap; mesti kena bomoh perempuan tuh!!<br /><br />kalau lelaki hensem bawa BMW<br />perempuan akan cakap;matching..luar dalam<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem bawa BMW<br />perempuan akan cakap; bang..boss nye mana bang?<br /><br />kalau lelaki hensem penyayang binatang<br />perempuan akan cakap; perasaannya halus ..penuh kasih sayang<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem penyayang binatang<br />perempuan akan cakap; sesama keluarga mesti sayang menyayang..<br /><br />kalau lelaki hensem bersedih hati<br />perempuan akan cakap; let me be your shoulder to cry on..<br />kalau lelaki tak hensem bersedih hati<br />perempuan akan cakap;you ni lelaki ke bukan?<br /><br />so what do you think ladies...sometimes we are nice to our pillow mate species but sometimes we are double standard to them..tepuk dada tanya selera..to my pillow mate pulak..i am still yours forever wheter you are handsome or not..rite darling?emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-45548633454581684102010-01-23T20:22:00.000-08:002010-01-24T00:04:01.878-08:00why do we fight if we love each other?<span style="font-weight:bold;">A dedication to my pillow mate...Dean.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">If we are really in love, why do we fight and argue ?<br /></span><br />One fact is inevitable. Arguments will happen. Couples will fight. Voices will be raised and, odds are, things will be said in the heat of the moment, which will be regretted later. it seems all so futile. So, the question is, why do we fight with our spouses or partners .<br /><br />Why do we get so angry at those we are supposed to love the most?<br /><br />The reasons why are as complex-and as simple-as the subject of the fights.And over the life of a relationship, the reasons for the arguments usually change. Here are a few common reasons why couples fight.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">1. Different starting points.</span><br /><br /> A couple consists of two people who came to the relationship from different places.<br /> even if two people grew up in the same hometown, their life experiences have been <br /> different.<br /> <br />One may have had an easy time making friends, while one struggled more socially.one person's family may have handled anger with outbursts, and one with discussion. Gender,age,birth order,family size, economic origin or athletic ability are just a few of the things that make two people different.<br /><br />Those differences affect the way each person views a situation, and those differing views can lead to fights. if , for instance, one person grew up in a household where money was always in tight supply, they may very differently to a financial challenge than a partner who came from a home where funds are readily available. And that can lead to an argument,as each tries to apply his or her own experiences to the current situation.<br /><br />So, the answer to the question "Why do we fight?" here is because the members of the couple essentially arrived on different road maps.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">2. Different temperaments</span><br /><br />Although it is certainly possible to change one's behavior and attitudes, the fact is most people have a fairly stable temperament. And while a short tempered partner can learn how to control their reaction, odds are they will never be as calm in the face of crisis as a naturally placid individual.<br /><br />The attitude each has affects the way he or she responds to crisis,stress,<br />frustration or grief. and those reactions can be so radically different that a fight erupts. In this case, the fight begins because each member of couple wants other to react the same way as the other, but their differing temperaments prevent that.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">3. Cultural/religious roles and familial roles</span><br /><br />Within ethnic and religious groups, there are often roles assigned, whether by age,gender,family status,occupation or even birth order. And within families, certain members are officially assigned roles - the needy one, the logical one,the achiever.