B..
there's a letter for you, under the alas meja where you put all your remote controls.. read it while listening to Silbermond's ich bereue nichts...
I am on the way back to KL b.. Wait for me..
ich liebe dich b..
von ihrer Frau
Morgen
I had very little sleep last night. I think about 3 hours.. Perhaps I was very full from the sushi we ate for dinner last night. Ikhwan and I had dinner with one of his colleagues from ABB. He's at early 30s and has a PhD in robotics or something related to it, I'm not quite sure.. His wife is a Chinese. A very nice couple. They love to travel. Something that we too like to do.. perhaps one day we will get that chance again.. to travel together..
I am in the midst of packing my bags which I am sooo dreading to do now. Burning all the TV shows he downloaded for me and trying not to think about the long distance deal cause it's really hard for me to handle.. I am not sure if I can answer properly when people asks, 'so macam mane? bole ke jejauh?' gosh, they have no idea..
Ok ok , trying not to think to much about it.. I'm going to the city to meet ikhwan later around lunch time. I am planning to give him a surprise, I hope I manage to get it. It's funny how I tried to ask him where to get him the thing that I wanna get him, without telling him what it is.. And living in a foreign land with a foreign language doesnt make it easier.. But now I feel the urge to study German and be really good at it.. ok, so maybe I will just try to be ok at it first since it's not like BM.. an interesting language..
I am hoping that time will move faster when I am in KL. Yes, I will spend more time with my beloved family. Telling them stories about my experience here and with the Ramadhan month coming up, hopefully I will be calmer and try not to think too much.. Hopefully my prayers will be answered.. Hopefully everything will work out for us.. insha allah..
ok this is actually just some random post at 7am.. I just felt like blurting out random things and just..... I dunno.. I am a zombie now..
Bonjour!
I was riding ICE from Mannheim to Paris EST this morning and suddenly thought, 'Id never thought i'd be in Paris'.
And now, I am blogging from Hotel de l'Abbaye. I have soooooooooooooo many stories and pictures to share. but for now, I just wanted to have my fidget have that France visitor (so cool) hehehe..
Paris is a must go city cause its sooo romantic. oooh la la ...
Will blog about my Paris trip when I get back.
Ciaooo
Ikhwan's PS3 Rock Band set has finally arrived and we went to buy the games yesterday kat bandar. After assembling the set, I got hold of the mic and it was really hard to let go. (biasa la kaki karaoke). Ikhwan was quite shocked to see me being so hyped up with the singing, and I sang quite well too hehehehe (betul kan Shazzain??). I was doing No Doubt's Spiderwebs, Lenny Kravitz's Are u gonna go my way, Nirvana's About a girl, Smashing Pumpkins' Today, Blondie's One Way and few more sampai kong la jugak. Slept quite well last night. hehe..
Ok, need to practise on my guitar plucking and drum rolls ;) This thing is supercool! yes yes.. rock chic i am yes..
P/s: Starting to understand sikit sikit German just still gigil to sprechen Deutsch. Good news ya ??? :)
Tchusssss !
German word of the day : ich bin so kalt!
Translation : I am so cold!
13 has always been my lucky number. It has somesort been a very significant number in my life. And to mark the day that we get married, we decided to have the akad on the 13th of June 2009. Yes. I've always wanted a June wedding. In the middle of the year and middle of the month.
Today is our one month anniversary, and I know that Ikhwan will secretly read my blog almost everyday once he reaches home from work while I am preparing dinner for him :)
It has been a wonderful one month. A friend once said to me, 'its good that you're gonna be with him there in Germany for one month.. so that the two of you will get to be together, just the two of you and you will learn a lot about each other without anyone judging or telling you what to do.. its just the both of you.. ' I very much agree with her.. it has been a learning experience and i will treasure this forever..
His friends will ask us, how is it being married ? Is it different? And once we both said simultaneously, 'its exactly the same'. The person I knew him before is exactly the same person I know him now. (yes, yes, perhaps it has only been one month..) but for four years that we've known each other, we have been the same person up to now i guess. maybe we have been ourselves all this while, which is good. sometimes when I keep quiet, he knows what's exactly in my mind. like yesterday while walking back from the bus stop, he said 'i know you're thinking of the LV handbags right?' bulls eye. walau macam mana i try to hide it, he somehow can crack the password to my mind.. i dont know how he does it??? its crazy! hehehe
The ikhwan i know 4 years ago is crazy about gadgets i.e. PS2 or PS3 games (i got this mixed up yesterday), cars, football, downloading movies and tv series.
The ikhwan i know now is still the same as mentioned above, only recently he's really into NFL. bidding on ebay. and every day he is becoming more and more loving and caring. i know how much he loves and cares for his family, he will sacrifice for the ones he loves dearly and without hoping for anything in return because i know that he has a good heart. being the eldest of a long line of siblings, i find that he is a responsible son and a good though sometimes garang big brother. its amazing to watch him with his family. sometimes he might make some crazy jokes but he really is a great guy, that's my grizzly bear :)
I love him so much..
Happy 1 month anniversary b :) ich liebe dich
PS : We went to Heidelberg, Metzingen, Frankfurt on Friday and Schwetzingen yesterday. It was amazingly breathtaking. I have a number of pictures but terlalu banyak to be edited. will select and do them later ok..
bis später!
Last night we watched MJ's memorial live through CNN. Its mindblowing that how a single person can reach people all over the world through his music.
