is a mild-downsyndrome patient (you couldn’t tell he is DS patient ’cause he looks normal)

is placed in a special-care class at his school

has no loving-caring dad as he is a victim of broken marriage

his only big brother stays with foster family miles away from his home.

he stays only with his mom and has no other close relatives.

is not rich at all

generous neighbours help the mother to pay rent, provide food stocks, giving away used clothes  etc ’cause his mother couldn’t afford all that

there is another problem: his mom is not well and needs regular visits to hospital

some nights like tonite his mom has to stay overnight at hospital

and that means he has to stay alone in the house ’cause the mother has no other relatives to take care of him, couldn’t afford to pay for babysitter or place him under nursery care.

tonite he is lucky because my mother (one of the good neighbors) volunteered to babysit him.

he got to stay and sleep at my mom’s place tonite and tomorrow he will be chaffaured to school also by my mom.

he keeps calling his mom today.. must be missing his mom a lot.

he cries sometime tonite… because he is still missing his mom.

he is just a kid. i wholeheartedly pity this kid. what about other days or nites? when the mother cannot be there to take care of him.. (

This is just another complex me trying to be in someone else’s shoes again. This time is his shoes.

I learnt something though: if u think u r soo unfortunate, there are many people (especially kids) out there who are less fortunate than us. So. Always be glad and thankful of what you have now. And. Never stop striving for a better you.

Let the pictures and my creations do the talking this time.

the floor getting messy

the blue dude’s dinner

spinach spaghetti

My creations were all food-oriented and I got hungry right after that and realized it was time for me to feed my tummy with real food before I ate all the play doh food.

Overall, I had so much fun with my playmates and playdoh!

Today you are 4 years old.

I bought you a playdoh set which you’ll be getting this coming weekend.

I chose playdoh set because during my childhood years I knew only boring-dullcolored-smell-not-so-good-with-no-other-cool-tool-accompanied plastersin instead of COOL-COLOURFUL-FANCY-WITH-COOL-TOOLS playdoh.

So this coming weekend i think i will be the most excited ‘child’ in the house because i will finally get my hands on the fancy playdoh.It’s wrapped neatly and placed safely in my car boot.

TRIPLE SERIOUSLY, I can’t wait for this coming weekend!! (yes, true. I am childish)

Oit! nasib tak roboh nenek punya gobok baju.

I read Matt’s blog for the first time.

While reading I imagined myself in his shoes and everytime I came upon below lines or anything similar to that I choked.

I miss her mom terribly..
I miss Madeline’s mom…

Last archive read was June 2008 until 200 am and I couldn’t sleep after that.

I am not sure what time I fell asleep but this morning I woke up with a throbbing headache at the back of my head which means I didn’t get my usual sleeping beauty.

And I couldn’t get off liz face out of my head. And I know the reason why: I love to see liz photos in the blog so much because she is pretty and photogenic. The haunted smile.

I felt deeply touched and sad when I read each entry and this is not good for me.I have to stop visiting Matt’s for a while.

I don’t want what happened to me last 12 years repeats itself again.

Short history of the last 12 years:
After watching Lord of the Flies movie, I had mild insomnia for a year because of some horrifying scenes on it.

Yes! I have a complex mind because I think and imagine hard and a lot.
Sad and hantu things do make me restless.

I wish to think of cartoons, butterflies and rainbows all the time.(yes, selfish me!)

I need my bed SO BAD!! and a bar of chocolate to boost my glucose level for my exhaustive brain

more sad story:

http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/NST/Wednesday/National/2482737/Article/index_html

My first attempt at cooking banana pancakes. Presenting… A total HIDEOUS and DISASTROUS pancake look (macam telor goreng + cokodok + roti boom/roti canai yang confused) or shall I say dari keturunan mutant pancakes.hahahaha..fail fail! But the taste I tell you..  was not so bad at all:8)

 If you don’t have the pem-penyek or pe-nyenyek (tak tau panggil apa alat  mash tool tu) you can use plastic zipper bag to mash your ripe bananas. There are a lot of ways to mash the banana with this zippy bag:punch it as hard as u can, slap it on the wall or bang it on your kitchen worktop. WARNING: Don’t ever SIT or STEP on it!!

 If you look closely at the picture below, my buku resepi has this very educated-look.. with msc status. heh! 

2nd attempt (which I tried on the next day so to improve my pancake cooking skill – cewah!) was not soo bad. The pancake look was there just that they had a bit wrinkles and holes here and there. Again, walaupun ada wrinkels dan lobang di sana dan di sini, rasanya masih lagi maintan… Sedap especially when you serve with honey!

I won’t give up till I make beautiful-looking and yummylicious pancakes!! Go girl go!! another step closer to be like jamie oliver and nigella lawson *hnss-hnss* hidung kembang

I saw this paper cutout on my parents’ fridge door.

It reads..

I asked for strength…
And Allah gave me DIFFICULTIES to make me strong,

I asked for wisdom..
And Allah gave me PROBLEMS to solve,

I asked for prosperity,
And Allah gave me BRAINS and BRAWN to work.

I asked for courage,
And Allah gave me OBSTACLES to overcome.

I asked for love,
And Allah gave me TROUBLED PEOPLE to help.

I asked for favours,
And Allah gave me OPPURTUNITIES.

“I received nothing I wanted….
But I received everything I needed.”

Live life without fear;confront all obstacles and hurdles AND you can overcome them.

I am not a 100% perfect human-being and of course I have my bad,negative moments where I sometimes wonder ‘why me?’,'why bad people always have good luck?’,'why this?’,'why that?’,'it’s not fair!they don’t deserve it’and ‘why?why?why?’

When I read this it reminds me that when my prayers are not answered I will always have to keep in mind that the rewards come in other way.
It helps me not to lose my sanity,InsyaAllah.
If I don’t have this faith,I’ll definitely become depress all thru my life wondering all sort of questions that me,myself have no idea what are the answers.

Life is definitely not easy. I pray hard for me,for my husband,for my family and for us that we have the strength of the strong will to face all the obstacles ahead. Amin.