<br /><br />Two people who occupy different roles in their families or groups may fight when one or the other appears to violate their assigned role. The act of stepping outside of the expected norm can trigger discomfort or even anger, and that can lead to an argument as one tries to force the other back into their former role. In this case, the answer to the question 'why do we fight' is about changing the previously accepted rules.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4. External forces<br /></span><br />Sometimes couple fight because of someone or something outside of the raltionship. A meddling friend or relative can play each against the other,or a work situation may force one to make choices the other does not like. A health issue can create stress which erupts into fights about totally unrelated issues.<br /><br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Why love can't prevent arguments?<br /></span><br />One questions couple in counseling often ask " Why do we fight if we love each other?", 'Shouldn't that be enough?','Do arguments mean that love is doomed?'<br /><br />The answer to that is a resounding no. Arguments, even those kinds of argument we would label 'a fight' are a normal and healthy part of a relationship. The secret is to handle the fights in a respectful,thoughtful way. Whenever an argument starts , try to keep these points in mind;<br /><br />* This is the person you love, even if you are angry at the moment, so treat them with love.<br /><br />* Physical violence at any level is unacceptable.<br /><br />* Work hard on listening. try to hear your partner's point of view even if you think you already know it, or completely disagree.The act of active listening can keep a fight from escalating.<br /><br />*Understand that arguments are normal, and that they do not mean your partner will leave or does not love you.<br /><br />*Never,ever threaten to leave your partner or to dissolve the relationship in the heat of an argument.<br /><br /><br />There are many things that can destroy a marriage. But an occasional fight, when understood as a part of the process, isn't one of them.emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-7802880934287589812009-12-30T22:27:00.000-08:002009-12-30T23:22:13.095-08:00Facebook oh Facebook !Bila sebut je facebook semua orang senyum! Yelah mane2 yang biasa ngan fb ni taulah penangannya..ari2 nak berfb..nak komen kawan lah..nak cari kawan lah..nak upload gambarlah..nak bagi kawan lama tak jumpa tentang perkembangan dan gamba2 terkini..nak bagitau kat orang ari ni kite wat pe..feeling of the day dan pendekata banyak faedahnya fb ni..mana yang tak mengikuti fb ni tak ambik pot pon. Bila tanye kat diaorang.you ade fb tak ? dia orang tanye kite balik plak...eh facebook tu ape.?.malaslah nak cite ngan orang tak mengikuti perkembangan zaman ni..<br /><br />Terlampau nak mengikuti arus zaman ni lah maka i pun buat facebook jugak..lepas aje set fb adalah pulak friend request..i punyelah surprise ade orang add kite..bangga gila..kite pun confirm request..best gak ni..Majoriti my exstudents la..tak sangka budak2 ni dah habis skola ingat dah lupa kat kita..eh eh dia orang ingat lagi plk kat teacher dia..Lama2 i punye friend sume my ex students..i love lah u all ni..Ada yang haru lagi dok tag nama kita pada gamba2 lama zaman diaorang skola..adalah terselit kat tengah2 tu gambo i..la mana depadapat gambo2 lama ni..malunye..zaman tu pinggang ada lagi..la ni..ampun!! pinggang pun dah lari ke mana tah..<br /><br />Lama2 berfb ni i jadi addicted..i dah pandai venture find friends..mulalah tangan menaip nama2 college mate dulu2, nama room mate mase dok menyewa zaman anak dare, mulalah cari nama school mate mase sekolah rendah..last2 cari nama boyfriend zaman dahulu kala..jumpa gak..ha..ha..tak boleh jadi ni..abang sayang kat sebelah ni dah mula curiga..eh..bini aku ni wat pe ni..menghabiskan banyak masa depan laptop daripada memandang aku ni..penat aku bagi isyarat ajak tido dia wat2 tak nampak je..ni kes angau ke ni..Hati orang sebelah i dah mula mencurigai...