Mid semester 1 break is just around the corner!

What? Another break? Another holiday? For us? Yes!

I have a lot to do and the list is so long......and some in it have been frozen for so long. Yeah, I'm a lady with a zillion wishes yet of course I can't carry out EVERY THING! Hello. I'm not a SUPER HERO with a super duper power who can do everything in a split second. Even Superman is not perfect. That's why he has to be Clark Kent & avoid the Kryptonite stone.... Even Spiderman, Cicakman, Ultraman or other super heroes have their very own weaknesses which show that to err is definitely human's special gift.

I've listed all the do's and as usual, I'm not sure whether they will expire without any action done....Alah, give me a break....It does me no harm to build sandcastles in the air! I need to daydream but I won't let myself become the old version of Mat Jenin who was dead in the end because of his daydreaming.... Like the late Martin Luther King once said, " I have a dream...."

So, one more holiday & I'm ready.....hehehe.....

the plan

Ha!Ha!Ha! Holiday comes and goes. One week Chinese New Year holiday is gone and another break is coming. Because of the unexpected shortcomings, the plan to go to KL was cancelled at the last minute. (sigh!)

No worry! Another plan for this coming weekend may heal the broken heart. My cik abe, kids & I will be in Cameron Highlands in the next few days' time. Workloads have increased and life has been upside down lately. So the vacation is very much waited. By the way, it's sponsored. Hello? Should we turn down the golden opportunity? Heck, no.

Looking at our living room, I wonder whether the plan should be postponed. It's so messy. Maybe cleaning up activity is a better option. Nay! Cameron Highlands first & then cleaning up. Give me a break! I need a break! Ha!Ha!Ha!

It's already October. Wow, time really flies fast. Here I am, sharing my thoughts AGAIN in this blog. As if people are interested to read any of my writings. Who cares! I'm here to write (err..type?) so what?

It's still Syawal & I believe a lot of Malaysians are still attending open houses. Somehow, I feel this year there are not too many open houses compared to last year. Is it my imagination? Or maybe I'm not in KL. This year, I did get invitations but I had to decline many of them. Reasons? They are so simple. First, the venues are too far. I'm in Kedah & the hosts are in KL, Selangor, or Perak.... Second, the time itself is not suitable. Besides, there's only one Roshida. I can't clone myself & let my other Roshida attend the open house on my behalf. Hello....I'm still sane. Why should I tire myself. I don't need to force myself if I really can't go. Wait till the break comes. I'll make sure I'll be vengeful & visit them one by one, insyaAllah.

My open house? Our open house? We are still thinking & I'm not sure whether we'll do it this year. Both of us are quite busy. There are tons to do. If we want to carry out our very open house, planning is very vital. Of course, I won't cook. I'm hopeless in cooking for dozens of people. I'll let my beloved sweetheart do it. He's good at it. I'll be his assistant. I'm good at being one. It's just the cleaning up that I loathe. I have to be the mistress of the cleaning project. He's just my supporter. He's a good helper but sometimes it takes a lot of effort to ensure everybody, including my kids, share the burden. Many hands make work light. Oh yeah... sometimes too many hands make mess & not the same hands help clear up the mess. Trust me.

So...are we having our open house???? Let time be the judge. To have an open house or not to have an open house.....that's the question.... I dare not answer because I myself do not have the answer YET! Till then...I rest myself....

APRIL

Here I am again.....after a long silence. It's already April and it means the day is approaching nearer and nearer.

April. The month I love but loathe. Lots of things to do yet so little time to spend. My workloads...my resposibility.....my unfinished business....gosh, if only I am a superwoman! Who am I to complain. I, whose faults are very much mine, shouldn't grumble. I have no right to blame other people. The tasks are mine.....mine.....seclusively mine....(sigh)....

1st April=April Fool. So what? I don't care! I am never interested to be involved in any of the pranks. I didn't even realise it was April Fool! The day was so normal. So boring. Nothing happened. My world went on so well. Nobody cared and they didn't notice it at all. Then, it hit me a few days later that I was safe! I simply forgot. So much things to do and one of them was not about making fun or playing pranks.

My beloved April.....I was born in April! 20th April to be more exact. Everytime I look at the mirror, I see myself changing slowly, transforming me to be ME! The existence of me is like a small dot in the universe. I know my journey of life has encountered various faces of life. I've drunk the potion of life. It can either kill me or heal me. I am alive for all those memories- both sweet or sorrowful. "To be or not to be, that is the question," the saying lingers and I am breathing the essence of life till the day I am no more a living human being.

Here I am, still pondering to embrace April with open arms, welcoming April as an old flame I love or just accept April as coldly as a foe I should despise. After so long, I make up my mind.....friend or foe.......treat them equally. I shouldn't be biased......(sigh)

The Cow Accident

Well, it's been ages since I last wrote and there're many things I'd like to share but let me share THE accident.

