Pusat Sains Negara 2017

assalammualaikum 

cuti sekolah sempena deepavali yg lalu kami sempat ke Pusat Sains Negara.Aku rasa ini pengalaman aku kali prtama . Jika tidak silap, dan aku akan ingat "Kempong" kawan aku aka Aidawati Saad yg bekerja part time di Pusat Sains masa kami belajar di UM suatu masa dulu.

dulu bahan pamera pusat sains lain skrg lain lagi . Ada 5 tempat pameran utama yg aku tak ingat satu persatu. tapi pada pengamatan aku dengan kos PERCUMA masuk ke Pusat Sains Negara ini adalah sangat sangat berbaloi..HOKEY! hurmmm

ini rupa Pusat Sains Negara yg terbaru 2017 cantikkan?

ok mula mula masuk akan jumpa aquarium ala ala AQUA RIA ..awal awla masuk pun dah excited kan ...hahah...sebenarnya aku bukan peminat bilik pameran da muzium ..aku tak suka embaca satu persatu. aku lebih suka walk and see... lain hafidz suka belek satu satu pada kau cam bosan.

lepas tu dia suka pergi tempat tempat macam ni sehari suntuk masuk da keluar bila tempat ni nak tutup..haha macam tulah kiranya..aku berbeza...janj sampai ambik ambik gamabr cukup! Jom balik g makan  ! hahah

ok kat sini tempat paling aku suka ..bumbung dia cantik gila kot ..nampak matahari . Amazinglah! lepas tu nnt korag boleh biarkan anak anak main macam dalam jump Street ..yg tu berbayar ka ...yg ni percuma ..main lah lama mana pun ..tp careful pastikan perhatika anak kita .. bab ni aku paling cuak. Bukan apa takut anak hilang.. 3 orang yg kecik ni susah sikit nak handle ..asyik berlari je kejenya.. aduh!

yang belakang dekat roket tu mmg best . [uaslah budak budak berlari dan memanjat nnt

aksi wajib ..MELOMPAT !

yang ni utk budak kecil di bawah 3 tahun 

orked yang tak tahu takut bila main panjat panjat ..gelongsor tinggi pu dia redah je ..pening mak!

Pertunjukkan sains. bagus juga dia tunjuk pelbagai eksperime sains. 

kalau korag suka permainan yg uji minda sebegini ..memang pusat sains lah tempat korang sesuai berjalan .. hurrmm

ok dah habis pusig indoor semua..actually ada lagi benda best terlalu banyak nak aku capturekan so nnt aku edit aku tambah ekk ...

ada pulak tama rama rama dan pertunjukkan burung kakak tua dan ular..

part paling best ada kola tempat mandi. tapi kena jaga aak sendiri tiada pegawal pantai di sediaka ..udah macam cite spongebob pulak ada pengawal pantai..korg tengok tak episode tu ? hihii

akhirnya jam 630 petang lawata kami berakhir dan aku ajak suami singgah makan malam di UM  ..mengimbau zaman universiti ..

nnt aku update ekkk..

***lepas ni nak pergi Tama Wetland di Putrajaya dengarnya best! 

bye 

wasalam 

Baju Dinner vs baju g Tesco.

Dinner dah berlangsung dengan jayanya pada Jumaat malam yg lalu.
Aku? Bukan siapa siapa hanya guru perempuan biasa ke dinner memenuhi undangan dan tak mampu nak meraih piala the best dress😏

Tapi manusia ni pelikkan ...bila kita terlalu menyerlah pun dikutuk.. bila kita biasa biasa pun dikutuk, aduh pelik aku ... apa yg tak puas hati sebenarnya. Ok ! Jangan amik hati langsung itu tak penting! Percayalah manusia akan bercakap apa sahaja yg dia mahi tanpa memikirkan hati dan perasaan org lain. Bahaya kan ..

Oklah aku memang memilih utk tidak pakai baju grand pada malam tersebut. Sebab aku sendiri tak yakin apa org akan cakap pada aku. Biasa nya yg aku dengar “ ada ke ustazah pakai macam tu...” ini mmg biasa sgt aku kena. Yelah boleh bergaya tapi mesti menjaga nilai nilai ketimuran itu adab kita. Yg Allah suka. Aku tak lah kata kawan kawan aku pakai yg Allah tak suka. Ini merujuk diri aku.

Oklah mmg aku pakai baju blouse biasa je. Takde special apa apa .. aku mmg ingat janji dtg makan. Setel. So aku tknak amik hati org kata aku pakai baju g jusco tesco or whatever.. aku rasa ko yg problem boleh sewenang wenangnya mengata orang macam macam.. again!

Seperti yg dijangka pengetua datang setiap meja beramah mesra dan singgah di meja kami. Seperti yg aku jangka. Dia dtg dna ucapkan terima kasih. Ok aku malas nak komen apnjang sgt apa yg dia cakap cuma dua perkara yg aku sempat tangkap “ video ni buat level biasa biasa tapi nak dekat iklan petronas “ ceh! Yoyo oo aje .. dia kata adik dia org media .. something like that. Dan satu lagi dia mentioned gak nasib baik dia pushed aku , kalau tak aku akan buat videoclip yg sama macam org bersara yg lain . Ok !