<br /><br /> I dah mula perasan..dia dah mula sindir2 i..kebetulan pulak ada housemate yang dah 20 tahun tak jumpe dah mula add kie..seronoknya tak buley nak kabo..suh dia upload gambar nak tengok perkembangan dia..dia hantar gambo i pun hanto gambar..dia komen i..i pun komen balik..seronok gile..rupe2nye orang sebelah teman tido i ni pun dah nak naik gile..dia dah dok perhati i dari jauh..i senyum sorang2..i gelak sorang..ape kes bini aku ni..<br /><br /> Dia amik nya jam dinding yang tersangkut kat dinding tu dibawak nye depan i..la kenape plk ni.dia tunjuk jam dan tanye kol bape ni.. kol satu setengah i jawab..ye..pandai u tengok jam..dia jawab balik..sape plk tak reti tengok jam. dari tadika lagi i dah pandai tengok jam ape..dia tanya lagi..apa yang you dah masak utk tengahari ni. ? mak oii..awat cepat sangat kol satu setengah..tadi i baru dok tengok jam kol 10..mati lah i..lupa nak maasak tengahari..nasi dah masak cuma lauk je belom..i pon cari excuse..sorry darling...i ingat baru kol 10..tak sangka dah kol satu setengah..ampun..ampun..nasib baik laki i tak keluar api dari hidung dia ..kalau tak terus jadi naga...<br /><br /> Facebook ni memang haru..kadang2 merenggangkan hubungan kita anak beranak pun. anak i masa cuti semester lepas asyik dok berkurung dalam bilik dia. apelah yang dibuatnye..kite pon risau..rupa2nye fb punya hal lah. ..Yang ada dibawah i dah link ngan streamyx dan memang tak bleh kacau..itu mama dia punye..dia ada celcom broadband ..itu yang dia kena ke tingkat atas..lebih clear signal nye..jadi dia di atas ..i di bawah..mana abang sayang i tak marah..dia tak de kawan nak berborak..dua2 wanita kesayangannya dah ada darling baru..fb namanya..itu yang buat dia bengkak hati...ha..ha..<br /><br /> So..sempena 2010 ni i dah ada resolusi baru..macam azam jugaklah..nak kurangkan berfb ni dan menumpukan lebih perhatian pada i punya pillow mate ni..kesian kat dia..kami dua orang dah nak masuk zone warga emas..berikan lah perhatian lebih sedikit pada pasangan kita.Nak masuk kelas mengaji Quran same2, nak berjogging kat Botanic same2,nak memandang dia lebih sikit lah..tapi satu aje halangan..i kesian kat laptop i yang ada depan mata ni..mampukah i menahan godaan fb bila i tengok ada 20 notification nya..tergerak gak sape yang comment i punya wall ni...entahlah.....jangan resolusi terus jadi resolusi tahun berikutnya...dan..dan..my hubby akan beli jam dinding yang lebih besar...entahlah...<br /><br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNPMuY0JPNsI3FzzGLbM8hZMbCYEJtszvew2Sy11h_eoxkHTG9iRyCgkcvPy3oh6PIJAOJHUK0jn1HOPP9Agie5AjVheIbI93fgQETvO1pRY4gRct6C9hh8t0PYoD2zFzy4Zlo3EO_WIAS/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNPMuY0JPNsI3FzzGLbM8hZMbCYEJtszvew2Sy11h_eoxkHTG9iRyCgkcvPy3oh6PIJAOJHUK0jn1HOPP9Agie5AjVheIbI93fgQETvO1pRY4gRct6C9hh8t0PYoD2zFzy4Zlo3EO_WIAS/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421295419671767778" /></a>emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-22753816737470005722009-11-29T23:01:00.000-08:002009-11-29T23:52:26.296-08:00nak raye lagi lah...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_VwvJgDGZjhrPJBJG8g2S5LDMcbluiHxhDJ-6BcFyRtpgoXNWnX4jvvtBNGKHMEgYxtNcOdJdIJXfUhu_Wt-Cvp1eBBudVpzrZkVja9JCT4picXF6fX5nFDUV-KcNKZDLSXKRmQq8R60/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_VwvJgDGZjhrPJBJG8g2S5LDMcbluiHxhDJ-6BcFyRtpgoXNWnX4jvvtBNGKHMEgYxtNcOdJdIJXfUhu_Wt-Cvp1eBBudVpzrZkVja9JCT4picXF6fX5nFDUV-KcNKZDLSXKRmQq8R60/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409798913964667618" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"<br />><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOicM3V0sdQ-IlPhvayHZS-18LKnDVo39t4hC3L1psNZyN8tJhTyLOVfgwDS4CIvIAQV25kA0_GJrOWAFl_6qsYg2-ln5dLFQJ4SDD7tc6qNV0TolBMs_ti6SGc5ZeiC4rWo0W3g2ezxso/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409798891521538914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qwl1lBjaX0lEQPbHD7vRUDs-TYrzltOQC8jnA9xJSOXaqOpETxpPPe6vONLF2Ko1c4HXuiSYKCEt3s6iJYM_HhjUJ3H7z_85juFiL7sPWiO2Trij_jazxF55XPbmcCfRJxucYtgtLuq3/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qwl1lBjaX0lEQPbHD7vRUDs-TYrzltOQC8jnA9xJSOXaqOpETxpPPe6vONLF2Ko1c4HXuiSYKCEt3s6iJYM_HhjUJ3H7z_85juFiL7sPWiO2Trij_jazxF55XPbmcCfRJxucYtgtLuq3/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409798886477772082" /></a><br /><br />kami sambut raye tahun ni dengan sambutan yang ala kadar aje..anak i tengah exam di college so tak dapat lah dia nak membantu i untuk urusan di dapur..nasib badan. till the last day, thursday dia masih ada kelas lagi. Malam raye kami ke USJ ambil dia kol 8.00 malam. nampaknya my hubby yang terpaksa tolong masak ..nasib baik dia ok. kena blend serai and kacang tuk wat kuah kacang..kesian gak kat dia..tp nak buat camne dah yang tinggal kami dua orang je..akhirnya menjadik jugak macam mak punya kuah kacang..salute lah tok my hubby..<br /><br />orang sebelah rumah plak buat open house,,jadi kami tumpang aje sekaki ..dapatlah rendang siat and soto..bestlah auntie..tahun depan wat lagi ok..then apelagi..balik kampong time..mak buat macam-macam..ade ketupat..kuih lopez de squera..kueh baulu kemboja..macam2 lah..apelagi masa untuk menjamu selera .ha ..thengs mak..<br /><br />kol 12 malam kami kene balik umah semula..kerana..kerana..terlupa nak raye umah mak mertua..he..he..maafkan i sayang..lupa mak u pun ada rumah gakk..emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-69060633891470635722009-11-25T16:48:00.000-08:002009-11-25T16:55:42.817-08:00SALAM AIDIL ADHASELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL ADHA UNTUK SEMUA SAHABAT HANDAI DAN KELUARGA TERDEKAT . TAHUN INI KAMI BERAYA DI CASA DEMAIRA.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_xCCr0CTSTWbKYzuzKE9Ts41S4Unqu_A4FOS9NvRDA7srLYl4Pm1qt5vlO9-0IgjpfUzTJUbOwdbuCQ1UXJi7UaorhLlxf91dzvBeMbd2O82yrCoCHjBYEpV4RLV6JKiFgPQydOmtPDp4/s1600/P300409_18.19+(1).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_xCCr0CTSTWbKYzuzKE9Ts41S4Unqu_A4FOS9NvRDA7srLYl4Pm1qt5vlO9-0IgjpfUzTJUbOwdbuCQ1UXJi7UaorhLlxf91dzvBeMbd2O82yrCoCHjBYEpV4RLV6JKiFgPQydOmtPDp4/s320/P300409_18.19+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408209056497693522" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZc14V9QS1KMaIUn-BG-mqQOkBOF7iNtmvAXXPlupNoQgSNBwkaoTX5nBcQeOm012PiBGwkWnC0-Wpib6wRbaG4Z5IAFu0SoxuxjlNzhxUwl6QvJAZePnys7KNMYuxQn-kwRTS4M3xhyphenhyphenn/s1600/Image043.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZc14V9QS1KMaIUn-BG-mqQOkBOF7iNtmvAXXPlupNoQgSNBwkaoTX5nBcQeOm012PiBGwkWnC0-Wpib6wRbaG4Z5IAFu0SoxuxjlNzhxUwl6QvJAZePnys7KNMYuxQn-kwRTS4M3xhyphenhyphenn/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408209051299054098" /></a>emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-53514347687180664072009-11-22T08:22:00.001-08:002009-11-29T23:01:15.816-08:00home sweet home !!alhamdullillah semuanya telah selesai. Syukur pada Allah yang telah memurahkan rezeki kami untuk memiliki rumah ini.<br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /> <br /> pandangan hadapan rumah kami<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWS2Kcgklk10IszUcVtX9d0x-DnmqqrI8vG3MrvbFVv2PgU6AkgA6TyIWcu82-SHWZMypsLi1UQso1Zy4rxgLV18gEwUnx4fGkj7WMwrNybW2jpFCKq6BOE45tgGNe70SwCX4CA6wsynQ/s1600/20112009(001).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWS2Kcgklk10IszUcVtX9d0x-DnmqqrI8vG3MrvbFVv2PgU6AkgA6TyIWcu82-SHWZMypsLi1UQso1Zy4rxgLV18gEwUnx4fGkj7WMwrNybW2jpFCKq6BOE45tgGNe70SwCX4CA6wsynQ/s320/20112009(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406965737903108786" /></a><br /><br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSf9T9Fmy2Dv_CSqGD85vjgRgE4Gbqno7wUQ2gcPL0mSe6ey5_O94r7aQt6A8AVe1fxxjROt5KCpOOU7vVO-AqIrycQQ_ySQzSu0NtIiTVsyqe24zQoHoJnFT35y6rDZUynVX1wHKPS1wq/s1600/25102009(023).jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHucy-gdRlnGrCsxFmD0C8pzSOGkQXPM4rkbXKnSZKikOs8Tos9JIh4mVMERPUyEE1S29LGjWhQtd8nwFMx-5r4OdH_Asa2y_9dl82hgmlW63ssVC58BL8D8sCD4Qx0wTalPOgryihs0q/s320/19092009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406965724872182834" /></a>emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-14624936157874152942009-11-22T08:05:00.000-08:002009-11-22T08:21:51.966-08:00kenangan 2...house renovation..