time waits for no one ok..

sheeeshh...

it's been over a month since my last entry... time flies!! aaaaaahhhhhhh!


i've been in a lazy mode for sooooooo long! (*hibernate*)

the significant events that occurred during my lay-zeeee period include:

13 Oct 07 : RAYA!!

15 Oct 07 : Mama's Birthday! (sorry Ma.. but i didn't wanna write a belated entry! and we were in kampung.. busy hari raya-ing!)

27 Oct 07 : The Tuichi Engagement :) yes, i am ENGAGED!

Note:
i'd like to say here that the ceremony was splendid...
i loved my outfit (designed by my lovely Mama) & my rings & the hantarans that i received..
thank you to my dearest ABAH & MAMA for making it happen..
and i'm elated that i'll soon be part of the Zed clan & their extended family... they rock! hehehe.. pak pak bing bing!


so.. what have i been up to?
apa lagi... planning for next year lar.. the BIGGEST EVENT.. no, PRODUCTION..of my life...

cewahh.. so drama.. hahaha...


and the mad rush for time continues... tick... tock..

1st day of fasting

it's 1st of ramadhan.. 1st day berpuasa.. and we always make it a point to berbuka together, my family & i.. memang seronok.. i can't imagine not berbuka-ing with my parents and my brothers on the 1st day of puasa (even when in my uni days, i'll go back to kl to buka puasa..)

yea..i know.. such a daddy's girl..sighh..

and then it hit me.. by next year puasa, i'll become a wife.. and will be breaking fast with my husband, insyaAllah..

i am sooooo looking forward to that..happy happy joy joy! :)

but suddenly i feel a wee bit sad..mata dah berkaca..sebab next year puasa mungkin tak boleh kot buka with my parents..sebab kena buka dgn suami tercinta di rumah kami.. yela, kata dah kahwin kan..

sheemi oh sheemi..ntah hape2 je la.. you cerita like you're staying in perlis and your parents are in kl..hahahaha... sheemi yang whimsical..

(see.. the emotional transformation of me being happy to a lil bit sad to suddenly gelak kuat2..can happen in a split second..or longer. imagine what 'the guy' endures with me every single day..ahahaha..and the best part is he never ever complains..)

i love 'the guy'... he UNDERSTANDS me so well..tu yang best.. tak perlu diberitahu pun..it's as if, he can read my mind and my emotions..

and that's why i'm marrying him

and i know he'll figure out something next year.. so that i can have the best of both worlds..

anything to make me happy :)



selamat berpuasa to all.

let's not forget the significance of Ramadhan..



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20 Things I Know About My Abah

Today, 24 AUGUST 2007 is my daddy's birthday.. MR. ABDUL JALIL BIN DARUS.

He has turned 52..but he looks like 42..eheh..

Here are 20 Things I Know About My Dad (in no particular order) ... more here

1. He's a neat freak.. no, superfreak (I think it's an obsessive compulsive disorder)

2. His friends call him Jack...since loooong time ago and until now he's still known as Jack (he wants his grandchildren to call him Tok Jack, one day..hahaha)
How that name came about, I don't know..

3. He loves to eat and he knows all the great makan places...yeaahhh..

4. He is so fair (as in adil) and also fair-skinned. Now I know where I got my 'putih-ness'. According to Mama, Abah is the true "mamak air-con"...(mamak putih la.. hahaha..) but he became tanned due to all the outdoor activities. Yeah, he's a boy..what do you expect?

5. He LOOKS veryyyyy garang and sombong, tapi sebenarnya orangnya sangat baik hati. (Only those who are really close and know him well will know how kind and soft-hearted he is)

6. He is a movie buff. Oh, and he enjoys the law/crime TV series too.

7. He loves my Mama very very much. Like, times infinity.

8. His children mean the world to him.

left: the whole family celebrated Ayiq's 9th birthday at TGIF

below: baby Sheemi with Abah

9. He is absolutely GENEROUS and has a BIG heart.

10. He is a superduper athlete and a health freak. He used to play all kinds of sports in his younger days..turned out to be an awesome rugby player (he played for Penang and later for Police). Now he plays golf. Oh, and he totally has to go for his morning/evening jog every single day or else he'll become jittery and restless.