Malam tu juga aku dgr org cakap pasal “ video tu dh basi dah..” maksudnya tak semua org suka hasil kerja aku ada yg cenburu dan ada yg borak borak masa video aku di tayang macam taknak tengok langsung. Ofkoslah taknak impress . Actually bukan kita buat utknorg impress just our contribution. Not more than that!

Just a reminder for yourself. Tak semua org suka dengan apa yg kau buat, walaupun benda tu baik atau menarik tapi jangan lah kau anggap semua org akan menghargainya. Okay?

Baik kalo korg nak tengok gambar dinner aku yg akan g tesco tengok kat insta. Nnt nnt aku upload di sini.

Ok next cerita. Ini dr belah lain pihak. Org kata aku buat videoclip best sebab pakai devices mahal. Ok kali ni device pulak.. so dengan devices mahal aku dlt buat video elok. Macam nye semua factor tu factor lain bukan pasal pembuatnya. Factor iphone factor entah apa apa. Eh! Tak boleh ke ko appreciated je kerja org kan itu lagi mudah. Ni tak cerita macam macam , kalo aku bagi iphone ko pun tak tentu come out with this idea. Come on lah! This is about how we create the scene not only the devices.

Makin lama manusia bercakap makan heartlessness. Aku jadi jauh hati . Korang kenapa? Opss mungkin sebab cara kita cakap selama ini pun main lepas kan so org buat benda yg sama . Kensss ! So padanlah muka terkena batang hidung sendiri ambik kau. So start build your boudaries. Supaya org hormay sikit, bukan main redah aja...😌

Nilai Diri

ok skarang aku nak tanya siapa yg letak harga diri seseorang. kita  atau orang lain?

tinggi atau rendah maruah seseorang adalah bagaimana kita membawa diri kita. Akhlak kita menunjukkan harga diri kita

seseorang wanita murah atau mahal pada cara dia berpakaian dan jaga dia mejaga maruah diri kalau kita jumpa perempua yag berpakaian seksi da daring kita tau dia perempuan bagaimana. boleh dipegang atau dibawa ke mana mana, mungkin boleh "dimakan" berbanding perempuan yg alim bertudung labuh berjubah da sebagainya kita berpandangan dia wanita yg tidak boleh dipegang sebarangan dan tau menjaga batas pergaulan.

baik! saya taknak membahaskan tak semua perempuan seksi itu jahat dan tak semua perempuan bertudung itu baik . betul yang penting hati seseorang.... baik! jika kau baik hati sudah tentu kau mentaati Tuhanmu, berpakaian seksi merokok minum arak itu melawan perintah Allah adakah masih ada ruang lagi kau berpandangan dia baik. Ada. selagi ada ruang dia bertaubat. baiklah yg baik itu jelas da yang buruk itu jelas.. da kalau kau baik sekalipun adakah perbuatan kau buka aurat itu aku kena kira kau baik.. sebab hati kau baik? buka aurat tetap salah da dosa kau..walupun hati kau baik. ya dia baik walaupun dia merokok minum arak da berzina. sebab dia jaga anaknya mendidik anaknya bangun pagi pagi..baik aku tak nafikan  itu baik dan aku kata kau sebagai ibu baik tapi dosa dosa yg kau lakuka tetap salah di sisi Allah. kau boleh kata manusia boleh menilai macam macam tapi Allah tahu apa yg ada dalam hati aku..ok sekaag aku tanya kau baik kan?tapi kenapa kau berzina, minum arak dan merokok itu ka tidak baik di sisi Allah

maka di sini tiada sapa yg jahat maupun yang baik selagi belum penamat hidup seseorang. 

Nak Dinner tapi Baju Takde !

Arghhhhh!!! frust! 

tesion betul.....aku dah spend beratus ringgit nak beli baju dinner. satu beli baju dari butik MINIMALACE rm90 sebab ada defect dan kedua baju butik ZAN RIAS MELAKA..

ok ok..

aku mmg silap beli baju kat minimalaace tapi aku tau tak muat so aku harap dia ka jadi penggalak utk aku kurus da aku boleh pakai!my mistake...

ok ni paling hot! aku pergi tengok baju kat Zan Rias. Aku cuba display item . bila pakai ok..bila aku dah siap bayar dan baru cuba yg aku mmg nak amik dalam plastik tiba tiba sendat pulak kat perut. aduh! geramnya . Isunya aku tak boleh refund sebab bayar pakai kad kredit. dan yang kedua aku kena cuba banyak baju sebab nak sama saiz degan item yg display. eh! peliknya baju kau jual dengan yg display  bukan cutting yag sama ! eh salah sapa ni . Takkan salah customer pulak! sepatutnya apa yg ko display itu yg customer kau dapat kann....aduh stress aku harga baju 180 aku jadi member dapat 162 masalahnya nak jadi member kena bayar RM10. so aku bayar RM172 da baju aku nak tak dpt kena beli baju lain..haish! so aku cam dh jauh hati dan budak tu mmg telepon boss tapi cam cover cover pasal baju kau display dan yg sebenar tak sama. so aku mmg malas dan dh jauh hati aku amik je blouse ! blouse yg lengan bertingkat tigkat... dan aku takde baju dinner ok! takde....takkan aku nak pakai baju blouse je kot! 

baju butik zanrias. 

bayangka mahalnya aku beli blouse harga RM90 tambah palazo RM70 dan aku amik pin RM10 cukup RM160 dua riggit lagi aku sedekah! aku rasa sesak dada terpaksa beli benda yg kita taknak,da benda yg kita nak tak dapat ..stress tak?

