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Diah Mastura Roslan.
(You can call me Mrs Tatek.)
Happily married to my love of 5 years. Or so.
Life at the present moment? Bliss(ful).
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:: Rojak Mama :: Saturday, January 28, 2006
Eh eh tension, tension everywhere.
I need to make this clear before its too late. Of late, I ve been invited to get myself involved in some of the bloggers' disputes. However, I want myself out. I ve got better things to do like maybe have a pillow fight instead with my Tatek. :) Thank you though for the rather disturbing invitation. Pfft. I do not want to get myself caught up in any kind of drama mama dispute in the blogging world, please.
I have said this before, and I will say it again. My main intention of blogging is to put in words my not so daily thoughts, views and experiences. That is really about all ok. Maybe this is also the reason why I have tried to exclude myself from all the bloggers' outings, if truth be told. I do not want to appear high and mighty but honestly, I do not need to explain myself here.
Let's just say I don't quite fancy rojak. But if I am really, REALLY, forced to eat it, I will ensure I get to choose what gets to be on that plate of rojak.
You get what I mean, ya?
I believe I am no charlatan. My friends are not many, but to those who I call my friends, I treat them like real gems.
:)
And please, this entry is not meant for any particular person. Don't be so obtuse and think I am referring to you before dedicating one hate entry for me. Do some intelligent research first like you know, asking me first before assuming. :)
Woohoo!
Peace, no war.
@ 09:42 p.m.
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:: A Rojak entry. :: Sunday, January 22, 2006
Congratulations Kak Hilda and Abang Anuar.
Welcome, little Hakim!
I can't help but to end the entry with this...
And this...
Dr Evil.
Heh.
@ 11:47 p.m.
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:: Rai Rai Kratong :: Sunday, January 22, 2006
This entry is especially for Raihan, the red hat babe. I wanted SMS you, but I do not know which no. to sms you to. I wanted to msg you through friendster, but I hardly go there anymore. I wanted to MSN you, but I do not know when you ll be online. I wanted to email you, but hotmail is being a bitch. And oh, I wanted to leave a comment at your blog but apparently, you only accept bloggers from blogspot.com! So bacin. Pfft.
So here I am, typing a sweet msg here for you at my own private space.
Love, I am as stirred as sugar in a hot cup of coffee that you are still hanging on to the thought of giving me my belated wedding pressie. That is really so sweet of you. Ouch! Was so touched when I read your latest entry, I almost teared. Almost. However, you need not go through all the trouble just so that I get the wedding pressie. As it is, you are already so busy trying to balance that famous red hat of yours to and fro Singapore. Lol!
So there.
I am not hoping for a wedding present. But I am not saying NO to it either! Heh.
@ 04:54 p.m.
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:: KILL TIME :: Tuesday, January 17, 2006
I am typing this entry while waiting for Tatek to shower before sending me to school.
Egadddd, he has finished bathing!
Ok bye.
@ 11:18 a.m.
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:: Audition :: Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Remember the audition for a show Nurul is hosting in mid Feb?
Ok, now we are talking.
She needs 2 girls and 2 guys. So far, we only have the girls. And pls, do leave your contact no. as well in the mail so that she can contact you directly.
Deadline is 12 December so pls hurry!
@ 02:37 p.m.
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:: Ideal entry :: Monday, January 9, 2006
Yet another beautiful wedding.
Congratulations Shila & Rohaizad.
The real Pasangan Ideal Manja 2005, but of course. :)
Meanwhile, let's have a look at them losers...
What the heck, we love being married!
Really, we do!
@ 09:59 p.m.
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:: S HIT :: Saturday, January 7, 2006
Tell me, how exactly would you feel if you really, badly and desperately need to go (shit) but your passage is being blocked by a hunched man with an NTUC trolley full of groceries right in front of you at a rather known escalator?
Shitty, right?
That was what happened to us. Me and Tatek.
"Eh alamak dia tak tahu ke kita ni nak berak?" cried Tatek.
Kyuk kyuk kyuk.
Shit happens, my love.
@ 11:21 p.m.
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:: Torn. :: Thursday, January 5, 2006
A bit uncalled for, this entry. I was planning to iron my clothes for tomorrow in point of fact. Saw the computer not in use and could not resist the urge to somewhat update my blog. After all, I did say I was back right?
I believe I do not need to provide 1001 reasons for my nonappearance for the past few days. See, teachers are never THAT free to blog. I ve been really busy with my p1 darlings. And when I type darlings, I do mean DARLINGS. I have 30 pupils in my class, and each of them is so huggable. So short, so chubby, so selekeh, so innocent. It's just like having to care for 30 babies. I swear.
May I share a rather funny incident today right after recess. As pupils are always expected to put their little fingers on their lips, that was what my ooh so obedient darlings did. However, there was one particular darling of mine who used her middle finger on her lip instead of her second finger. "Don't use your middle finger on your lip, little girl!" bellowed one of my colleagues.
Heh. That's my darling.
I really do love my life at the current moment. I mean, I am doing what I love to do. Teach the lower primary, be in the afternoon session, have my hubby to send and fetch me to school every day and go back home to my family and my hubby every evening. Bliss, you!
