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Sugar, spice and everything nice..NOT (:

Nur Shuhadah
If you look you will see that this world is a beautiful, accident, turbulent, succulent, opulent, permanent, no way. I wanna taste it! Don't wanna waste it away~ So knock me off my feet. Come on now give it to me baby. (:

I'd rather be anything but ordinary.

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Let's face it
Monday, June 02, 2014
I suck at this blogging thing. So instead of saying I'm back for reals, I'm just going to say I'll be back as and when my baby naps. 

Actually I wanted to start writing again because I'm in yet another new phase in life. Azrie and I just moved into our nest and I would like to document my journey to become a domestic goddess. 

There's still a lot to be done for the new home so I am reluctant to post any photos. Give it another month okay? 

Now, for the purpose of this post. I'm on a Japanese kick of the late. Not anime, just loving the food, reading Cheesie's trips to Japan and watching EmmymadeinJapan videos. Naturally, the first meal I made in my new home is KARE-RAISU. 

That's the traditional way of serving kare-raisu. Emmy said so!

Husband's verdict: Sedap! (Hey, he said it with conviction so I dare say it's really good.)

Granted, I made it from a mix. We don't have a peeler yet so using a knife to peel those suckers i.e. potato and carrots took a while. *pats self on the back* 

I'm hoping to bake something next week. A cake perhaps. Dare to dream I'd say! My cousin bought me this huge 3 in 1 kitchen machine where it's a blender, food processor and mixer. No excuses, right?
Image from Kenwood website. I hope it's not a Decepticon.

Pray I'll be regular blogger again. Pray real hard. 

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My hopes for the little one
Tuesday, November 06, 2012
Every mother wants the best for her child and I now fit in that category. The character and attitude of kids nowadays terrify me however. I wish I have the answer of which triumphs over which. Nature or nurture?

1) Not a tantrum monster
This is highly important. I see so many parents these days who are just too tired to educate their children properly and eventually giving in to rubbish behavior. Kids running around and screaming in public places while their parents just watch in exasperation. Seriously? 

Husband is definitely the disciplinarian between the two of us but we both have the same stand on what's right and wrong. We both learnt Human Behavior in school and we know that we both need to be constant when disciplining our child. He can't be saying no while I say yes. Now I just need to look at cute pictures of baby and learn to say No to their faces.

2) A reader
I'm an avid reader of book while the husband is not. However I will ensure that my little one will follow my footsteps and have reading time with his ummi. And yes, I'd definitely dress my son up as Harry Potter at one point of his life. I will also loan the series to him, making him wait a year for the next book. Huzzah!

3) An active child
Both his parents have athletic background so I'd dare say it's expected.

The list can go on forever. As per my doa, "Sempunakanlah sifat bayiku, berikanlahnya akhlak yang baik dan akal yang tajam. Semoga dia membesar untuk menjadi manusia yang berbakti pada bangsa, agama dan ibu-bapanya."

Amin Ya Rabb!


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Saturday, November 03, 2012
Oh hai! So basically I'm here to say that I need somewhere to document my thoughts as the husband and I are going through an incredible moment in our lives!

As most will already know, we're expecting a baby and sweet pea will be due insyaAllah 28th March 2013. A little further than our wedding anniversary but just as sweet that we'll have a new member in the family in the same month.

I'll post more updates soon, perhaps of how we found out about the pregnancy and how insane the first trimester was. For now, I'm currently in my second trimester i.e. 19 weeks and 3 days to be exact. The last time we checked, baby was in 'sujud' position and will most probably be a boy! Baby kicks up a storm whenever we're ready for bed and I've gained 4kg in these 4 months.

Toodles!




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Monday, December 13, 2010
Quick one as I have no time to write up a storm.

1) My aunt passed away. A dear one at that. It was a shock to me but she left peacefully so I'm ok.

2) Took out another 2 of my wisdom tooth. Will never never forget the feeling after the painkiller wore off. I was crying, hunched over my work desk, trying to finish work asap so that I can go home and cry mummy.

3) 2 favourite seniors+1 fiancé= Awesome possumness! And not to mention the kick of winning two games in a row. *flutters eye lashes*

4) Things are changing and I like it (:

Pictures soon hopefully~

Till then.

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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Reason #54851 why I love Muhd Azrie.


Me: Syg, I placed my heart into your hands. Where is it now? I might need it back in case you decide to crush it.

Him: Too bad, I already swallowed it.

Me: (:O face) Why would you do that?

Him: So that it’s beating next to mine now.


Damn touching. I swear I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when he said that. I love you hunny. *snuggles* Sometimes I’m glad I decided to keep a hand-written diary. It makes me remember precious moments like above. Shall invest in a mole-skin to keep it up.


