Babylicious......

Today, i really spend my day for a new experience as a future mummy hheheeee.e.....

My heart beat races very fast as i am holding and choosing things for a newly born baby. I can feel as if there is something moving in my own womb. I really want a baby. I want to be a mother. I want my family to be complete with a bundle of joys. I want my hubby to have friends when both of us are lying on the bed. Every time we recite our prayer, we always ask for a baby. 

Actually today i am doing a shopping for my sister-in-law; Danny's wife, who will be giving birth soon somewhere in December. Since i have nothing to do, so i take the chance to do some charity by buying some baby items for her coming newly born baby. It gives lots of fun even though the price of certain items are quite pricey. I use lots of critical thinking skill in choosing the baby's items as if i am the one who will give birth to the baby.

Testing 1...2...3...Testing 1...2...3....

Everyone knows what the picture is about. Yes! Microphones. Different types of microphones. Those who love to sing may not find these objects as weird. As well as the MCs, they may find these things are very vital for their performances as MCs. Without the mics, they are not called as MCs or singers. People need mics to project the voices and to deliver the speech to the audiences so that the messages can get across to other people. As a matter of fact, mics are very important in any ceremony. However, there are some people who are afraid to these things. Maybe I can say that it is like a phobia. Let me introduce my fear. A fear to microphones to be exact. For me, my fear to microphones are the combination of different fears.

First and foremost, I am afraid of my own sound. The sound which comes out when i speak with the mic on. I am really afraid and nervous to hear my own voice. Naturally, without the mic, i have a man-like voice which sometime benefits my friends (girls) when some of them need me to pretend as their 'boyfriends' via the phone talking to their boyfriends. It works. The 'fool' might think that i am a boy. Besides, my man-like voice benefits me when i need to give order / instruction - people think that i am strict. Whenever, i give order they'll do it for the sake of my man-like-tone. No matter how strict my voice is; no matter how large am i from the mic; no matter how strong is the my man-like voice is; I CAN'T SPEAK WITH THE MIC. I DON'T HAVE THE GUT TO SPEAK WITH THE MIC. As what i have stated earlier, i am too afraid to listen to my own sound. Therefore this is what people call as ACOUSTICOPHOBIA - The fear of sound.

Next, i am very afraid of making a speech. There are many things i have to concern of. For instant, language, choice of diction, body language, tone and other things to make yourself presentable as possible. Standing in front of sea of people makes me weak and nervous because i can't stand of eyes who are staring at me. Besides that, i am afraid of making text-less speech or in other words, spontaneous speech. I would have a lot of pauses with the sound of "aaaaarrr....". This happens because i have to give or deliver the speech with a MICROPHONE...i am really afraid of the mic...Thus, the fear of making speech is called LOGOPHOBIA.

Say Hi to My Vignette, My Saga

Wow...it's been ages of not writing here. I miss my blog so much...Due to lots of donkey's jobs I don't have time to have a peep to my blog. Finally, today I 'make' the time! 

There were many things happened since the last date i wrote about my vignette and saga. Financial, health, family relationship just to name a few. But the most hurtful ever is when it involves family relationship. For sure, it's nothing to do with my family whom i live in with or family-in-law. It is about someone who is still related to you just that of not borne from the same womb. Oppsss...it seems to drag further, so i better stop here. It is off tangent as the title is "Hi to my vignette, my saga".


It's towards to the year end, lots of things need to be settled before the holiday. It is a stressful weekends or weekdays for all the 'cikgu-cikgi'. No time for FB and peeping to my blog. The temptation to all of these is too strong that makes me, one day, take a peep via my hand phone. 


Now, i am getting serious with my blog. Even though i fail to update it daily, i will try my best to update  it at least weekly or monthly. It is not a promise but more to a hope.

DREAMS

I really love my career as a teacher. An English language teacher, to be specific. Since my secondary school time, i had always dream to become a teacher one day. Yes! I am a teacher now. I have achieved my ambition after all my effort and the hard work in the study.
Frankly speaking, I believe that dream is very vital in helping us to succeed in our life. I vouch this statement based on my experience. When i was young, i had a lot of dreams. Traveling out of Limbang, going to University (that time i didn't know which uni i would like to go), having good job with high salary, and most of all to buy all the things that i like, just to mention some of them. So, these were my dreams before. Just imagine, when i was still in my salad days, i had already learn to dream. By that time, i had already learnt about  ANGAN-ANGAN MAT JENIN too...