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ok!! positive... hafidz just cakap " its happen.." macam beda dh jadi aku buat mcm mana kan...aduh!

so korang kira jelah berapa kos baju aku nak dinner RM252. dan aku belum ada baju dinner sekian terima kasih!

so aku pu feel so so je dengan dinner ni.. dan aku dapat job baru nak buat video pasal majlis persaraa Pn Nirmala dan P Khatizah .ini cuma nak bantu Cikgu Mus ...

ok korang tengok jelah dinner aku nnt jadi macam mana ok?

Berubah bersama sama itu Lebih Baik

orang kata kalau kita nak org berubah , kita kena berubah dahulu.
Kalau kita naknorg hormat kita, kita kena hornat orang dan begitulah..

Dalam hidup ini, kita tak boleh ubah orang lain. Tapi kita boleh ubah diri kita. Begitu juga dengan anak anak. Kalau nak suruh solat cakap “ Jom solat” itu lebih baik daripada “ Pergi solat...”

Kadangkala kita mengalami proses perubahan dari tak tahu kepada tahu. Kita akan dimaafkan jika kita buat sesuatu benda salah jika tidak tahu. Namun jika kesalahan tersebut berulang ulang itu tidak boleh di maafkan.

Orang kata perbetul solat kita , kita sedang memperbaiki hidup kita. Anak anak kita kita didik kan utk kenal Allah SWT sebelum kita kenal yg lain.

Bagaimana menghadapi konflik rumah tangga ; Laura Monsun

Laura Munson is the best-selling author of This Is Not The Story You Think It Is, and founder of Haven Retreats.

Let's say you have what you believe to be a healthy marriage. You're still friends and lovers after spending more than half of your lives together. The dreams you set out to achieve in your 20s — gazing into each other's eyes in candlelit city bistros, when you were single and skinny — have for the most part come true.

Two decades later you have the 20 acres of land, the farmhouse, the children, the dogs and horses. You're the parents you said you would be, full of love and guidance. You've done it all: Disneyland, camping, Hawaii, Mexico, city living, stargazing.

Sure, you have your marital issues, but on the whole you feel so self-satisfied about how things have worked out that you would never, in your wildest nightmares, think you would hear these words from your husband one fine summer day: "I don't love you anymore. I'm not sure I ever did. I'm moving out. The kids will understand. They'll want me to be happy."

But wait. This isn't the divorce story you think it is. Neither is it a begging-him-to-stay story. It's a story about hearing your husband say, "I don't love you anymore" and deciding not to believe him. And what can happen as a result.

Here's a visual: Child throws a temper tantrum. Tries to hit his mother. But the mother doesn't hit back, lecture or punish. Instead, she ducks. Then she tries to go about her business as if the tantrum isn't happening. She doesn't "reward" the tantrum. She simply doesn't take the tantrum personally because, after all, it's not about her.

Let me be clear: I'm not saying my husband was throwing a child's tantrum. No. He was in the grip of something else — a profound and far more troubling meltdown that comes not in childhood but in midlife, when we perceive that our personal trajectory is no longer arcing reliably upward as it once did. But I decided to respond the same way I'd responded to my children's tantrums. And I kept responding to it that way. For four months.

"I don't love you anymore. I'm not sure I ever did."

His words came at me like a speeding fist, like a sucker punch, yet somehow in that moment I was able to duck. And once I recovered and composed myself, I managed to say, "I don't buy it." Because I didn't.

He drew back in surprise. Apparently he'd expected me to burst into tears, to rage at him, to threaten him with a custody battle. Or beg him to change his mind.

So he turned mean. "I don't like what you've become."

Gut-wrenching pause. How could he say such a thing? That's when I really wanted to fight. To rage. To cry. But I didn't.

Instead, a shroud of calm enveloped me, and I repeated those words: "I don't buy it."

You see, I'd recently committed to a non-negotiable understanding with myself. I'd committed to "the End of Suffering." I'd finally managed to exile the voices in my head that told me my personal happiness was only as good as my outward success, rooted in things that were often outside my control. I'd seen the insanity of that equation and decided to take responsibility for my own happiness. And I mean all of it.

My husband hadn't yet come to this understanding with himself. He had enjoyed many years of hard work, and its rewards had supported our family of four all along. But his new endeavor hadn't been going so well, and his ability to be the breadwinner was in rapid decline. He'd been miserable about this, felt useless, was losing himself emotionally and letting himself go physically. And now he wanted out of our marriage; to be done with our family.

But I wasn't buying it.

