Happy Birthday Qaisara!

Mak long nak ucapkan selamat hari lahir yang ke-2 to my sweetheart Qaisara. Though you may not read this now, who knows kan one day Qaisara terjumpa blog mak long ni and see my wish here hehe..cewah berangan pulak! This is the cute lil girl...

Gambar ni mak long ambil semalam masa dia tgh leka tgk kartun kat dlm Restoren Upin dan Ipin kat Shah Alam. Mak long doakan qaisara akan menjadi anak yang solehah, bijak, cute, charming dan bahagia dunia dan akhirat. We all love you very much!

Earlier than that, mak long baru jer selesai minggu konvokesyen MMU utk kali yg ke-12. Syukur, tak ada banyak masalah walaupun penat. Mungkin ada orang lain yg lebih penat tp sememangnyer konvo amat memenatkan hehe. Sehari selepas konvo mak long pun ambil la cuti. Dek kerana ramai sangat yang calling2 mak long masa cuti tu, maka mak long pegi la gak opis menengokkan hal-ehwal yang kene tengok tu. So sempat la mak long dgn ajleaa beli bunga rose kepada kak maz. Saja buat sarprise kat die hehe...dah lama plan tp asik tak menjadi. Kebetulan time konvo byk bunge, so beli je la...hope kak maz like the friendship roses :)

P/S: Once trust is broken, it's just so hard to gain.

Comments

Breaking Fast @ The Coast, Alamanda Putrajaya

I was so excited that Sunday evening. Maklum la, lama tak jumpa member2 MBA. Really miss all those good old days with you guys. Most of us already completed the course and struggling with our thesis project right now. Ada jugak yg dah siap .. huhu caya la! Actually gathering ni dah beberapa kali ditunda sebab ramai yg tak dapat dtg before. Finally, everyone agreed to meet on Sept, 30. Reached Alamanda earlier than anyone else, I guessed. Nobody was at the restaurant yet. Sementara nak tunggu semua org datang , pegi la check our reservation dgn waiter kat situ Hmm .. menarik jugak . Nice and strategic location. 15 minutes passed. Started to sms those who'd confirmed to come. Mane sumer org nih? At the end, there were only 5 of us. Me, Kak June, Kak Gee, Maz and wife - Madiha and their little cute baby boy. Huhu kinda of upset but it's ok . We enjoyed the little gathering. Thank you Maz for treating us all :)

Manjalara: The End

Finally, abis jugak citer Manjalara @ TV3 tu . Sapa yang layan tu tau la... hehe . At first, I thought it was like a typical Malay drama yang biasanya stereotype jer jalan citernya . But this one, I have to admit it's quite different walaupun some of the scenes ada gak la yg tak berapa logik . For those yang tak tengok , cerita ni mengisahkan seorang gadis yang plain, sgt chubby and adorable by all people around her known as Manja , suddenly transformed into a beautiful lady, Lara but full of hatred because she believed she was betrayed by her boyfriend. At the same time she was planning a revenge, to defeat her evil aunt, Sahara. Sahara, who was happened to be her boyfriend's mom too, had killed her parents, aunty and all people who tried to protect Manja. At the end, things did not turn as what she had expected. Selain watak Manja , really love to see watak Auntie Zaza . Comel sangat .. notty but sweet! Moral of the story, free yourself from hatred

Women are stupid?

Woo woo..hold on girls. Don't get so emotional. It a question mark, not a statement. This topic actually came out of my head when I was watching Bulletin Utama while having my dinner this evening (Bad habit for those on diet: Eating while watching tv ). A girl, at K. Terengganu wanted to jump from a hotel roof after an argument with her boyfriend. This fellow scolded her for not telling him that she went back to her hometown ( Kes merajuk ler ni lepas kena marah ). Why arr...some women like to do stupid things like this. A 'self- destruction ' I would say. Why did she choose to kill herself instead of killing the guy that broke her heart? Kill him first la, then only kill your self (Ada berani ?). Huhuh ...I'm just kidding guys! Actually my point here is, why do you want to hurt your self. He won't lost anything. He could find another new girl friends. And you? Buried underground. I remember during my school time, my ustaz said, those who committed suicide

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