I hate fever

I am not feeling well today.I hate it when I have fever and sore throat. It could be due to my activity lately. Time constraint is one of the excuses for not having any exercise. It's been a month of not going to the park. So, it has been a month too that i didn't have my brisk walking activity. Wow! I feel heavier and heavier. I stopped my brisk walking in the park was because i thought i was expecting due to my late period.

Prayer of Husband and Wife

  O God, Michael and I want to live our life together with you and always to continue with you. Help us never to hurt and never to grieve each other.

  Help us to share all our work, all our hopes, all our dreams, all our successes and all our failures, all our sorrows and all our joys. 

  Help us to keep no secrets from each other so that we may be truly one. Keep us always true to each other, and grant that all years ahead may draw us ever closer to each other.

  Grant that nothing happen may ever come between us and nothing may ever make us drift apart. And as we live with each other , help us to live with you, so that our love may grow perfect in your love, for you are the God whose name is love.

  This we ask for your love's sake. Amen.

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The Solemnisation Of Marriage  

The History of You and I...

This is the man whom I met in 2007 on 29th September. It was on my sister's engagement day. He was late on that day. So, 29092007 was the first time that we saw each other. By that time, frankly speaking, we didn't know each other names and smiles were our first greeting. The meeting was a one-off only. Right after my sister's engagement, I heard a lot about this guy. Styles, jokes, and kindness just to name a few. It was not me who wanted to know about him purposely, just that I always be somewhere with the people who talked or mentioned his name. I laughed a lot when people quoted his jokes. He is a natural joker. He looks serious, but actually he is a great joker who is able to make I laugh with tears rolling down my reddish cheeks.

 Months towards the end of 2007 were more to an experience knowing him. Sometime we talked to each other via my sister's hp because he phoned to my bro-in-law. I didn't know why must we chipped in through others' phone number. I still remember when he asked about meals and I asked him to belanja me with 2 plates of kolomee heheheee....It was Morris and Lenny's wedding day at Batu 9 longhouse. I attended the wedding with my parents as Lenny is my mum's cousin sister-in-law. He was there too, but it was nothing to do with me. I didn't care of his presence at all. When he sang a karaoke song, my bro-in-law and the fiancee told me that he was singing there. Why must people tell me about him when he has nothing to do with my life. Don't you feel funny when people keep on reminding you about someone? Next occasion in Batu 9 that i ever attended was Maria and Romeo's wedding day. I met him again but we didn't talk at all. As usual, smiles were the only greeting that we could give to each other. He offered his help to accompany us to have our dinner as we arrived after the dinner time. By this time, I could feel something weird or something fishy. Benjamin (bro-in-law) is somehow a teaser too even though he is a bit serious. I would never forget when Ben said "Nya Mok, nya cikgu deh. Bejaku aaarrr...lagi nanya ari telepon aku aja dk ila" (Mok, that is the teacher. Go and talk to her. Otherwise you will keep on asking me about her via my phone later). Oh my God...what a statement! I was shy at all because there were other people with us that time. I didn't dare to look at him. I could feel he was shy too, so he walked to the kitchen. Cover malu kot hhehee...My mum asked about it actually that night, just that I pretended to ignore her doubt.. However, I didn't feel irritated at all. Why? I don't know. Next encounter was while we had our minum-minum occasion at ruai. There were a group of 'squids' attending the wedding ceremony - they were the bride's friends. I didn't know what had triggered my shyness. I was next to him and challenged him to dance with the 'squids'.That was not brave of me but I did it!!!! Idiot! But gossip about us had already on air before that. Yet, it didn't bother me at all. Why? I didn't know why but I made a conclusion from the gossip maybe because both of us were too cute to be paired of hehehee. He sent me few sms-es but were not replied. I was too full with ignorance! There are reasons behind all my ignorance. It happens when you are afraid of being hurt emotionally. :) His sms-es were only answered started on 3rd January 2008 (Sunday 6.30pm)...This was the beginning of our relationship. Too sweet to be remembered. But I love to remember it.