11. He likes to provoke and tease and be sarcastic, especially with me (or it because I am daddy's one and only girl, therefore I am forever sensitive?)

12. He is a good singer, but he likes to close his eyes when he sings (especially kalau karaoke. camner nak tgk lyrics nye bah?)

13. When he was 19, his cat died. (I think he had the cat since he was 11 kot). He cried buckets. That's why we cannot bela kucing.

14. He is rajin, detailed and committed. According to his good friend, Mr. Ooi (who was my client during the KL Convention Centre event),"Sheemi is detailed and committed and I can see where she got that genes from." Woohoooo... (haha..Abah mesti kata Mi perasan)

15. He is darn funny. As in a real joker who cracks people up. And funny gila-gila. He's like, Jim Carrey!

16. He can't go to the zoo sebab kesian tengok the animals in captivity.

17. He is a pessimist (as opposed to Mama, who is the eternal optimist)

18. Many years ago, he told me that I can't get married and I have to stay with him and take care of him..(Hahahaa..Abah ni kelakar la...)

19. He is very punctual. Time and discipline are his fields of expertise.

But Mama and I are the culprits who are always late in getting ready, hence no matter how early he is, Abah always has to wait for us. (Sorry Abah..hehe)

20. He is my hero because, since I was small until now and forever, I always know that he is SuperDad. He makes my Mama and my brothers and I feel safe and comfortable and we know we can always count on him.And this I know for sure.. he can and he will, do anything within his power, to makes us happy.


Abah, we may have let you down numerous times. But you never did.

Not even once.

We can never repay all the things that you have done for us..but we're extremely grateful and proud that you're our Abah and we're your children. .

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABAH...WE LOVE YOU!

abah's baby girl writes it down..

:: this is a lil' somethin' i wrote way back in 2002.. especially for my Abah :: he has turned 51 exactly a month ago +_+

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‘Beware of Ogre!!’, says the sign on Abah’s bedroom door. I put the sign up 10 years ago and it has never left its place since. Abah fits the description beautifully, I must say..

(Ok… I’m exaggerating. Just felt like having an eye-opening paragraph!)

Don’t get me wrong, he’s not that appalling. Abah is big, tall, loud, temperamental and has this semi-permanent frown on his face that makes him look fierce. More often than not, my friends would mutter under their breaths, “garangnya muka” upon meeting Abah for the first time. However, beneath the rock-solid, ogre-like exterior, lies a very softhearted gentleman whose courage, compassion, kindness and love are beyond words.

Abdul Jalil bin Darus, born on 24 August 1955 in Bukit Mertajam, Penang, is the fourth son of a railway station master and a housewife. Although they led a pretty comfortable life, Abah’s parents were disciplinarians who taught him that nothing in life comes easy. During his BM High School days, he made full use of his willpower and determination in rugby, whereby he was the captain. The years he represented Penang in rugby were the best years of rugby playing in Malaysia and have never been replicated since (so he claims!) I don’t know how far that is true, but if Abah says it’s true, then I believe him. All I know is that from having fair skin, he became very, very tanned!

Raised by such parents, it is no wonder that Abah is a super-disciplinarian. His training during police force was deeply instilled in him, and I guess old habits are hard to break. One of the morning routines that I really detest is Abah checking if my bed has been made properly, according to hospital-bed standards! (Here I go exaggerating again..but really, I am 21 years of age!) And if I whine about being 21 and all the grown-up business, he’d shoot me down with his all-time favourite phrase, “I don’t care if you’re 21, 31 or 41, as long as you live under my roof, and I provide for your food, clothing and education, then you’d better do as I say.” Uh-oh..

An absolute stickler for cleanliness and tidiness, he would go berserk if he comes home from a long day at work and finds the house not in immaculate condition. This is his major headache. Abah always says (in jest, of course) that one day he’ll just run away because he can’t stand the mess that we usually make for him. He is so particular about how newspapers, books and magazines are arranged (biggest ones at the bottom, smaller ones on top). Shoes are to be placed nicely on the shoe rack (not just conveniently thrown around). Another thing that he always finds fault with is that we, or my brothers at least, tend to forget to switch of the lights, fan, television, water-tap, the works. Oh, and also our forgetfulness when it comes to washing the dishes. My brothers are usually the culprits; I am usually the perfect little angel (NOT!!)