Oh, speaking of bliss, my darling Nurul's life is not exactly blissful right now. She has a torn ligament as a result of her fall in a smelly LONGKANG during her filming in KL. She didnt exactly mention that the longkang was smelly but I can so imagine. Longkangs are never aromatic, what! She is back home in Singapore already and we are planning to pay her a visit filled with goodies this weekend.
Her story may seem funny but one month of MC is definitely not funny, ok!
Take care, love.
@ 09:19 p.m.
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:: Celebrate Tonight, Come on! :: Wednesday, December 28, 2005
All righty, we are off to Aloha Loyang Resort for the next 3 days or so.
We likey!
We likey very much!
@ 05:15 p.m.
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:: And I miss you... :: Sunday, December 25, 2005
I miss this little boy here so much.
@ 08:28 p.m.
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:: Good afternoon, Mdm Diah :: Sunday, December 25, 2005
Ok enough already about my wedding and its aftermath.
Back to reality. (Not that my wedding is only a dream!)
I have decided. I am a teacher, so I should be talking about things related to my job by now. After all, its only a few more days before school starts. Haalilooyah. Oh, have I already told you that I will be a Primary 1 teacher come next year? I am pretty much excited because I have been wanting so desperately to teach the P1s. For the past two days or so, I have been pedantically preparing stuff which I will use to decorate my classroom come next Tuesday. I can't wait. I have just completed putting together a rather multihued jigsaw puzzle of my class. Each puzzle has my pupil's name on it and what each pupil is expected to do is to simply find his/her puzzle with his/her name on it, complete the puzzle and "You fit right in!" I have decided to also use the jigsaw puzzle to teach my pupils to take their own attendance everyday. See, for instance if Pupil A is absent on that day, Pupil A will not be able to complete Pupil A's part of the puzzle. I can then easily ask the class, "Look at our 1 Peace puzzle. Is it complete? Who has not completed the puzzle? So who is absent?" Oh, just in case you are wondering, the answer is Pupil A lah. Sheesh.
I am pretty innovative, I must say. :0
And I realized one more thing yesterday night. I am no longer the young and dainty Miss Diah. I am Mdm Diah, as old as it may sound. Honestly, I will miss being called Miss Diah. Imagine parents calling me up for the first time. "Hello, may I speak to Mdm Diah? Not Miss but Mdm Diah, please." If they have never seen me before, I anticipate they will think I am this one old, wrinkly and retiring teacher. Question now is, AM I?
This sucks.
Today will be our first jemputan as husband and wife.
BUT
I don't feel like going.
How now brown MRS Cow?
@ 10:53 a.m.
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:: Another Dumb & Dumber entry :: Saturday, December 24, 2005
How exactly am I supposed to put up pictures of my room which Nurul and myself had painstakingly festooned for MY wedding when we did not even take a single picture of the room?
Funny.
How could we forget to take even ONE picture? Dah tebiat agaknya! For the thousandth time, I went through all the pictures from Nurul's camera. There are only pictures of our stupid faces, our smelly feet and big toes zoomed up. But no pictures of the bridal room. Not even a teeny weeny bit.
Now I cannot brag about my room as much as I wanted to because you cannot really see how good it looked, you see. It's no use snapping like a mad woman now since I have practically removed 90% of the stuff from the room decades ago.
I am really depending on my photographer, Abang Nizam, for pictures of the bridal room. In the interim, I shall just describe to you in PLAIN, BORING words how exactly my room looked like on my wedding day. Envisage, not sleep, from here on please...
White room
White organza curtains all over
White feathers all over
White coverlet
Dangly crystals all over
Glittery butterflies all over
ZEN furniture
White fluffy carpet
White fluffy chair cover
Fresh flowers on the dressing table
White rose petals all over the bed
A cute white teddy bear at the centre of the bed
And a PRETTY (shameless) bride to complete it all
Can you imagine how magnificient my room looked like on my wedding day?
Breathless already?
No?
Ok, let us just wait for the pictures, shall we?
And there goes Tatek. To work.
What is the wife to do now?
Hmmmm..
Meanwhile, I ve been dying to say this..
I AM BACK....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
@ 07:25 p.m.
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:: MY WHITE WEDDING COME TRUE :: Saturday, December 24, 2005
Selamat pagi.
Due to popular request, I shall PROUDLY and WILLINGLY put up the pictures of my dais. My beautiful dais. My white dais. My bulu bulu dais. My dream dais. Er ok and Tatek's dais as well. Pictures courtesy of Khaj Wedding. (I sneaked into their Multiply one silent night and stole these beautiful teramat sangat pictures!)Heh.
How much did the dais and the overall deco cost me? Contact the ever so nice Kak Norita and ask her yourself ok! All I can say is, the price is really reasonable for a job so excellently done.
MY DAIS
TATEK'S DAIS
So dear Kak Norita and the entire crew of Khaj Wedding Deco, we thank you once again for everything. We definitely made the right choice. :)
I like promoting others.
I have always wondered what it's like to be a Metro sales promoter.
NOW I know.
Heh.
