
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Why Mars and Venus Collide
Taken from "Why Mars and Venus Collide" book by John Gray.
Complaints from Venus
He leaves things all around the house. I am tired of cleaning up after him.
Complaints from Venus
He leaves things all around the house. I am tired of cleaning up after him.
Complaints from Mars
There is always something that I haven't done.
We both go to work. When we get home, why doesn't he pitch in and help more?
She always finds something new to complain about.
He sits in front of the TV while I do everything. I am not his personal maid.
She wants everything done right now. Why can't she just relax?
I can't believe he forgets everything. I can't depend on him for anything that matters to me.
I can't believe she remembers all my mistakes and continues to bring them up.
I have to juggle so many things, and he doesn't seem to care or even want to help.
When I offer to help, she always finds something wrong in my suggestions. Why bother?
The only time he helps me is when I ask. Why can't he just pitch in like me?
She expects me to be a mind reader and know what she wants.
When I try to talk with him, he is either distracted or he continues to interrupt with solutions.
When I take time to relax or spend time with my friends, she complains that we are not spending enough time together.
When he does talk, he goes on and on and is not interested in what I have to say. I wish he would give me less advice and help more.
I help out around the house, but she is still exhausted. What i do is never acknowledged or appreciated.
He becomes so moody and irritated. I don't know what to do to help. He just shuts me out of his life.
I never know when she is going to erupt with a list of complaints. I feel like I have to walk on eggshells around her.
He used to be more affectionate and interested. Now he ignores me unless he wants something.
She is always complaining about something. Nothing Nothing can make her happy.
He doesn't even notice how I look anymore. Is it too much to expect an occasional compliment?
She makes such a big deal out of things. Why does she have to get so emotional?
I can't talk about how I feel and what I think we should do without him feelings as if I am controlling him and telling him what to do.
She either complains that I work too hard, or that we don't have enough money. There is no way I can win.
I spend all day with the kids, and then he comes home and wants to tell me what I do wrong.
When I spend time with the kids, she corrects what I do. She says she wants a break, but then she keeps telling me what to do.
Every time we talk about finances, we get into a fight. What I say doesn't seem to matter.
When we go ever the bills, she questions me about the way I spend money. I don't want her telling me what to do.
...."Men need to feel needed, and women need to feel they are not alone".... :)
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Dua perkara
Ingat due perkara:
Ingat kebaikan orng kepade kita
Ingat dosa kite kepade orng lain
Lupe due perkara:
Lupekan kebaikan kite kepade orng lain
Lupekan keburukkn orng lain
Ingat kebaikan orng kepade kita
Ingat dosa kite kepade orng lain
Lupe due perkara:
Lupekan kebaikan kite kepade orng lain
Lupekan keburukkn orng lain
baby19
why we named she baby19??
1. Mule2 dapat die xtahu nak bagi name ape.
2. Slalu panggil meow2 je.
3. Daddy sruh panggil 19 sebab he loves that number.
4. Other people xagree.
5. Maksu and Abg panggil baby.
6. I called her fluffy.
6. I called her fluffy.
7. Daddy marah. He said: "sape xpanggil name die 19 xley balik rumah."
8. Azry panggil die comel.
9. Mummy panggil die comot.
10. Daddy marah lagi. Kali ni suruh bayar makanan kucing sendiri.
11. Dah biase panggil baby, so dad kate baby xpe.
12. Finally, there.. our cat with its name baby19. :D
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Jokes
4 Sons
"My son Kent," says one, "has made quite a name for himself in the home-building industry. He began as a carpenter, but now owns his own design and construction firm. He's so successful in fact, in the last year he was able to give a good friend a brand new home as a gift."
The second man, no to be out done, tells how his son began his career as a car salesman, but now owns a multi-line dealership. "Norm's so successful, in fact, in the last six months he gave his friend two brand new cars as a gift."
The third man's son, Greg, has worked his way up through a stock brokerage, and in the last few weeks has given a good friend a large stock portfolio as a gift.
As the fourth man arrives at the tee, another tells him that they have been discussing their progeny and asks what line his son is in.
"To tell the truth, I'm not very pleased with how my son turned out," he replies. "For 15 years, Chico's been a hairdresser, and I've just recently discovered he's gay. However, on the bright side, he must be good at what he does because his last three boyfriends have given him a brand new house, two cars, and a big pile of stock certificates."
Friday, February 24, 2012
Meet my Annoying Orange :D
The one that....
will do things I told her not to do (most of it),
gaves me millions of annoying messages,
doodle up on a piece of paper then paste it on my desk. Aiya, youuuu!!! ,
called me G. ggrrrhhh! You're T btw. ;p
threw my baby, repty away. ;'( What a bad papa.
fill my facebook wall with annoying text. aahhhhaaaa. ,
always be my pucca! want some more??? :D,
my happy-loser partner. remember the dustbin..eerrkkkk? ,
my CHAAAAA victims ;) ,
my swimming friend (anak katak..hihi),
my green house friend (no more kawad!!),
my 'not so call' jawi teacher. She makes me spell something unacceptable!,
I fought with just to compete who had the most jokes. hahaha. neither you nor mine were selected.,
I fought with just to compete who had the most jokes. hahaha. neither you nor mine were selected.,
we had create thousands of agreement with just to agreed on something. well, at least I won. ,
will gives me a lot of dutch lady strawberry just because she lost on the agreement. hehehe.. I like! ,
gaves my Ellie(calculator) a partner. Gosh, she misses Sharon so much!,
are my 'right neighbour'(even closer) from january-october 2011. Just imagine how annoying is that.