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHcFcPmVXpqsucxlpBlNVtZnzojGviIZewRGhpqR6nIx5fckss8Fs0QZhcPF9yIb-p60Toqqs1na1JoOsXRQFKB3f4FCMZvNaTqdoxT1ca7Jw5L9OrhwWgwiMZg_19xNXK-dqHcpq6d0Z/s1600/15082009(011).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBHcFcPmVXpqsucxlpBlNVtZnzojGviIZewRGhpqR6nIx5fckss8Fs0QZhcPF9yIb-p60Toqqs1na1JoOsXRQFKB3f4FCMZvNaTqdoxT1ca7Jw5L9OrhwWgwiMZg_19xNXK-dqHcpq6d0Z/s320/15082009(011).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406961330048712770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvHN8hJj6_oeoF_BCrLpKgfrpy0o2HBh7vOQGx4jrnnk92rXD34ZHuD0FspvHzrvp5CHFVupMrdk-I0fpCevufUPzXCWzvNSmNyMmELfbwJ1HZAVdhHbb02vHHLM4NhmXWRATRupv-BouC/s1600/13092009(008).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixSQF2fIf2Pfjzg-ZLgJ7brx7i4WvLvHI4J1PGQnseOBRmr-iM7CWXbWfISlwg25sp_unRPb2Md-5i0xLxlWOL5pNk9COACupkUT2mE_MmhBKlU1i31EnM9BiWIvRnZzDzF-ikLU2_U_GW/s320/17102009(073).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406971775476784930" /></a><br />Splendid..that's the exact word to describe our holiday for this year..Malacca was an amazing and fantastic destination for a holiday. It was unexpectedly that Malacca has developed a lot. From juz a monotonous A Famosa or Stadhuys building , we have so many places actually to go. Menara Taming Sari, Malacca River Cruise, Eye On Malaysia, Jonker Walk, London Bus, Quayside seafood, Trishaw Ride, Dataran pahlawan and sooooo many places. Not to mention the famous asam pedas mak mah. My hubby was really enjoyed the asam pedas mak mah until he doze up soundly at the hotel..kenyang betul ..i tell you it cost us only RM 25.00 for three of us with ulam dauntenggek burung + asam pedas ikan cencaru + pucuk ubi + ikan keli masak minang + lai chee kang + giant sotong masak sambal...it make my mouth watering ! tak percaya..go to malacca now !<br /><br />Dato Ali Rustam had turn Malacca into little Venice when we venture the city on the river cruise. The fare is only RM10.00 for a person and the scenery was fantastic. We took the ride after the maghrib prayer and there were a lot of people still waiting at the jetty. We watched the kampung Morten from the cruise and the 45 minutes ride seemed endless..I really enjoyed the tour. <br /><br />After the river cruise we feel hungry and we ate the seafood at the quayside seafood and okay lah..but the price was quite expensive! RM 30.00 for mee singapore + coconut drink +....<br /><br />Then come the Jonker walk. ..actually it just like the petaling street in kl. The thing is all the hawkers were very nice and friendly and we can haggle for the lowest price if u are smart enough. The price was really cheap compared to the gallery price. We went twice since my daughter and I were really crazy for shopping. Pity my husband..waiting for us like crazy and just to ambik hati i belikan dia rayban ciplak..dia tak pakai pun!<br /><br />The hotel Sri Costa was located right in the middle of Malacca town so we just walk to reach our destination. Easy parking and save budget lagi. The only place that we need to drive is Eye on Malaysia. I tell you I really panic. I don't want to join my daughter and my hubby..they both FORCE me to join them. I ended up wearing my daughter's waferer (cermin mata hitam )and close my eyes throughout the ride. Funny thing i cannot see the view..macam-macam rasa ada..sumpah i tak nak naik lagi !<br /><br />Menara Taming Sari lagi satu pulak..Mati I..Dah lah naik atas kemudian dipusing-pusing nya kita kat atas.I sempatlah minta ampun and maaf pada my hubby sebelum naik tu. nak tergelak pun ade. My daughter mintak halalkan hutang-hutang dia pada i . Peluang lah nak tambah hutang baru..he..he..anyway i dah halalkan hutang-hutang nya tu..pandai dia amik peluang...time nak naik taming sari..