Pluviophile

Hello peeps!

How are you doing?

When is the last time you log in to your tumbr page? Me? Erm.. 2 weeks ago.

Strolling down my tumblr page, the one that I haven't log in for like bazillian years, I came across this one gif  image (not included here) which  immediately caught my eyes because it kind of describing who I am. It shows a denotation of the word PLUVIOPHILE, a lover of rain..

Basically,

someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days. I love the smell of rain.  I like the smell of rain on dry earth and I don't even know why. weird, isn't it?

Yes, I love rain but sometimes rainy day make me wish that I could go outside, desperately! ( not that I have anything that I wanted to do, but to lose the privileges to get out there whenever I want to kind of  make me feel..erm.. anxious?)

A thought came to me. I love rain but then how I should have spend my time during rainy days? what do people do during  this time? surprisingly every activity seems to come to an end when it rains. Does loving it means I should have just sit back, relax and enjoy it?

There are sure tones of other activities though , of course not the-boring-and-unproductive one like the one that I usually do.

 I admit that I usually rather spend the time sitting by the window . You know, wasting my time just watching and continue watching the rain pouring , listening to the pattering of raindrops on rooftop,enjoying the sound of the water slowly making it way into the drain and at the same time me,  feeling so peaceful and blessed. ( sometimes bored.. haha..Just writing this down make me feel boring...).  

I did some googling on what other people do during rainy day (takde keje)(just curious, although I do have the idea) . Ahaa!! Another thing to do during rainy day is to google what other people do during rainy day.. Lol

Moving on..

Some people rather spend the time

    

Hiding under soft blanket.. Enjoying the cold weather by getting warm.. Me included..

Although I prefer the combination of

this

this

And this

To get warm.

Some people prefer to sleep (me included) (again)  with Malaysia's weather it feel so much more comfortable to sleep during rainy day. My theory,maybe because it is dark outside, our brain kind of misinterpret that it is time to sleep wehehe..Thus zzz… although some people might say that to spend this comfortable time by sleeping is such a waste  but trust me tons of people doing it..

This is another thing most people do during rainy day. In cinema or

At home. 

In front of tv or

Watching movie is never boring.. After the unfortunate events that occurred to my external hrd disk This option kind of out of the list. My collection of movie is kind of limited right now.. T-T

So people, here a few things that I believe might be a good way to kill the time the next time it rains.  You should try it too.

Baking.  Maybe trying out some recipes that I gather here and there or maybe   trying out the famous and glorious apple strudel recipe that I just learned from Iman. I prefer my fruit raw and fresh,  but then I got my parents and adik who might enjoy it so why not. 

 There are endless recipes to cook. I just need to get started, there is no need to wait for the rain to come  though..haha

I am thinking of spending the time doing chores.. Arranging what need to be arranged, washing what need to be washed (dishes I mean not clothes), ironing what need to be ironed.... But then this activity kind of like..…how should I to put this..erm.. Another endless things to do but not in a good way. It seems like it took me forever to finish a chore.. Hehe besides I do this everyday. What different will it make if I do it during rainy day..

My friend said something about rainy day does not mean that we need to keep trapped indoor. She said that we should grab our umbrella and go for a walk. To  friends' house maybe  , hang out and do some activities together just to make something useful of our day. But then, personally I think if you want to get more fun out of rainy day and if you’re  really do not mind getting wet, leave the umbrella hanging and grab ur flip flop instead  and get out there!! Seronoknya!!

Sound  seriously fun, right .  I have never done this though, i do not go far  from only sticking out my foot to the  water dripping from the roof .

So to other pluviophile out there.Keep it your way peeps!! enjoy it the way that fit you the most.

p/s : The 2nd pic went to some serious alteration  but please be noted that all of these images are the courtesy of Mr Google.

Till then,

Jumpa lagi, bye, sayonara, annyeonghi gaseyo, zai jian!!

For L and P

It all happened about 2 months ago; a daughter told her father that she is 'ready'. She asked her father whether he is willing to give his full commitment in sending her to that place until she get what she always wanted. Her father, of course, said yes.

 There is no need to guess coz it is obvious that the daughter in this story is me. And this is the story of me acquiring my driving license.

