November Post

Meanwhile London is getting colder and colder, my head is getting hotter and hotter by the months. I'm left with a few not more of weeks before I have to start writing up my transfer report. For us PhDs, it is the most important part of our life. But for the supervisors, it just another damn presentation they have to put up with. Funny how one thing can be view as another thing by others.

I've been receiving letters from my blog readers through email. One or two and sometimes more. Gosh! I didn't expect some random readers would read such boring life posts except my friends and family. But thank you all anyway for the lovely and sweet letters. I couldn't be more flattered. It truly does make my days.

I apologized to those who 'friend request' me on facebook but haven't receive any responses from my end. Its just that I am honestly embarrass as I have pictures of me posing inappropriately with my girls. Until then, I'll think of a better way to resolve this.

I'm sorry I haven't been able to write alot. Life decided to rearrange my priorities, one of which is sleep early. There are a few things pending. I'm suppose to post up my reception pictures but aren't able to do it as it is still with taufiqshariff. He's been busy too. Engineered his way to make money for his future. I promise I'll show them once I got my hand on it.

Till then.

Come What May

I have always thought I have my life at the tip of my finger. I've my life sorted out already like a homemade recipe just ready to be made. I would write about my hopes and dreams and future wannabes in a diary/paper ; like I would have a master degree and become an engineer and I would then fold the paper and prepare the ingredients needed.I would work my ass off to get the most delicious homemade success based on the recipe written. So by the time I would have to open it back,I can make sure a few of them can be checked accordingly. And by that time, I can't help myself smiling or even letting out the sound 'heh' while I read through it. Proud.

But until yesterday, I met this lady named Evren, half Greek half Turkish, in my french class asked me

"So, what is your plan after you finished your research?" while we were walking towards the tube station. We had the chance to bond after we went through a minor lostness in the department of Maths.

I was surprised as I didn't actually have an answer to that as I used to have all my future plans laid out neatly even in a piece of a paper.

Evren told me she is 32, which she doesn't at all resemble to. Had been married once for 2 years and got divorced. Have no children. Travel around the the world and stayed at a few countries due to her nature of work. Supposedly reside in London for 2 months. But yet, she has been here for almost 3 years now. Tired of traveling. So when I told her that I do not know what's going to happen after I finish my writing up. Evren reminded me it's OK. Because suddenly I have this feeling that anything can happen in the future which sometimes can be bothering. Be it good or bad, better or worse, in sickness or in health, living in the UK or back for good in Malaysia.

Life is beautiful as we never know what is around the corner. Being a spoilt as I am, I keep whining to my dad about the difficulties I have to suffer while living here. All the sacrifices I have to make. And the feeling of left out-ness that I have to endure because I have to finish up my work that I've began. And because of that difficulties, my goal now is to just to have the doctorate and forget about everything else. But dad being a wise one as he always does, said "It's not the destiny that matters. It's the journey. The harder you work, the more experience that you will gain. The more you fall. The more that you'll learn to stand up tall. And taller.

Oh well. Life is beautiful on its own way.

Come what may. All I have to worry about now is how well did I do my work today.

The Fun Has Begun

I haven't write for ages.

So.Hello!

I just got back from Malaysia like a week and I wasn't feeling well for the past days. I don't know, maybe something that I ate or maybe it was the pressure in the flight MH004 journey to London. I have a lot to blog about while I was in Malaysia. There was so much happening those past 2 weeks. Maybe other time. I had diarrhea. And I still got the jet lagged. Well. Maybe a little bit of jet lagged now. Fairuz love to have jet lagged because he says it helps with waking up early in the morning.

New term has just started for Imperial College and also for me. The college is busy, new students keep on buzzing the department secretary to get their welcome pack, it annoys the hell out of her as she can't have a lunch. New term used to be a happy moment for me to start on a clean slate. I know most of you vowed you will give your best for the year to get good grades. But now that I'm a researcher, no more new term, just working days 9-5 everyday. Nevertheless, I am still grateful I have flexible time. Though I have to harder than Fairuz for 3 more years.

I'm taking few lessons this year. What kind? I'll tell you one day. And I've just registered myself for the gym for a year contract. Its going to be great as I have my own personal trainer. This was 80% Fairuz idea and this is one of those wife roles I have to put up with. Atleast a year for an excuse to not having a baby for I want to loose some pounds from raya and have a toned up body. Wuhuu.

Raya is still here and there are still a few open houses that we will attend this weekend. I have yet to puasa 6. I hope I'll get it done this year since there will be open houses by Shell and all.