<br /><br />London bus pun ok..dengan RM5.00 kita berpeluang tour bandar Malacca..Kami naik masa tak ramai orang hanya lima orang je..My daughter sempat baring dalam bas tu ..he..he macam kami chartered satu bas lak..VIP treat lah konon. Dataran Pahlawan lagilah best. Anak I tak lepas peluang g Roxy tapi takbeli ape pun..sume dia dah ada ..lagipun baru habis shopping raya..mana nak cekau duit ye.Ade jugak MNG dan ESPRIT..tapi cepat I cubit dia..I nampak GULATI'S melambai-lambai I . Tapi dia orang cerdik. My hubby buat-buat sakit perut konon gastrik datang and my daughter lagi pandai buat drama swasta..suruh i tengok kaki dia yang dah melecet tu..nasib badan..<br /><br />Oklah..banyak nye promote Malacca.Ali Rustam tak nak bagi commisyen ke ? tahniah untuk Malacca..<a href="http:///"></a>emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-51898874029186248732009-08-16T05:21:00.000-07:002009-08-16T07:20:10.651-07:00So little meant so much<span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-style:italic;">The art of teaching is the art of assisting discovery!</span><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><br /><br /> The weekend is the time that me and my hubby waiting for. Aina finished her class on Thursday afternoon and she will be with us for three days. wow..mesti best punye. She will have lots and lots of fantastic stories for us ..<br /><br /> As usual life goes as what we expected it to be..Aina came back and told us so many stories about her classmates, her lectures , her room , her frenzs and finally her assignments.Mak ooi..so fast with the assignment and this time she need to present it in front of the class. Knowing Aina for almost eighteen years (of course I am her mom what ..) she used to be very timid, shy and reserved type . This will be her first obstacle.why lah i ask her to join mass comm ..pity her. She always complained to me (ten times may be ...) this is your course not me.. you always telling me that this is your dream course .. That is a true statement. Mass Comm. used to be my dream course since I used to be an outgoing person, I like adventurous life and it happen that my bf pun asking for the same course in ITM.. (dulu-dulu punye cerite..Kalau hubby i tau ...mati i ) .Pity for Aina. But she seems enjoy the course during the orientation week..after the orientation she never grumbled about the course. <br /><br /> So, over the weekend we start hunting for information..The title is CULTURE..she need to choose one sub culture and how the culture has influenced the society and way of life of the generation.. i promised her that i will help her since she had no experience in such topic especially to write the thesis statement, the etymology, the background..i told her not to worry since her mum will used all her varsity skills and experience to lead her to present a good piece of assignment. Luckily I never fail to pay my streamyx bill and the net was available at our home. <br /><br /> First step...do the google search...Fantastic..the information was there. She need to read all and decides which culture that she confident in presenting it. As her mom cum her teacher cum her good friend,I must give her advice.. right! so here comes me.. We have a lot of sub-culture and she need to choose one..one that she familiar with..one that she confident when the lecturer asks her to tell the class about her findings, one that can throw away her shyness of being a reserved type..and the most important is one that she can give confidence to herself.Finally she decided to choose HIP HOP..ha ha something new to me but not for her generation.Thanx to google again ..what can we do without you ..Luckily there is a lot of information on hip hop and i can see her smiling ..the info was superb....<br /><br /> As a mother i feel happy that at least i manage to help her..even though its just a small contribution.I can see her.. searching and hunting through the net until 4.00 p.m and how i wish i can watch her presentation to give her some moral support but i believe my little Aina will get through it well because she got my guts in herself.She got all the courage from us..