I said: "It's not age-appropriate to expect children to be concerned with their parents' happiness. Not unless you want to create co-dependents who'll spend their lives in bad relationships and therapy. There are times in every relationship when the parties involved need a break. What can we do to give you the distance you need, without hurting the family?"

"Huh?" he said.

"Go trekking in Nepal. Build a yurt in the back meadow. Turn the garage studio into a man-cave. Get that drum set you've always wanted. Anything but hurting the children and me with a reckless move like the one you're talking about."

Then I repeated my line, "What can we do to give you the distance you need, without hurting the family?"

"Huh?"

"How can we have a responsible distance?"

"I don't want distance," he said. "I want to move out."

My mind raced. Was it another woman? Drugs? Unconscionable secrets? But I stopped myself. I would not suffer.

Instead, I went to my desk, Googled "responsible separation," and came up with a list. It included things like: Who's allowed to use what credit cards? Who are the children allowed to see you with in town? Who's allowed keys to what?

I looked through the list and passed it on to him.

His response: "Keys? We don't even have keys to our house."

I remained stoic. I could see pain in his eyes. Pain I recognized.

"Oh, I see what you're doing," he said. "You're going to make me go into therapy. You're not going to let me move out. You're going to use the kids against me."

"I never said that. I just asked: What can we do to give you the distance you need ... "

"Stop saying that!"

Well, he didn't move out.

Instead, he spent the summer being unreliable. He stopped coming home at his usual 6 o'clock. He would stay out late and not call. He blew off our entire Fourth of July — the parade, the barbecue, the fireworks — to go to someone else's party. When he was at home, he was distant. He wouldn't look me in the eye. He didn't even wish me "Happy Birthday."

But I didn't play into it. I walked my line. I told the kids: "Daddy's having a hard time, as adults often do. But we're a family, no matter what." I was not going to suffer. And neither were they.

My trusted friends were irate on my behalf. "How can you just stand by and accept this behavior? Kick him out! Get a lawyer!"

I walked my line with them, too. This man was hurting, yet his problem wasn't mine to solve. In fact, I needed to get out of his way so he could solve it.

I know what you're thinking: I'm a pushover. I'm weak and scared and would put up with anything to keep the family together. I'm probably one of those women who would endure physical abuse. But I can assure you, I'm not. I load 1,500-pound horses into trailers and gallop through the high country of Montana all summer. I went through Pitocin-induced natural childbirth. And a Caesarean section without follow-up drugs. I am handy with a chain saw.

I simply had come to understand that I was not at the root of my husband's problem. He was. If he could turn his problem into a marital fight, he could make it about us. I needed to get out of the way so that wouldn't happen.

Privately, I decided to give him time. Six months.

I had good days and I had bad days. On the good days, I took the high road. I ignored his lashing out, his merciless jabs. On bad days, I would fester in the August sun while the kids ran through sprinklers, raging at him in my mind. But I never wavered. Although it may sound ridiculous to say, "Don't take it personally" when your husband tells you he no longer loves you, sometimes that's exactly what you have to do.

Instead of issuing ultimatums, yelling, crying, or begging, I presented him with options. I created a summer of fun for our family and welcomed him to share in it, or not — it was up to him. If he chose not to come along, we would miss him, but we would be just fine, thank you very much. And we were.

And, yeah, you can bet I wanted to sit him down and persuade him to stay. To love me. To fight for what we've created. You can bet I wanted to.

But I didn't.

I barbecued. Made lemonade. Set the table for four. Loved him from afar.

And one day, there he was, home from work early, mowing the lawn. A man doesn't mow his lawn if he's going to leave it. Not this man. Then he fixed a door that had been broken for eight years. He made a comment about our front porch needing paint. Our front porch. He mentioned needing wood for next winter. The future. Little by little, he started talking about the future.

It was Thanksgiving dinner that sealed it. My husband bowed his head humbly and said, "I'm thankful for my family."

He was back.

And I saw what had been missing: pride. He'd lost pride in himself. Maybe that's what happens when our egos take a hit in midlife and we realize we're not as young and golden anymore.

When life's knocked us around. And our childhood myths reveal themselves to be just that. The truth feels like the biggest sucker-punch of them all: It's not a spouse, or land, or a job, or money that brings us happiness. Those achievements, those relationships, can enhance our happiness, yes, but happiness has to start from within. Relying on any other equation can be lethal.

My husband had become lost in the myth. But he found his way out. We've since had the hard conversations. In fact, he encouraged me to write about our ordeal. To help other couples who arrive at this juncture in life. People who feel scared and stuck. Who believe their temporary feelings are permanent. Who see an easy out and think they can escape.

My husband tried to strike a deal. Blame me for his pain. Unload his feelings of personal disgrace onto me.

But I ducked. And I waited. And it worked.

This essay originally appeared in The New York Times. Used with permission. All rights reserved.

http://theweek.com/articles/502812/said-leaving-ignored

Wife need Love, Husband need Respect; yasmin Mogahed.

 Successful Marriage: The Missing Link

“And among His signs is that He created for you mates from among yourselves that you may dwell in tranquility with them, and He has put love and mercy between you; verily, in that are signs for people who reflect.” (Qur’an, 30:21)

We’ve all read this verse on countless marriage announcements. But how many have actualized it? How many of our marriages really embody that love and mercy described by Allah? What is going wrong when so many of our marriages are ending in divorce?