I have a confession. I was a MJ addict. like seriously. i used to cut out articles about him and made a Micheal Jackson scrap book. Now I am listening to Remember The Time. Yes. I remember the time when I was 11 and went to my friend, Yusra's house and attempted to do the Moonwalk. No matter how ridiculous it had looked, we had fun doing it.. and of course, the MJ scream. 'wooooooooow' I remember my brothers used to scare me with the Thriller dance and make a ghostly face and in the end will say, 'It's only me?'. And A B C 1 2 3, will definitely make u bop ur head. Black or White was a big hit when we were growing up. It was like an anthem for all MJ fans. And you can know his songs if u hear them even from far. MJ brought music itself to another level of dimension. He touched countless souls with his pure heart effortlessly. I believe that for many many generations, MJ will always be remembered as a legend.
When we reached Mannheim Hbf and took a cab to Kalmitstrasse, the cab driver had MJ songs playing non stop and I was thinking what's up? And once Ikhwan switched on CNN, we found out that he had died. And it was on everyone's blog and FB status.
Honestly, I didnt feel that he was really gone. Till I saw his memorial yesterday. And Brooke Shield's speech had really touched me.
MJ asked, will you be there ? I guess all his fans would answer, you are not alone micheal. dont matter if you're black or white, if you're bad or a smooth criminal, .. you did so much.. . and now it's time to rest.. everytime we see the man in mirror, we shall always remember the time when you healed the world with your songs. the way you make me feel like I want u back, but i guess you're just gone too soon..
It's your time to rest now MJ..
'my heart is beating very fast'
i met the person who has the same interest as i do.
i have mixed feelings. happy. scared. excited. confused. sad. all mixed like a cooked mixed vege.
what do i do now ?
let's think things through with a bit of müller peach joghurt (see how fancy they spell yogurt?..supercool right)
I have been listening to Katy Perry's Thinking of You over and over again (yes, I'm a freak). Every song has a story. Then I called my mom and my brother :) Ikhwan says I'm homesick cause I call home almost everyday.
Its surprising when you are alone and there's this push factor that makes you do things you didn't even dream of accomplishing.
The grocery shop closes on Sundays and we were out the whole day on Friday (Heidelberg) and Saturday (Metzingen) and came back really late and tired to buy food. So we went grocery shopping yesterday evening after Ikhwan came back from work. During tea time, I made baked potatoes. Surprisingly, he said, 'this is insanely sedap la'. Though it might sound like a mere 3 second sentence, but for me, it was best comment so far and I shall remember it.
Since we have chicken now, I made ayam masak merah (totally push factor) and hopefully he will like it. I'm not a good cook but I cook with love. maybe it will reach him.. somehow..
Sure u might say, 'maybe its the just married factor where everything is pretty and nice, sugar and spice..' So what if it is ? Let me have this since we will be apart for awhile by end of this month and it's not gonna be easy.. we had a taste of perfection but later we have to endure the time difference factor, cost factor, puasa factor, raya factor and all the other factors. and it all sums up like the factorization method, the long distance inter-regional marriage (LDIRM) factor. Not the usual weekend husband/wife. However, this is our fate. This is how Allah has written for us.. I consider myself lucky. It could be worse. Alhamdulillah Allah made it easy for me :)
Remember I wrote about changing points? Going back is gonna be the worse change point ever and I dont know if i am strong enough to deal with it..
cause in your eyes i'd like to stay.. stay...
But I know I am not alone..
My whole life I have been trying to gain some weight. After being called, papan (stick), bini Popeye (Popeye's wife), kurus kelingking (what's that all about) and other names that describes my thinness, finally, alhamdulillah, I have gained some significant weight :) **smiley smiley** no no.. dont think that it's THAT ok.. i have simply gained weight because Ikhwan buys me a lot of things.. mainly food :p chocolates and yogurt.. and milk and chocolates again and again and again..
We are planning to go to Heidelberg this weekend insha Allah and some other places in Europe (to be determined soon) with some friends who are currently residing in Germany as well.. Im starting to get used to waking up at 5am.. though sometimes i still get freaked out at the fact that the sun is still shining brightly at 8pm..not that I am complaining. I love the sun :) Maghrib prayers is at 938pm and Isya' is around 1145pm..
Yesterday Ikhwan wanted to treat me for dinner at a restaurant.. and being his punctual self, he says 5pm we leave.. and 5pm it was.. not even a minute late.. but then we realized that the buffet starts at 6pm so we hung out at the grocery store to kill time.. and of course.. we bought more food.. more chocolates and cookies.. and when it was almost 6pm.. it rained heavily and we had to head back home.. we walked in the rain sharing one umbrella and somehow it was kind of romantic.. hehe.. then I looked at him and I felt like I was in some hindustani movie (only that there were no people from behind the trees dancing simultaneously at the background hehehe.. it would be freaky if that happened though..). when we reached home, were soaking wet and very very superbly hungry..
and suddenly it hit me. Im a wife. I mean, yes I know that I am a wife.. but at that time, it really really hit me. I dont know why.
I prepared the Delifrance bread we bought at the grocery store. I baked it with some cheese and butter. And it was nice (surprisingly). And I heated the roti canai and made coffee for him.. And while he was eating and watching CNN, there were flashbacks about when we first met on 1st September 2005 at San Francisco Coffee. Then, I looked around and thought, roti canai, coffee after being soaking wet in the rain. It's just like San Francisco Coffee's tagline, 'Life is good' .
This is an amazing experience. Its like Indian summer in the middle of winter..like a hard candy with surprised center..
Alhamdulillah.
hey people.. this is my wedding montage.. we decided to put the pictures of the akad. credits to my cousin, Alif Abu Bakar, the photographer, my cousin Kak Mimi and her husband A. Amir who did a fabulous job :) kudos!
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