I guess, being an ex-police officer and all, Abah is just particular about everything..He is also highly particular about his children’s manners. If we were introduced to a friend of his, or relatives, or anybody for that matter, Abah would be keeping a watchful eye on us. “Forgetting” to salam or bowing when walking on front of people will result in a painful berating later.

Nowadays, at the ripe old age of 47, he doesn’t play rugby actively anymore. He is more into golf. Recently, however, he did a short stint of coaching rugby. He survived. Unfortunately, he went for some practice rounds with the Police rugby team. And suffered some back pain and cramps. When I told him it was suicide, he just smiled his cheeky grin and waved me off.

The amazing thing, he IS in good shape. Abah jogs twice a day, it’s as if he’s addicted to it. He plays golf at least four times a week, and watched what eats. Oh and how he loves to eat. Abah is whom I call a ‘food expert’. He knows all the good makan places, and he would literally ‘jalan jalan cari makan’.

Burp.

Abah’s admirable traits include great organizational skills and time management (which I really envy…), and a warm, friendly rapport with people, especially with the older generation. Even with a stranger, Abah can just strike up a conversation, and the next thing you know, they’re talking like old pals.

He has a soft spot for animals, and that’s why he won’t go to the zoo. He just can’t bear to look at the animals being caged up behind bars as though they’re prisoners. When he was 19, Abah cried uncontrollably when his beloved cat died. Now we are not allowed to have any cats, or pets for that matter, because of the incident. Abah said the pain he felt was so terrible, he doesn’t want his children to go through the same miserable experience. Aawwww….

I wish I could possess the same admirable traits as Abah, but all I seem to inherit from him are his eyes, his nose, his hair, his smile and his temper. The temper of his, I don’t even want to go there. He has an ugly temper, mine – uglier. This explains why we used to have big-scale arguments. Abah likes to provoke me; I couldn’t handle the situation calmly. The outcome? Volcano eruption. The best part about Abah is, if he’s wrong, he’s not afraid to admit it. People like Abah and I usually have ‘temperatures’ that rise and cool down in an instant. We just don’t know how to hold grudges. More often than not, he’ll be knocking at my door, saying sorry.

I am happy to say that I was born into a family that comprises the wackiest and zaniest people I’ve ever met. Abah is an excellent mimic, and loves to pull all sorts of crazy facial expressions. If there were a Hindi song on the radio, he’d just grab Mama and start dancing and twirling like mad. The children would join the commotion and everybody would be laughing like hyenas, no kidding! Most of the time, I am the source of laughter at home. I would just suddenly go nuts and start laughing or imitating someone, when actually no one is paying attention to me. During my moments of temporary insanity, Abah’s phrase, without fail, would be, “Awat Sheemi, dah gila ka?” in his indelible Bukit Mertajam accent.

Abah does surprise me at times. When I first started studying at UiTM Shah Alam, I had to stay in a hostel and could only go home on weekends. That was also the first time I was away from my family. One weekend, after we had dinner, Abah sat next to me while we were watching TV and told me that he missed me terribly when I was not around. I was touched by his openness that since then I’ve always remembered to call him when I’m away from home.

I’ve learned over the years, as I gradually mature into becoming a young woman, that Abah has always loved me unconditionally. I used to think that he probably doesn’t care about me because he would refuse my requests to go out with my friends or buy things that I desperately need, or just yell at me because of something that was not my fault. I’ve understood that his heart breaks whenever he disappoints me, but all he wanted to do was prepare me. That in life, not everything will turn out as how I want them to be. There’ll be challenges lying ahead, and he was training to be strong in facing rejections. I regretted the times when I went back against his word, fought with him, being disrespectful and disobedient, and other rules that I’ve broken. Looking back, I guess that was part and parcel of a relationship between a father and a daughter. I’m glad that I realize now never to take Abah for granted. I love him for being my tower of strength, someone reliable whom I can count on, my lifesaver. But I also have to play my part, by making him happy and showing my appreciation. I hope one day I will be able to repay everything that he has done for me. And although he had repeatedly said that he loves all his four children equally, I know he loves his baby girl the most! ;)