According to Dr. Emerson Eggerichs, author of Love & Respect: The Love She Most Desires; The Respect He Desperately Needs, the answer is simple. In his book, Eggerichs explains that extensive research has found that a man’s primary need is for respect, while a woman’s primary need is for love. He describes what he calls the “crazy cycle”—the pattern of argumentation that results when the wife does not show respect and the husband does not show love. He explains how the two reinforce and cause one another.  In other words, when a wife feels that her husband is acting unloving, she often reacts with disrespect, which in turn makes the husband act even more unloving.

Eggerichs argues that the solution to the “crazy cycle” is for the wife to show unconditional respect to her husband and for the husband to show unconditional love to his wife.  This means that a wife should not say that first her husband must be loving before she will show him respect.  By doing so, she will only bring about more unloving behavior.  And a husband should not say that first his wife must be respectful before he will show her love.  By doing so, he will only bring about more disrespectful behavior. The two must be unconditional.

When I reflected on this concept, I realized that looking at the Qur’an and prophetic wisdom, there are no two concepts more stressed with regards to the marital relationship.

To men, the Prophet ﷺ said,

“Take good care of women, for they were created from a bent rib, and the most curved part of it is its top; if you try to straighten it, you will break it, and if you leave it, it will remain arched, so take good care of women.” (Bukhari & Muslim)

He has further stressed: “The most perfect believer in the matter of faith is one who has excellent behavior; and the best among you are those who behave best towards their wives.” (Al-Tirmidhi)

The Prophet ﷺ has also said, “A believing man should not hate a believing woman; if he dislikes one of her characteristics, he will be pleased with another.” (Muslim)

Allah says:

“…Live with them in kindness. For if you dislike them – perhaps you dislike a thing and Allah makes therein much good.” (Qur’an, 4:19)

In these jewels of wisdom, men are urged to be kind and loving towards their wives. Moreover, they are urged to overlook their wife’s faults when showing that kindness and love.

On the other hand, when addressing the wife, the focus is different.  Why are women not told again and again to be kind and loving towards their husbands? Perhaps it is because unconditional love already comes naturally to women. Few men complain that their wives do not love them. But many complain that their wives do not respect them. And it is this sentiment which is most stressed in the Qur’an and sunnah, with regards to wives.

Respect can be manifest in a number of ways. One of the most important ways to show respect is the respect of one’s wishes. When someone says, “I respect your advice,” they mean “I will follow your advice.” Respecting a leader, means doing what they say. Respecting our parents means not going against their wishes. And respecting one’s husband means respecting his wishes. The Prophet ﷺ has said: “When any woman prays her five, fasts her month, guards her body and obeys her husband, it is said to her: ‘Enter paradise from whichever of its doors you wish.'” [At-Tirmidhi]

Why are we as women told to respect and follow the wishes of our husbands? It is because men are given an extra degree of responsibility. Allah says: “Men are the protectors and maintainers [qawwamun] of women, because Allah has given the one more [strength] than the other, and because they support them from their means . . .” (Qur’an, 4:34)

But won’t this unconditional respect towards one’s husband put us, as women, in a weak, submissive position? Won’t we set ourselves up to be taken advantage of and abused? Quite the contrary. The Quran, the prophetic example, and even contemporary research have proven the exact opposite. The more respect a woman shows her husband, the more love and kindness he will show her. And in fact, the more disrespect she shows, the more harsh and unloving he becomes.

Similarly, a man may question why he should show kindness and love towards even a disrespectful wife. To answer this question, one only needs to look at the example of Omar Ibn ul-Khattab. When a man came to Omar (who was Khalifah at the time) to complain of his wife, he heard Omar’s own wife yelling at him. While the man turned to leave, Omar called him back. The man told Omar that he had come to complain of the same problem that Omar himself had. To this Omar replied that his wife tolerated him, washed his clothes, cleaned his home, made him comfortable, and took care of his children. If she did all of this for him, how could he not tolerate her when she raised her voice?

This story provides a beautiful example for all of us—not only for the men. This story is a priceless illustration of tolerance and patience, which is essential for any successful marriage. Moreover, consider the reward in the hereafter for those who show patience: Allah says, “Only those who are patient shall receive their reward in full without reckoning (or measure).” (Qur’an, 39:10)

Gym Untuk Ladies SAHAJA di Melaka

Tak sangka aku boleh suka pergi gym. Mmg best rupanya bila badan brpeluh. Terasa sihat.
aku join gym ni sejak dua minggu lepas. 3 hari aku pergi..

Gym nya kecik sahaja. tapi yg aku suka hanya utk peempuan. boleh buka tudung dan ada ruang solat. selain itu memang ada toilet dan bilik mandi. ada juga air coway yg disediakan.

jadi jadual aku hari hari balik sekolah singgah gym dulu. aku dp buat sekitar 500 kalori sehari. aku pla nak upgrade jadi 700 sehari dan lama lama sribu sehari.

memang takde perubahan penurunan kilogram tapi yg aku suka badan rasa ringan dan ada bahagian y berlekuk .macam ada posture lah kiranya.

kalau nak pergi dia area Daging Bukit restoran berhampira IPK..kalau dari bukit beruang jalan straight ke MITC ...dri situ akan nampak kedai maka dan ada juga kedai jual wallpaper..Raizin Wallpaper.

