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My Epigrammatic Stories: April 2010
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My Life. The Realities. Saturday, April 24, 2010. Omar's my husband. He's not rich, never been rich. But his kindness captured my attention. And of course I would only use whichever I think the best among all, right? So, ok. Back to my husband. I think he's super cute and nice when he bought me this just now:. And those are the most expensive slippers I've ever had. I mean slippers, not shoes ok. I would not pay RM50 for just slippers! That's why I love En. Omar. Friday, April 23, 2010. Image on top of i...
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My Epigrammatic Stories: Reminiscing Europe
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My Life. The Realities. Wednesday, July 29, 2009. It has been four years since my last trip overseas. It was a trip to Europe, three cities in three different countries were visited during the journey. I can never forget this city. It's so mesmerizing and wonderful. If I were given a chance to choose where to live, I would definitely pick Valencia. Good friends, great food and much love are the reasons to adore this place. And lastly, j'adore Paris. I miss traveling :(. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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My Epigrammatic Stories: PID
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My Life. The Realities. Tuesday, April 12, 2011. My husband is suffering from back pain. In medical (short) term they call it PID. I don't know what exactly PID means but from my googalation (is there such a word? So I finally found the medical definition here. He needs to go for physio every now and then. Poor hubby :'(. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Tun Dr. Mahathir. I am who I am. I am Ema. View my complete profile.
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My Epigrammatic Stories: December 2009
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My Life. The Realities. Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Last entry for 2009. Yeah I know. I know. It’s been three million years since my last entry. I’ve loads of things to do – in the office and also at home. Plus I have no idea on what to blog about. 2009 has come to the end. I’ve been through another wonderful journey in my life – motherhood. I pray to Allah for His blessings and may I be a good mother for the rest of my life. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Tun Dr. Mahathir. Last entry for 2009.
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My Epigrammatic Stories: July 2009
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My Life. The Realities. Wednesday, July 29, 2009. It has been four years since my last trip overseas. It was a trip to Europe, three cities in three different countries were visited during the journey. I can never forget this city. It's so mesmerizing and wonderful. If I were given a chance to choose where to live, I would definitely pick Valencia. Good friends, great food and much love are the reasons to adore this place. And lastly, j'adore Paris. I miss traveling :(. Wednesday, July 1, 2009. My collea...
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My Epigrammatic Stories: September 2008
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My Life. The Realities. Tuesday, September 16, 2008. Setiap tahun coraknya adalah sama. Ada yang berpuasa, turut perintah Allah SWT. Ada yang tidak ambil peduli, puasa itu adalah perkara wajib yang sama seperti sembahyang lima waktu dan 3 perkara rukun islam yang lain. Wajib tapi tak kiralah jika tak buat. Ada yang sekadar penat berpuasa tetapi hatinya kotor dan penuh noda. Bukankah amalan kita tidak akan diterima selama 40 hari sekiranya kita meneguk air setan? Rasa, tidak penting. Orang lapar makan...
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My Epigrammatic Stories: February 2008
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My Life. The Realities. Tuesday, February 12, 2008. Like I mentioned previously, I attended few interviews. Of course all were done undercover. He He He. I got one offer. It was from a 'Holding' company. Very big indeed, with few subsidiaries under it. Sadly, the offer is not of my fancy. Little pay, huge workload. Plus, I have to travel all the way to KL for it. I would consider if the pay is satisfactory. But naahh. So, I rejected it. I felt a bit depressed. I know I am worth more than that.
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My Epigrammatic Stories: January 2009
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My Life. The Realities. Wednesday, January 7, 2009. 2009 is here. Leaving 2008 far behind. I’m in my 33rd week now. Yes. I’m very much pregnant. The aches, the pain and the anticipation will end soon. I can’t wait to meet my little baby. My husband and I are so excited counting the days, to say, in alert too. Everyday I pray that Allah will make it easier for me to deliver My Precious into the world. I hope everything will be ok. InsyaAllah. Mommy can't wait to see you, baby.". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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My Epigrammatic Stories: Not the time, yet
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My Life. The Realities. Saturday, October 17, 2009. Not the time, yet. Since we got married, we stay in our flat which my husband bought few years ago. Thinking how small the house is and my detestation towards the environment, I managed to influence my husband to find for another place. It all started when we visited friends who have bought their own house which are nice and urm ok, nice. I started to think perhaps we should make our move. Somewhere along the way, I had a lil conversation with a friend:-.
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My Epigrammatic Stories: January 2008
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My Life. The Realities. Thursday, January 10, 2008. 11 days after new year. Things are getting pretty messy here. I really need a peace of mind. Yesterday I made a trip to a beauty centre. Did facial and massage. And felt calmer for a moment. Today, things are as usual again. Work load is piling up and I've missed few deadlines. My mistakes. Dumb ass. Jastina is having a. For her new born tomorrow. I have to get her something. I didn't go visit her during confinement. Blame my busy life.