It happened yesterday (2.2.2009). It was early in the morning. The day was still dark. The three of us were on our way to school which is situated about 45 km from my house. The day began like any other day. Ilah was the driver as this week it's her turn to drive. Awin sat next to her and I was at the back seat, still sleepy as I slept quite late the night before.

We were reaching Bukit Selambau when out of the blue, a herd of cow crossed the road. I still remember they shouted "Lembu" (Cow). I could see the cows very well. Ilah tried to brake but it was too late. Her effort was fruitless. I was shocked and unprepared. Well, I wasn't wearing my seat belt as well. Padan muka. Serve me right. The brake was too abrupt. I tried to prevent myself from hitting the front seat. Luckily, Ilah wasn't speeding. Still, I couldn't control myself. I fell down from my seat! Gosh! It really hurt! I was in tears. I was trembling and my body ached. It was like a dream. Nothing seemed real but it was 100% real.

After awhile, we started to check each other. Luckily, nobody was injured. Yet the cows were nowhere. Maybe they ran away out of fear. Amazingly, the cows were not hurt. Awin tried to get out of the car to pick up the bumper which fell but she was in fear as she saw a cow's head in a hole. She got back into the car. Ilah called up her husband. I tried to call up mine but nobody picked up the phone. Damn! When Ilah tried to open her door, she realised that it was useless. After 10 to 15 minutes, her husband turned up. There were other people as well. All the onlookers were interested. Hey! Hitting cows early in the morning is not everyone's cup of tea. At last we made up our mind that we won't be going to work. So we went back to SP. At first, we went to the government clinic but there're too many people so we headed to a stall and had our breakfast there. Then, together we went to lodge a police report. Actually, Ilah did it. Awin and I waited till she's done. By now, we could make a joke out of the incident yet my body started to scream in pain.

Now, after experiencing the unfogettable accident involving cows, after getting the MC from the clinic, I am thankful and relieved. All of us are safe and sound. No bleeding. No scar. Yeah, my body is still aching and throbbing but I am OK. Of course I am still traumatised by the incident. It was definitely a day I will remember. Maybe this is the sign to fill up the transfer form. Maybe the time has come.

Where was the owner of the cows? It's really dangerous to let the cows wander without supervision. Why didn't I wear the seat belt? Like other people, I despise the idea but now after the accident, I have a second thought. It isn't a bad idea after all. Poor Ilah. Her car is in the "clinic" waiting to be examined and repaired. Thank God, the insurance will cover the expenses.

Looking back, I realise I forgot to "salam" (shake) & kiss my hubby's hands. It's the routine I always do before I leave my house but on that day, it slipped out of my mind. But "life goes on". I must bear in mind that the accident won't drain my courage on the wheel. I must be strong. It's definitely a day I won't forget. A day which is rare but once it occurs has a big impact on you.

Cows are cows. Cows are not humans. With that, I rest my case....

My chocolate cake

Well, the cake is ready at last. After much persuasion from my little angels, I gave up. I know they are my die-hard fans and they always love whatever I cook for them. This time it's the chocolate cake they crave for so long. Chocolate cake, huh! I'm definitely not an excellent cook. I can cook...well...simple dishes. In fact, my sweet loving hubby is a better cook than me. He even cooked for our last Raya open house. Imagine my guests' surprise when they learnt that everything was his, not mine. I cleaned up the house and became the perfect hostess. In the end of the day, I resumed the task of cleaning up everything, with his help and support of course!

My chocolate cake is not the hard-to-do cake. It's soooo easy. Even my children can bake it. I use the shortcut recipe. I absolutely know my chocolate cake will turn out to be just fine. I know my little angels will be asking for more. I've to admit I'm quite reluctant to tell you the process because it's too easy. It really proves that I'm hopeless in baking. Maybe my new year resolution should be more training and knowledge in cooking and baking. My dearest Abang will be the happiest man on earth if I stick to the resolution. Who knows I can be the best cook in the world or perhaps in the universe.... Wow!

The World of Amida

The World of Amida was created by my sweet loving hubby. He said that this blog belongs to both of us. Well, I've to admit I need my very own privacy but sharing sounds err...nice too as we've been married for nearly 10 years (yeah...we're going to celebrate our 10th anniversary on 11 Dec 2008) and of course there shouldn't be any secret between the two of us. Wow...did I say that?

The World of Amida (combination of his name and mine) will be my first blog. I love writing but usually all the ideas are either stuck in my head, scribbled on paper...then thrown or missing in action. I still remember when I was young. I was always a dreamer and had this desire that one day I'd be a writer. Sigh..but I didn't have the guts. I felt people would sneer at all my masterpieces so I simply wrote then kept them safely hidden, up to the point I myself couldn't find them! Maybe this is the best time to start. Better now than never!

The World of Amida is my platform to share my world, or should I say, our world to the rest of the world. His world is my world and my world is his world. I'm one bloody lucky woman. Well, all of us are living in one world, so why not share the same blog. I've no complain...

-Rosh-