I started my 1st session about 2 months ago. As always, at that time I was very much excited to share my experience to my wonderful reader, I really don't have any excuse for the postpone, though.. Sorry..^^

That morning, August 19, 2013. I went to the chosen training centre.. Of course, I know no one, awkwardness was in the air.  Apparently, I shared my intention of being there with quite a number of people. I felt relieve bcoz from my 'observation' I was soo not the only first timer there. Apparently being confused and awkward was normal that day.   I still remember how uneasy I felt at that moment because there was really nothing else we can do while waiting for our name to be called . There was nothing plastered on the wall for us to read, there was no café nearby for us to buy something to eat,  no tv for us to watch, no familiar faces ( although I did saw a couple of my junior from school)Even walking toward  the counter for registration made me feel so awkward. Believe me I am not the only one. We, almost everyone kept on giving smile and awkward nod to each other, asking some obvious/do-not-matter questions like, first time ke? Pkul berapa sampai tadi? to begin the conversation. Thus I decided to take out my hand phone and started to text someone (at that time, anyone will do) just to minimize the awkwardness.

Kak yan buat apa ja? Send

One message received

Tak ada buat apa pun eha. Kat rumah ke?

 tak lah. Orng start g clss mendu hri ni. Send

One message received

Tak bagitau pun.

Ingat dah tahu.. Ramai kot orng kat sini.. Send

One message received

Biasa la tu…

The conversation continue for almost 2 hours before my name was called.. I know right.. There is so much things that I can do for that 2 hours, so many levels of  comp games I can achieve , a movie maybe, or even 2-3 eps of drama..kiki

Moving on..

I stamp my handprint for verification before the lady at the counter told me

"bilik 1 ye dik" I gave my response in the form of a smile and two words expression "terima kasih" before marching alone to the referred room.

My name came out quite later than anybody else causing me to experience another awkward moment; I need to enter a room full of unknown people.

Of course, most of the back seats were already taken, apparently everyone prefer to sit alternately with at least one empty seat between them and the other person. I chose the second row. Quiet at the front coz, I wanted to end my awkwrd entrance as soon as possible so I just grab the seat that very much at the same location with the one that always choose during any class. I am happy really, with my chosen seat. Why?? I'll tell you later..^^

Thus begin One simple ice breaking session with a lady who sit next to me,I call her kak dayah, she is a mother to a one year old boy and apparently she decided to take a class D driving license because her husband told her to. A few minutes later the speaker for my first session , the 5 hours class showed up. I recognize him as the son of that one uncle who his name  is on the signboard in front of the premise where I registered to for a driving license..erm anak bos..

Without telling us his name, the speaker started the first part of the session which thankfully was enjoyable and very informative. Besides, he is very funny, He speaks fluent malay but with a very thick  chinese accent which was understandable (still provide a good humor though), and most importantly he is a good-looking chinese man in glasses.. Haha..sorry hazreen no picture of him though.. Because of that, siting at the front was a bonus for me, not only it prevent sleepiness but nothing will obscure my view and my attention to the lesson.. Feel unsure about taking note at first because everybody did not seem to care to jot anything. Took out my note book eventually coz  I need to help myself passing the computerized test.. there were too much road act and demerit point which I found out later on that  are not in the book that they gave us.

to those who intended to take a driving license , this 5 hours class is compulsory to everyone.

After an hour recess time, the second part continue, this time with a different speaker. An older chinese man who spoke about signboard and safety precautions. He showed us excerpts from newspaper regarding road accidents , pretty much  explain what he think caused them and what should we do to prevent them.  He is funny too. I remember his story  about a foreigner who asked him a question reagrding why there are so many board in malaysia’s highway that say A WAS. What is A WAS? The speaker told us that he had a good laugh before he told the foreigner what  A WAS means in malaysia.

I don’t remember at what time I got home that day.. but I remember feeling excited for the  incoming computerized test and feel eager  to tell hazreen about my accouter with the good-looking speaker although he is,who I believe is happily married..

 Computerized test

I believe in working hard so that there won’t be any regret. Because of this, I studied diligently for the computerized test. Knowing that all the questions will come from the book that was given, I was determinine to finish studying all the 500 questions.  i make notes on some fact that requires memory and I even visited Mr. Google for confirmation. I quess, what I believe in is in exam, if all the answers are in the book you need to read it at least once. No matter what exam. if you want to ‘goreng” or quess you need to at least know what and how.

   Moving on…

On the test day,my brother in- law dropped me at my training centre. I was well-prepared that day. I left the sample questions book at home, I only brought along my note book which I would take a peek on before the test started. At the centre,  those who wanted to take the computerized test were asked to wait for a while.  I waited for about an hour before the driver who will take us to the test location showed up. Surprisingly, my feeling was natural at that moment, I quess it was obvious that there were so many trainees, the delay was acceptable.