Boleh je walk in dengan harga 5 ringgit. Kalau amik pakej. Sebulan takde . Dua bulan RM100 tiga bulan RM120... boleh dtg bila bila masa. Siang atau malam dari 10 pagi hingga 10 malam.

Ahad tutup.



Mmg selesa bila pergi gym yg ko boleh bukak tudung ni. Taklah panas sangat! Aku suka yg naik basikal versi berdiri. Record paling baik aku buat 700 kalori. Yg treadmills tu aku suka gak. Baru berjinak jinak buat 100 kalori. Aku baca Rahim sepahtu buat 3km tau. Mmg berbentuklah badan ko sekejap jalan pastu berlari. Berat aku masih 71kg. Aku dh start diet atkins tapi aku gagal part minum nescafe. Lepas ni aku cuba minum nescafe tanpa gula. Nasi dh boleh kontrol makan telor dadar buat lempeng dan fill in salad dan tomato. Aku letak sos dan mayonis. Setakat ni makan tu dengan nescafe aku akan kenyang. Nnt lapar aku minum air masak jelah...

Esok isnin aku ingat nak ke gym kejap. Pagi pagi lepas bfast. Aku nak bfast roti wheat mills yg hijau tu je.. dengan scrabble 🥚.. part minum 3L belum berjaya.


Aku pun dh beli rolled oatmeal. Tapi leceh kena masak 10 minit dulu baru boleh makan. Nnt lah aku google kaedah nak masak dia.

Ok nnt aku review pasal Klinik Gigi NurAin yg dekat rumah aku.. ok ! Bye!

Ni treadmills yg aku jalan 1km 😝

UPDATE TERKINI SAYANGNYA GYM NI DAH TUTUP TAHUN NI 2019 

Kismet; Sipnopsis Cerekarama TV3

Sipnopsis Drama Kismet. 

Cerita mengenai rumah tangga yg bakal berakhir kerana org ketiga. Cliche kan ? Lakonan mantap Eman Manan dan Vanidah Imran. Tua betul nampaknya Eman Manan.hahah... dah 58 kot ke 60-an. 

Aku berikan sipnopsis aku bentuk point. 

1. Hubungan terlarang makan setahun dan kau harap isteri kau layankan kau baik . Tak hairan lah Shah dan Farah tidur berasingan. Dan Shah kata dia dah takde perasaan pada Farah. Mmg lah dah kau curahkan semua perasaan ko pada yg haram mmg lah kau tak nampak apa apa pada isteri kau melainkan segala bentuk keburukkan. Pointnya lelaki kau patut tanya kenapa isteri aku berubah? Apa penyebab hubungan ini pudar? Cari jalan selesaikan bukan kau cari pengganti bini kau. 
2. Bila lelaki dh bergelumang dengan benda haram bukan kata dia tak layan isteri perintah Allah pun dia langgar! Dia tak solat . Apa makna kau duduk dah macam suami isteri keluar masuk apartment perempuan tu. dan kau tak hairanlah bini kau selama mana kau ada selimut baru. Allah tutup mata hati kau utk menilai mana kaca mana permata. 
3. Lelaki bila dah kemaruk tiada siapa boleh halang! TIADA. Fullstop! 
4. Apa lagi yg kau harap dari lelaki yg CURANG. Bukan sekadar makan sama . Dah buat seks sama !! Mmg perpisahan jalan terbaik! Tapi wanita.. hatinya mudah memaafkan. So sad.
5. Bila part Farah minta “ kembalikan kebahagian rumah tangga kita sebelum bercerai sebab Niah nak UPSR” maka diorg spend lebih banyak masa bersama. Sehingga Shah ( Eman Manan) mengetuai solat Jemaah. Kembali solat. Dan bila dia solat dia tidak lagi memegang perempuan itu kerana apa .hukumnya Haram. So pengajaran nya, Solat dpt mencegah kamu dari maksiat. Dan formula ini betul. Tp ada je yg pura pura solat blkg buat maksiat 😭😭😭 mungkin solatnya sia sia. 
6. Ending, Eman Manan atau Shah tak jadi ceraikan Farah dan tak jadi kawin dengan Nora. Pada pagi kononnya nak surprisekan bini nya pada anniversary mereka bini nya meninggal dunia .
7. Pandanglah isteri dengan pandangan mawaddah wa rahmah. Allah akan mengampunkan dosa dosa keduanya. Bila part malam yg Farah cedukkan nasi suaminya, masatulah Shah perasan betapa cantik dan istimewanya isterinya. Namun sayang segalanya telah terlambat. Farah takkan berpatah balik. 
8. Kejujuran sesuatu yg mahal dari isteri yg takkan dapat dari mana mana perempuan yg MURAH. ( lebih kurang lah 😝kata kata akhir Eman Manan)  
   

Putaran Hidup

Sudah tidak kedengaran lagi cerita montaj dan persaraan pengetua. 9hb Okt hingga 11hb pelajar menghadapi PT3. Dan aku sibuk menjalankan tugas sebagai guru buat relief. 