Anywhoos, another year, another birthday. I actually removed my birthday from my Facebook page the day before and was pleasantly surprised when little nut announced that it’s rude of me not to respond to the many birthday messages on my wall. Thank you to all who wished me. It made my day (:


So I broke my Facebook fast to reply to all you wonderful people. My faith in humanity is restored slightly. I decide that it’s not so bad. I miss replying my friends’ statuses. Either to make them laugh or share some thoughts. So, I shall only check Facebook during lunch and after office hours and only entertain friends whom I genuinely care about. :D


LIM WENSU, come back soon please. I miss you shit tons. When I look at donuts, I think of the time when you dragged me to accompany you to buy them at 6pm after school at bloody Orchard. When I see teddies, it reminds me if that little devil of yours. KILL IT WITH FIRE! With that, I love you. Come home please. And I swear, I saw a coffee shop called WOON SOON in Malaysia. Should have taken a picture.


Till then.



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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Last week after work, I was in a mad rush to meet Azrie. I was hungry, cranky and irritated by the crowd. Wanted to tap in but my ez-link doesn’t have enough value. While I was chastizing the distance fare which is a total bullcrap because I spend more on transport now thanks to whoever’s ingenious idea to squeeze every cent from me (try saying that in one breath), I noticed the man in front of me taking so long to get the deed done. Frustrated, I queued at another machine.


He was still struggling when it was almost my turn to top up my ez-link. He’s a foreigner I guess and wanted to buy a standard ticket. His ten cent was rejected and I don’t think he noticed it. In my mind I was wondering, why isn’t anyone helping this man? Stupid question Shu. Seriously.


So I came over, and asked him where he’s going. Clarke Kueh he said. Swallowing my laughter, I helped him get the ticket and off he went. Someone already cut my queue so I had to go all the way back again. But that’s ok, below somewhere in my black heart, there was a tiny part that’s shining.


All I'm trying to say is, make a difference. In Singaporean context, you're practically God-sent. You can be be rose among the thorns. Remember what you learnt in school? Please and thank you. It applies till you the day you die you know? Every random act of kindness makes the world a better place. No, people might not do the same for you but I'm sure The One above will give you extra heaven points for making someone's day (:


Except, don't give face to uncles and aunties who rush to board the train even before you exit. After you alight, turn around and do the "I'm watching you". Or if you have the balls that I do not possess, just give the finger. It's a universal language baby.


Till then.



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Friday, November 12, 2010


Alright, here’s the real deal. I was thinking of locking this journal (or whatever this is that I managed to keep for years) for good. I’ll try to keep it around for a while and we’ll see how it goes.

So I’m back. Not sure how long this stint will last but oy, be grateful.


I’m done with Facebook. The reason why I’m doing this is because, one of my friends in Facebook passed away. I only found out when her family posted about her funeral details. The first thought was, who is this person? Why is she even on my Friends list when I don’t even recognize her?


So, I asked around and I realized that she was the one who saved me once from an online game bully. Changed her name, that’s why I didn’t realize it’s her. She was even in a small, tight group that I was a part of. It was a terrible moment. I felt sick to my stomach. I couldn’t help feeling like I could have done something to stop her, somehow. I couldn’t understand or get over it, until now I guess.

(Juvi is my Indonesian Penguin btw. We're international.)


My head hurts now that I think about it.


Superficial. That’s what I think Facebook is right now. I have around 200 friends there but I only memorize around 15 person’s birthday. I used to be there genuinely because I don’t miss out on what friends I actually care about are doing. As I add more people, I find that I analyze cryptic status messages more. I have the tendency to care when I really don't have to. Bad habit. When I know what’s going on even without people saying, they ask me how. Even Azrie, when I tell him things that I notice from there. I’m thoughtful in case you didn’t notice and most of the time, my deductions are right. Why the hell should I even bother doing that?


Yes, it’s great to find long lost friends after years. But after the novelty wears off, you’re back to being old friends again. You’ll get separated and find each other again in years to come. It’s a vicious cycle. How many actually bother to exchange number and dropping hi-s and how are you-s every now and then? Not many. Even with current friends. Do you actually ask them how they are? I’m one to be guilty of this. I vow to change this.


So what’s your purpose Facebook? Flaunt your lifestyle? Crave for attention? Shove how popular you are in other people’s throat? Show off how successful you are? What is this desire in humans to share their private matters with the public? I have seen people's dirty laundry hanging all out. Cheating. Messy break-ups. Abuse. Self-destruction. You name it, I’ve seen it. Tell me, perhaps you are one of those rare breeds who can change my opinion about it.


As for now, sorry friends. If you have anything to tell me, sms me please. If you don't have my number, why are you even reading my blog?


On a personal note, I’m sorry to people on my MSN whom I chat often with. It seems that it’s deleted from my system and though I’m 2nd in charge in IT, my administrator will murder me if I install programs on my own. I don't touch the computer when I'm home too because I'm sick of looking at a computer screen. I’ll talk to you soon, I promise. Especially that one senior. (:


Here's a picture of us. You know, in case you forget my face and the fiancé's. Man, I love saying that. Fiancé fiancé fiancé! We're fine. It's exhilarating to be an engaged lady. Azrie's still unemployed but successful. *winks* We're still planning to get married on 04/03/12 (Yeah. I'm a geek. So?). Mark that down please. I plan to pursue my car license next year and I'm looking forward to something big happening in January. Wish me luck! 2011 will be an exciting year ((:

Till then.

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