    It took us another one hour to reach the test location.  The journey seems so long because of the driver. He drive recklessly making us all feel very much concern with our safety.  I did not count , but I am sure that he  broke all possible road regulations known to man. He tailed every front car in unsafe distance  and  he overtook it dangerously.  He drove in unacceptable speed without giving his full attention on the road.
  Mr driver LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING,THE CONSTRCUTION BY THE ROADSIDE IS NONE OF YOU BUSINESS. I don’t have the git to tell this right to his face tough.. Maybe because I was ‘well-prepared’ for the test, that driver every mistake became more obvious.

After that breathless and tiring journey (because of the stress and the goosebumps), we arrived at the test locations, we were helped by this one kakak who work at that location alone. I was assigned to my seat  after they took my pictures for an unknown reason ( not for the license for sure because we were asked to provide them the picture).

To be honest, the test questions were easy.  I went out of the test room after 20 minutes with 100% confident that I will get full marks.. if  i get any questions wrong I won’t know which one..haha..
that lovely lady at the counter then gave me my result..
So? Perfect score?^^ 
Nope. Missed it by 1 mark..

 49/50

Never mind. i still got my L.
Allhamdulillah... 

i got back to the waiting area, waiting for the other candidates while wondering how my ride home will be. Will it be 2 fast 2 dangerous as before... Sigh~

Part II ^^

Some of you might know that there were some brief moments in my life when I loved taking pictures of my friends.. pictures of them eating, sleeping in class,doing what they weren’t suppose to be doing, ‘studying’,and getting overly excited..wehehe

Here’s a few interesting moments that i really want to shed some light on.

 some of these photos are not mine though, I believe some of them were from the courtesy of my friends..thanks korang for the pictures..

Hazreen getting all choding and naughty

Zirah and me getting serious over works

zirah getting all bossy

D'Busters

 a few verbs that we often engaged in

Tumblring (used to)

playing futsal (not so often)

Shopping ( my personal favourite)

erm.. unexplained activity??

surfing

'lepaking' (not word but you know what i mean right)

celebrating birthday

Langkawi!!!

'studying' for entrepreneurship test ??

happy faces

AND

overly excited faces.^ ^

 Till then, to you my beloved friends may Allah give u a happy heart and His love all the time.I wish you all the best of luck!!

p/s : fyi this post has been stored  in my draft folder for months. I wonder why i haven't posted it..^^

Journey through pictures

Hello peeps…

I haven't posted anything in my blog for quite some time kan..erm....fine…..… let me rephrase  I haven't posted anything in my blog for a long time ..right...

 I was planning to post something on my second week of internship but I kept on postponing it until now…..sigh~

Lots of things happened in the past month I would say

Just to recap, chronologically ...

I finished my internship ages ago..haha.. Meaning it was ages ago since I am planning to post my blog entry..

I had completed a workplace portfolio for my internship

My classmates and I had attended our professional presentation classes

I had presented the workplace portfolio presentation

I had presented my sponsorship proposal

I presented my thesis  and had sent the report on the same day..Alhamdulillah

So basically I am out of Shah Alam, no longer a university student, might not be able to meet all my beloved friends  for a long time ( not that we will lost contact guys) which of course will make me miss them so much.. Will lose the privileges of using my university's library ( not only for the internet but also for the books, yes i know it should be the other way around..wakaka) 

continue...

Will miss kedai uncle,ahlaa and other few places where my friends and I usually hang up and makan-makan, will miss our rumah sewa and giant belakang rumah (ermm.. tak kot)  and most probably will be missing my  wonderful, funny, professional, helpful,strict, dragon,cool,scary,pretty, friendly lecturers in APB (thank you for every things, thanks for the As n thanks for the passing marks Alhamdulillah)

Browsing through my lappy's picture library I found hundreds of pictures of my friends and me in folder entitled Uitm ..

 from those pictures ,specially for you guys.. a brief tour to our will-be-missed moments..

 we celebrated Hari Raya together..

2010

2011

2012

 Iftar together for the first time..

Sept,2010

Countless time of fast-food sessions ( funny thing , I actually misspelled fast-food to fats-food at first).. Ermm there is no picture of us in K** though and our pictures in *&*  aren’t really suitable for viewing..wehehe..  

Iman n food

Hazreen n food

Iman, hazreen n food

the food that we ate..

Food that we prepared ourselves

once-in-a-blue-moon food

food at menara..still couldn't find wanton noodle as good as the one  at Menara SAAS..sigh~
n nasi lemak ..my lunch

food at the restaurant which we suddenly stopped going to..

And the most often..food from kedai uncle and Nur Qaseh, both  without pictures..

i am still working on JOURNEY THROUGH PICTURES part II..so till then
Bye and Wasalam..