And the one that always make my day at school :)
Thank you love <3
TIME TO UPDATE!
It's been awhile since I've updated this blog. Last year seem quite a busy year because I had SPM. Don't know what other candidates might say but to me, it's kinda tough. Mmmm, hope everything when well. Do pray for me. :)
So now, let's get updated!!!! :DDD
So now, let's get updated!!!! :DDD
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Easy and Difficult :)
Easy is to set rules
Difficult is to follow them
Easy is to promise something to someone
Difficult is to fulfill that promise
Easy is to make mistakes
Difficult is to learn form them
Easy is to forgive others
Difficult is to ask for forgiveness
Easy is to think about improving
Difficult is to stop thinking of it and put it into action
Easy is to think of bad of others
Difficult is to give them th benefit of the doubts
Easy is to dream every night
Difficult is to fulfill that dream
Difficult is to follow them
Easy is to promise something to someone
Difficult is to fulfill that promise
Easy is to make mistakes
Difficult is to learn form them
Easy is to forgive others
Difficult is to ask for forgiveness
Easy is to think about improving
Difficult is to stop thinking of it and put it into action
Easy is to think of bad of others
Difficult is to give them th benefit of the doubts
Easy is to dream every night
Difficult is to fulfill that dream
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
A Quick preparation list for the month of Ramadan
Ramadan is the month of excitement for Muslims. Ramadan is the month of revelation of Quran, the month of reading and reciting the whole Quran, the month of Tahajjud and Qiyam al-layl prayers, Sadaqah, Zakah al-Fitr and Zakah al-Mal. Ramadan is also a month of social activities among Muslims.
No one can go anywhere without preparation, and no one invites a guest without preparing to welcome him / her. Similarly, to welcome Ramadan, the month of fasting, one has to prepare. The following are some tips to help the reader prepare accordingly:
- Start reading Quran daily after Salat al-Fajr.
- Spend some time listening to recitations from the Quran.
- Train yourself to go bed early so that you can wake up far Salat al-Fajr.
- Keep yourself in a state of Wudu (Ablution) most of the time.
- Evaluate yourself daily before going bed.
- Thank Allah for good deeds, and repent to Him for your mistakes and sins.
- Start giving Sadaqah daily, no matter how little. Make it a habit like eating and drinking.
- Find time to pray extras, such as Tahajjud prayers.
- Spend more time reading Islamic books, especially the Quran, Sirah, Hadith, and Fiqh.
- Find time to help others with your wisdom, knowledge and other talents.
- Try to write articles on Islam for Muslims as well as for non-Muslims.
- Associate with Muslim scholars / ulama and other pious people so that you may learn from them.
- Train yourself to do good, render free service to others to seek the pleasure of Allah.
R ead in abudndance the Holy Quran
A bstain from food, drink and cohabitation
M aintain your nightly trips to Masjid for Taraweeh
A bsolve yourself from Hellfire through seeking forgiveness
D eeds of good, never too many to have
A ttempt to find and utilise the Night of Power in the odd nights of the last 10
N ever return to the sins you have turned your back on in this month.
Happy Ramadhan :)
Monday, August 9, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Camp Ibadah - Program Remaja Superb
Masjid Putrajaya (a.k.a Masjid Besi :] )
Break-Lunch
Kuiz Ibadah won by group 1
debate competition
tittle "keruntuhan akhlaq remaja"
representative from each group
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Bedtime Stories ;)
Bill's New Job
Once upon a time there was a very nice man named Bill. He worked in an office, but found his job very tiresome. "Oh dear!" sighed Bill, at the end of a very long dull week, " I really must look for another job, one a bit more exciting!" So, that very day, he put away his pens, said goodbye to everyone in the office and left.
"What job shall I do now?" Bill asked himself, as he walked home. " Shall I be a farmer, or a barker, or a bus driver, or a bricklayer?" Bill wondered if he needs special training for these jobs. Suddenly, he thought of a marvelous idea, "I'll be a burglar! that's sure to be different!" So that day, Bill went to the library and took out a book called How To Be A Successful Burglar. 'You will need soft shoes to walk on tiptoe, a mask to disguise your face, a powerful torch to use on pitch-black nights, a rope ladder to climb in and out of tall buildings...' the book said '...and a big sack to carry the loot.' "Oh dear me," gasped Bill. "I hate heights and I'm afraid of the dark but I do want to be a burglar." He thought for a while, "I know I'll go out in the daytime!"
The very next morning, Bill took some money out of his bank account and bought all the things he needed to be a real burglar. The afternoon was bright and sunny. "What a lovely day for my very first burglary," said Bill, so straight away he set off down the road with his mask on his face and a huge sack slung over his shoulder. As Bill walked through the town, people came out of the banks and shops to say hello to their friend as passed by. " How can I be a burglar with this crowd behind me?" said Bill, rather surprised. At last, they reached the town hall and the Mayor himself came out to greet Bill. "What a wonderful costume!" laughed the Mayor as he handed Bill an enormous silver cup. "You have just won first prize in this afternoon's fancy dress competition! Well done!" Everyone cheered, but Bill looked a bit glum. "I'll never make a burglar!" he sighed. "Everyone has recognised ma and now I don't have a job!"
Poor Bill took off his burglar's mask and sat down on the steps of the town hall. "Would you like a job working for me?" asked the Mayor, who saw how downhearted Bill looked. "I need someone to drive my long black car and look after my golden regalia!" Bill agreed at once. He put on his brand new chauffeur's uniform and while no-one was looking, threw the burglar's outfit into the nearest dustbin!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)