<br /><br /> Sending her back to the condo was a little touching for me. I can see her crying and deep in my heart i keep on telling her that she will go on successfully ! For me that is the only contribution that a mum can do and I believe all mums will do the same to help their loves one. On my way home i received an sms from her..<br /> MUM.YOU ARE THE GREATEST MOTHER IN THE WORLD..my tears running ...<br /><br /> So little meant so much !emma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-62673867457446492192009-08-12T05:34:00.000-07:002009-08-12T06:40:12.664-07:00Bravo for my little darling!My daughter had just enrolled at segi collegge usj two weeks ago. It was the first time that we were far apart for quite a long time. For my hubby and me ,she was so precious since she was our only child . She was the gift from Allah to our marriage because i had been undergone two miscarriages after she was born . So she was our seeds of love, our happiness, our hope .. She was very close to both of us.<br /><br />It was hard for me to accept the fact that she was not staying with us now. She leads her own life with her mass comm collegues, she had dinner with her frenzs, she need to prepare her own breakfast at her condo. hunting for lunch at the nearby mc d and so and so and so..Believe me.. for those who has only one child and never been apart for a long time with their little darling this will be the toughest moment in their life. i am not trying to deny the fact..really. i just want to share more moments with her..with her giggling, shouting, teasing her..i always treat her as my best friend.we always share our secret about man in our life (none other than my hubby)..i always appointed her as my private eye (PI) if i want to know about my husband's secret..<br /><br />my daughter used to be my fashion police..this is not suit with you mum..this baju kurung is very dull in colour ..you better wear this one and not that one..bla..bla..so many sharing of happy moments between us because we are sharing the same hobby , reading. She will be the first to grab my GLAM magazine , she reminds me if i miss the issue of the month, she enlightens my day if i have some grumblings on her father and most important thing is she is my loyal comrade to go shopping. We will spend hours and hours at the mall.. <br /><br />Now, lonelines is everywhere. my hubby said it's the time to let her go. Let her has experience with her new life..with girlfriends (not bf ye darling..), with new surrounding rather than 'bawah ketiak mama'..Whenever i try to let some fresh air into her room, i barely able to breath... not because of the pollution but because of her smells was everywhere..i can see her running and trying to 'sergah' me from behind the door, pretending to sleep to let me tickle her belly,calling the father to help her as if i am trying to carry her to the bathroom....oh what a jolly good moments..<br /><br />For my daughter, NUR AINA ATHIRA, i really hope that you can lead a happy life there. May you have the spirits like your mum, the guts like your ayah and the attitude like us both. Do your best to survive in a new environment and i want u to know that mama and ayah will always be there to help you to face all the difficulties and overcome all the obstacles and may your dreams to be a journalist will be granted by Allah ! inshaallah<br />BRAVO FOR MY LITTLE DARLING ! <br /><br />Remember this lineemma demairahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01380190183202335210noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744927254712843985.post-79524487623660423672009-08-04T02:05:00.000-07:002009-09-04T15:28:41.164-07:00STANDING BY METhe great thing in this world is not so much where we are ; but in what direction we are moving.
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<br />thanx to my hubby and my little darling for supporting me on my way to be a good teacher.
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