Apa guru buat relief ni? 

Ok . Bila guru guru kena bertugas keluar samada kursus , mesyuarat atau lain lain tugas . Kleas guru tersebut perlu diganti oleh guru lain. Termasuklah guru yg bercuti sakit atau Bercuti rehat khas. Ini bertujuan mengawasi murid sementara guru tiada. Yelah, kadang kadang time guru relief lah ada kes berlaku. Budak gaduh, jatuh, kemalangan, couple buat ringan2 dan sebagainya. 

So aku ditugaskan buat Relief iaitu menyusun siapa yg kena masuk kelas yg tiada guru. 

Yang mudahnya bila pelajar dicutikan secara bergilir. isnin dan rabu pelajar form 1 cuti. Selasa dan Khamis pelajar Form 2. Maka banyaklah guru yg tidak mengajar akan digunakan utk merelief kelas pengawas tingkatan3. Termasuk guru guru yg MC dan kursus di luar. 

Selalunya org yg buat relief ni org bengang . Yelah time org nak rehat kena masuk kelas guru lain pulak kan.. tapi benda ni macam roda. Esok time ko cuti org lain pulak jaga anak murid kau.. kan! 

So minggu ni aku sebagai pembuat relief mmg tak delah lepK sgt aku akan duduk di pejabat menyiapkan relief hari esok nya dan esoknya lagi. RPH aku dh buat secara online. Dalam masa yg sama aku sempat siapkan soalan exam akhir tahun Tingkatan 2 siap dengan skema. Dan lega sebelum cuti aku sempat submit utk direso. 

Aku mmg kalo boleh malas nak tangguh kerja kerja ni. Ok. 

Aku juga baru dpt tahu kawan sekerja aku Kak Ila suaminya disyaki mengidap kanser colon tahap 4. Allahu Robbi.. besarnya ujian dia. Anak anak masih kecil termasuk umur 5 tahun seorg kalau tak silap aku. Yang sulung di universiti. Terkejut jugak dengar. Penyakit ini sama seperti Kak Jj kena. Ya Allah .. benarlah jika Allah nak tarik nikmat sekelip mata sahaja. Tanpa isyarat. 

Benarlah hidup ini ujian. Ujian sama ada kita bersyukur atau tidak dengan segala ketentuan Allah. 

Aku juga sedang menghadapi ujian. Namun sebagai hamba Nya aku redha kerana aku yakin setiap yg Allah tentukan adalah yg terbaik utk aku. Untuk mem positive kan diri sendiri bukan sesuatu yg mudah. 

Jangan pernah kita menghukum seseorang atas apa yg berlaku sebab kita sendiri tak tahu apa yg sebenarnya berlaku. Nyesal pulak aku kadangkala terlalu mudah memberi komen isu isu org. Sebaliknya kita berdiam diri kerana bukan kita berada dalam circle ⭕️ masalah tersebut. Hanya yg menghadapi nya sahaja yg tahu. 

Aku mula diet. Malam elak makan nasi. Tapi mmg beza kenyang makan karbi dengan makan protein. Tadi aku makan ayam goreng Oily. Tapi aku tak amik nasik. Malam aku makan kuew tiaw konjac tu. kenyang tapi masih berasa lapar. Sebab tak sama makan nasik. Aku pun tak faham perut aku ni. 

Cuba korg google tips Rahim Sepahtu Kurus . Mmg awesome. Yg aku perasan dia jogging 3KM. Ni aku akak cuba tiru. Dia tak minum smeua benda manis, tak makan nasi, amik sup, takde goreng2, buat squat, amik dua sudu brown rice. Wah! Mmg mental kena kuat! 

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KEGAGALAN TURUN BERAT BADAN

Dalam banyak banyak usaha nak kurus aku berjaya istiqamah di gym. Terbaru aku dh order sepoloh set konjac food.

aku try order kat fafae mimie tapi harga post rm15 boleh dapat 3 konjac . so baik dropship syasya sudi berkongsi ejen melaka yg aku boleh beli directly.

dia beritahu Es & Ef https://www.facebook.com/es.n.ef/

alhamdulillah harga rm5 kena beli 10. so rm50. aku dh order 8 kuewtiaw dan nasi 2 peket. aku dh plan nak makan nasi dan sup bila di sekolah. lalukan denga air panas coway. aku tekad hanya nak minum green tea sahaja da pergi gym seperti biasa.

kelemahan aku pada air manis nscafe. teh tarik da semua minuman bersusu. mmg sewel bila kena diet part ni

aku dan belajar bergym skrg cotrol makan pula. harap berhasil. berat malam ni. 71kg ketinggian 158cm. berat ideal 62kg.

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1st Avenue Penang

Pada Jumaat malam sepatutnya suami ada dinner, sebab keletihan dia tak jadi ke dinner dan kami berdua pergi gym dan anak anak tinggal di bilik tengok video dari komputer. 

mmg tak elok buat macam tu tp Insya Allah diorang ok.