Before I forget. The most happy thing happen. Ria is here. She's back in the UK for another 3 years. For those who didn't know. Ria is my bestfriend. And she's married and her husband is here too. I'm so happy for her. And she wore hijab now. Alhamdullillah tehee~

I do miss the good old times. I do miss sleeping late at night and slept the day off. I miss having company while traveling like I used to before they all went back for good. I miss all the weekends of never at home and out the whole day even if it was cold outside. I miss jumping up and down like we were sixteen and our commitment was just the homeworks. I miss laughing our ass out for the things that was never funny. I miss having an opinion about anything and the only person never agreed with us is Shimi. I could go on forever.

So this blog of mine will again be fill with our craziness and more fun and traveling together. Maybe more =). Atiqah is also back in the UK working. I'm looking forward to it. I hope the readers do too.

I think thats it for the new start of the new term. Apart from the bad weather, I'm sure this year is going to be fun. So enjoy your year love.

Hari Raya

Assalamualaikum,
Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

Hana & Fairuz

My Model Today

Salzburg, Austria

Not So Funny

Last weekend we spent half of saturday at Westfield. For those who don't know. Westfield is the largest shopping mall in London with all the designer boutiques and all. We wanted to find a jacket for Fairuz but he can't find something to his liking and ended up bought nothing.

We were suppose to break our fast at Holiday Villa with a few friends so I decided to wore clark stiletto.hmmpf! It turn out, wasn't a very good idea when loads of walking are involved. What was I thinking? I'm not in Malaysia where I have the luxury to travel in a car with a fully blast air-con and being bloody lazy to even step into the next building just on the opposite side. Which I tell you with just 3 monkey steps, I can arrive in the next building intact without damaging my skin with Malaysia UV light.

So, here I was in Westfield with Fairuz pretty excited to find a jacket and my only desire is bare feet.So yeah. you can guess my next move was. I entered every shoe shops that I can find and when I found the perfect palm flat, which I've been searching for for the past few month, all I did was paid it without second thought. Its brass with silver color blend together with 2 tied up bun like in the front toe. All I can think about,apart from it's actually from Aldo,it was the most comfortable thing I've ever wear.

By 7.00pm we've arrived at Holiday villa bayswater and waited for the rest to come. Turn out there was 18 of us breaking fast together and I knew only 4 of them. It was refreshing to meet someone new and all we did was talk about adult life and work.

So I've learn my lesson. No wearing unreasonable shoe when I don't have a car. Maybe I'll try wedges sometimes.

Random Sungguh

eiii..macam dah lama je tk tulis dalam BM. Comfirm2 lah kalau tulis surat formal fail kan. *sigh

Hari ni macam terasa nak tulis BM lah sebab lagi 8 hari dh nk balik msia. Excited memang tak terkata lah. Hari2 lompat kt ruang tama depan tv Fairuz kata ada arnab sesat dlm rumah. Tapi tk pack lagi. Macam tknk bawak balik baju banyak2. Bawak beg kosong nnti kt malaysia bole shopping banyak2 and bawak balik sini. Especially makanan. heh!

Wei..kenapa kata nak tulis BM tapi ada perkataan2 penjajah? Ahh what the hell. Bahasa rojak bole tak?

Kalau chatting dalam ym, kawan2 slalu ckp "Hana ni skema lah". Dorang kata I eja dengan perkataan yang penuh.. harhar.. Lor tkke pening bile baca sms budak2 sekolah zaman sekarang ni. Tah hape hape la dorang tulis. konon2 cam bahasa manja lah tuh?

jam menunjukkan waktu 5.38pm.

Kene siapkan report sebelum balik malaysia, tapi semua orang macam busy je dengan orang Italy lawat Imperial nih. Nak tanya lebih2 dorang pun busy. Tapi tkpe..email ada.

Semalam hantar draf kt postdoc. Banyak pembetulan and worst of all banyak kena fikir lagi. Seriously I don't mind tulis report 50000 patah perkaaan sekali pun. Tapi part critical thinking tu penat tk terkata.. Engineer kerja panjat tiang lamp post pun tk sepenat buat research. I wish I can climb that lamp post and get my PhD already. Dreamy.......

Sekarang pukul 5.42pm.

Macam nak balik tapi mesti train penuh orang sebab peak hour. Paling tk tahan kalau balik lalu terowong tube tu mesti nmpk iklan2 makanan McDonald..Arrgghh.. Egg chicken mayo burger berharga 0.99 pound wehhh..Stress kan..Rasa nk bukak McD halal kt London ni pun ada jugak..

Eh.. Dh pukul 5.43pm. Nak balik lah. Bye.