Unpacking Life -

Just a quick post- I just received back my marks for two of my units. Alhamdulillah, I think I did pretty well. I managed to get a Distinction (which is equivalent to an A grade) for Sociology and Education, which is still a huge surprise for me because I sucked at Sociology during my Alevel years (not even kidding, I used to get Cs all the time and my final result for Sociology for Alevels was also a C). Alhamdulillah a Distiction is more than I had expected so I'm very happy! I was actually very worried about this particular unit because the context is very Australian. All my assignments had to do with the Australian education system so I had to learn it from scratch. The unit also only had three on-campus classes and most of the time we had to do a lot of independent learning and listen to online lectures. Anyway, Alhamdulillah I am glad it is over and I did well. As for the other unit (Advanced Pedagogy), I only got a Credit for it (equivalent to a B) but I am still very g

As I get older, I find myself becoming more and more like my parents. No, it's not a bad thing, I am actually grateful for the way my parents have raised me.  From a young age, I was taught to sleep and wake up early. By 10 pm, I would already be in bed ready to sleep. My mother would never let me sleep in even during the weekends. I didn't understand it back then, but because of her, I have no problems getting up early for school or work. The bed is off-limits during the day, unless if I was really tired/sick and needed to rest/take a nap. The whole family would then have breakfast together at our favourite breakfast spots. My father was not as busy back then, so he was home most of the time. After breakfast, we'd go to the mall, window shopping/grocery shopping. That was how we spent our time together as a family. Alhamdulillah, our family is very close with each other.  My mother is a perfectionist. She's also very neat and organised. Everything has to b

Sometimes I just get to a point where I feel like it's pointless. It's pointless trying to make you 'see' me. Because after a few days I will just become invisible again. So what's the point really? Why do you even want to be with me if you push me away most of the time? 

I think I've mentioned in one of my previous posts about my love for cooking. Thus far, it is the only thing that never fails to make me happy. I love being in the kitchen and I love trying out new recipes. I still have a lot to learn, especially traditional Malay cooking and I absolutely suck at making Italian food. I can't even get instant bolognese to taste right, you know, the ones that you just need to add water? Yeah. I really suck at making Italian food...  To be honest, I actually learned how to cook quite late in life. I was 21 when I started, and it was because I was living on my own in another country. It was expensive to eat out and also it was quite hard to get halal food. So the only option I had was to learn how to cook. I still remember the first meal I made for myself, in that small studio apartment, it was sauteed chicken bits with potatoes and onions, scrambled eggs and rice. I had one plate, one mug, a small rice cooker, and a small induction cook

Alhamdulillah, I am done with my final semester of M.Ed! My results will come out on the 12th of December and I hope everything goes well, Amin. It still feels surreal... this semester has been a really challenging one for me, right from the start so I'm glad it is over now.  I'm really looking forward to the next few weeks. A friend of ours, Kak Hir, is coming to stay with us for a week starting from tomorrow. I'm quite excited to see her again. She is the one who let us stay at her place when we first came here, homeless, about 9 months ago. She helped us a lot and it feels great that we get to return the favor.  And in less than two weeks, my parents, my sister, and AJ are coming here! So the six of us are going on a roadtrip to Melbourne InshaaAllah. Hopefully things will go as planned.  Alhamdulillah I am so happy right now :) 

I did not write this, but I really like it so I'm sharing it here. Does anyone know where this is from/who wrote it? Source:  http://inherwordsavenue.com/tag/infatuation/ “Where does the spark and infatuation from the beginning go? It’s crazy how quickly you can go from being excited to talk to a person to feeling like you’re forcing the conversation.. The quality time turns into “I was working” and the consistent communication becomes “I don’t know”. When does the “I hate to see you leave” turns into “it hurts too much to stay?” Maybe we’re all guilty of taking things for granted, or letting our fears stop us from taking certain chances. Maybe we think we can make love appear when it’s convenient, or maybe we don’t realize the efforts required to keep a good thing good. Maybe we think happiness is something that just finds us, instead of being something we work for and choose to have and maybe that’s why we all get it wrong so often. It’s amazing how fast things change….You

To be honest, I was never (and still not) a fan of Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie but his words just moved me: BRAD PITT ABOUT HIS WIFE : My wife got sick. She was constantly nervous because of problems at work, personal life, her failures and children. She lost 30 pounds and weighted about 90 pounds. She got very skinny and was constantly crying. She was not a happy woman. She had suffered from continuing headaches, heart pain and jammed nerves in her back and ribs. She did not sleep well, falling asleep only in the mornings and got tired very quickly during the day. Our relationship was on the verge of a break up. Her beauty was leaving her somewhere, she had bags under her eyes, she was poking her head, and stopped taking care of herself. She refused to shoot the films and rejected any role. I lost hope and thought that we’ll get divorced soon… But then I decided to act. After all I've got the most beautiful woman on earth. She is the idol of more than half of men and wom

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