Pendek cerita lps membakar kalori 250 suami ajak jalan jalan..rupanya sebelah hotel je ada 1st Aveue Penang ni..mmg best ..kalau bawa anak anak jalan pun best dh semua keletihan ..orked dan ihsan dah tidur pun..

masa jalan jalan tu baru perasan ada maca fly over dr hotel ke mall tu...

makanya kami pun berdating di stabak ..kejap je dlm 15 minit..

Penang dah macam seoul aku tengok

mall yang bersebelahan Hotel Jen

menu menambah lemak

baru aku perasan ..hotel bag 3 in 1 yang hijau tu best weh! ni semua kopi teh bagai yang dia bagi aku simpan dan letak dalam balang utk minum di sekolah

ada mineral, decaf coffee, nescafe, tea dan gula ,krimer

macam tak puas duk di Penang sebab cuma sempat jalan sikit je..esok pagi kami ke Transfer Road utk maka roti canai yang femes tu dekat je dengan hotel 3 minit dengan kereta..tak sampai 1km...

sebelum balik aku sempat singgah jeruk Pak Ali utk beli ole ole...oklah kan dr takde apa apa buah tangan..

**perkembangan diet ..masih gagal. aku baru belajar minum green tea bila lunch di kantin. dan aku masih ke gym ..tadi bakar 300 kalori berat 71.2 kg..

sempat tak nak kurus sebelum 2018?

"Not So Proper HM"

Kenangan bersama “not so proper HM” En Megat Nasir Bin Megat Hashim. Masa ni terima sijil peningkatan peratus panitia utk SPM 2016 dalam Majlis Anugerah. 

Aku pun sebenarnya jarang bekerjasama dengan pengetua. Kecuali time nak mohon cuti rehat . 😝😍😍selain tu biasa biasa aja. Ada juga kami berdebat dua tiga kali di kantin. Most all the time dia banyak spend masa di pejabat dengan akak akak pejabat termasuk CC. 

Mungkin sifat dia yg simple dan tak suka menyusahkan org membuatkan org senang dengan dia. Lain lain hal dia lebih bersifat optimis dan tidak terlalu autocratic dalam pentadbiran. Tapi dlm bab surat menyurat dia agak particular. Mungkin sebab pengalaman berkhidmat sebagai ketua Sektor di Bahagian Penilaian buat dia lebih teliti dalam beberapa hal.

Semasa jadi pengetua dia bawa slogan SMKBB Rock tu lebih kepada maksud menggoncang dunia. Seems that meaning not rock kapak! Haha.. tapi banyak yg faham rock kapak sebab kita tahu sekolah ni mmg cenderung pada hal hal muzik. Sampai ustzah pun join angklungkan😏😏😘

Masa dia jadi pengetua ada nya Great Hall iaitu dewan yg di buka dari kelas. Ada bilik Alpha Centuari dan ada pondok wakaf dinamakan Andromeda. Selain itu banyak infrastructures yg diperbaiki seperti kantin diperbesarkan dan dibuat bumbung utk guru duduk ketika perhimpunan. 

Ok nnt sambung lagi.

cuma aku nak cakap sebaik mana pun kita mentadbir pasti ada mulut yng berbunyi yang bukan bukan ..tu yang bahaya tu ..so just ignored !

Health Club, Hotel Jen

Sebelum nak share Health Club dia aku nak share port makan time sarapan yg agak happening. Di bahagian bawah Komtar, jalan kaki je dari Hotel Jen ni. Berhadapan Hotel Jen ada Hotel St Giles Webley. Hotel mahal ni aku syak! So dari pintu keluar hotel Jen ko jalan sikit ke kanan, jumpa lampu isyarat belok kanan. Korang akan jumpa bus station. Jalan sikit korang akan jumpa macam food court mmg food courtlah kan . Ko kenapa? Hahha . Ada pelbagai kuih muih, roti canai, nasi lemak yg pelbagai jenis dibungkus dan sebagainya. 

Susah pulak nak type post pakai hp.

Baiklah aku sambung cerita Health Club dia. Memang best ada gum, pool, ada sauna dan steambath dan ada massage. 

Selalu benda alah yg aku kayuh tu takde music ke tv ke internet ke. Tp kali ni sambil ko cycling boleh dengar lagu layan channel tv, youtube, best tau! 

Sambil tu pandang view pool . Wah! Sepatutnya ko boleh bakar 700 kalori 😝hahha

Lepas dah dh membako kitorg g jalan ke shopping mall nama 1st  Avenue Penang. Betul betul sebelah The Jen Hotel. Macam macam ada termasuk H&M butik ada jugak Starbuck makan ke stabak le kami minum kopi. Layan kan je.. anak anak pun dh tido kat bilik. Imran mesti tengah tgk komputer. Ihsan dan orked dh tido. 

So , nasihat aku next time dtg Penang. Book The Jen mmg korang pueh hati okey! Semalam 290 korg book lah pakai apa yg murah. traveloka ke booking.com ke.. mmg best! 

Nnt aku masukkan gambar aku jalan ke 1st Avenue

Hotel St Giles Wembley