Oh, for those interested, you may contact Kak Norita at norita_nurdin@yahoo.com.sg
@ 10:15 a.m.
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:: MY WEDDING from the perspective of Nurul's camera :: Thursday, December 22, 2005
SOLEMNIZATION
Friday, 16 December 2005
My custom made in house dais.
The row of gifts waiting to be exchanged
My hubby waiting to be slaughtered nikah-ed, if ever, there's such a word.
Our kadi, Ustaz Hassan Salim
Kita sudah halal!!! Giggles and stuff.
My family and his new family.
WEDDING RECEPTION
Sunday, 18 December 2005
Trying so hard to act like a shy bride. I failed obviously.
My brother, Bak Nasir and gang desperate for their .
Up went Hidayah. Down went Hidayat.
My darling cuzzies. Natalia-bridesmaid. Natasha-pianist.
Unfortunately, Natasha did not play the piano but the organ on Sunday.
Thank you Natasha for playing the wedding march, My Heart will go on, and I believe I can fly. Lovely. Oh let me promote her a bit. Natasha can play the piano damn well, like a pro. She is only 10 years old but is in Grade 6 already. In fact, she already has an invitation to play the piano for an upcoming wedding reception at a hotel. Yup, that's my cousin for you.
A very entertaining tarian kuda kepang by Khaizan.
Our view of our wedding.
Us with my parents in law.
I love him. I love her.
I love her again. And my bloody red henna. So Tatek does love me a lot ay? ;p
My dear family.
That's it for now. Penat la. Bottomline is, Selamat Pengantin Baru to us. Period.
Question is, will all these pictures load? Hmmm.
That aside, its time to say thank you the following people for making my dreams come true...
Makeup-Zulradi and Hidayah Kamisan from Zulradi Bridal.
In house dais - Don from My Wedding Regalia
Dulang Hantaran-Hafizah from M's Touch
White Deco-Kak Norita from Khaj Wedding Deco
Bridal room-Diah & Nurul
Food-Fazana Catering
Kompang/Kuda kepang-Khaizan
Photography-Nizam from Theme Photography
Videography-Shah from Image and Vision Productions
Entertainment-Azman from Entertainment Network.
Now, now what should I get Zulradi for his upcoming birthday party?
That has been my BIGGEST problem for the past three days.
@ 10:21 a.m.
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:: Alhamdullilah :: Tuesday, December 20, 2005
WEY! I am back! With a change of status, of course.
Marriage life? BEST!!!! I do not need my bolster anymore. I only need him now everynight. Heh. Don't sue me, we are already a HALAL couple. Bluek.
Seriously now. I thank all of you...
For helping me make my wedding an event worth remembering for the rest of my life.
Also, thank you for posting my pictures in your blog and thus, saving me all the trouble of having to post the pictures in my blog :)
Believe it or not, I am a wife already to possibly the best catch ever. I cannot cook, I cannot wash the clothes, I cannot clean the house. But heck, I am a wife and I do know that there is ONE thing I can do...
To love my hubby with all my heart.
Wedding pictures? Akan datang.
You will have to wait. Look, if I can wait for 5 years to get married to my Tatek, why can't you wait for maybe, 5 years or so to view my wedding pictures?
Lol.
@ 09:12 p.m.
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:: From Nurul to her fans :: Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Taken from Nurul's blog:-
This entry is for my fans aged 18 and above who are able to perform stunts for a live TV show early next year. (Training will be provided, dont worry!) Details of the show will be revealed at a later stage.
I want to conduct an audition soon. I need about 4 of you. (boys or girls) Those interested pls email back to my friend, Diah, at diahmastura@gmail.com
Why not my email, you ask? Cause I do not go online except for now.
Hope to hear from all of you. Take care.
Love,
Nurulaini
@ 06:39 p.m.
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:: The diary of a bride to be :: Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Oh dear, yet another entry. And I thought I was supposed to be very busy.
Truth is, I need to tell you this. I am a very satisfied bride to be. Burp. Very, very, satisfied. Burp lagi. For now la, at least.
Reasons for my satisfaction?
1. Nurul and myself have succeeded in decorating the bridal room yesterday night. We took 5 bloody long hours to ADORN the room. My room. My bridal room. We started at 8 pm and ended at 1 am. And the best thing is, we did it ALL by ourselves. No need to pay others to do the dirty job for us. We have proven that if Yan can cook, so can we. Lol. We have also decided. If we do receive encouraging feedback on Friday, we want to open a small business speacialising in bridal rooms. Attention please, all brides to be! Satisfaction NOT EXACTLY guaranteed, though. Now, what will be a nice name for our so called company? :0
2. WE have finished packing the wedding favours. Packing wedding favours is not a big joke tau. It is just tiring. Wey, you try to imagine packing 1350 err *insert wedding favour here* into boxes la!
3. We have removed all the unnecessary furniture to make way for the in-house dais, which will be put up later today by a very creative man. (I can't wait!) My in-house dais is custom made, don't play play! I just hope it will turn out nice. No, nice is not what I am looking for. Overwhelming, yes. Come on, if it is not even overwhelming, why bother having it custom made in the first place kan?
4.Lastly, I am left with about 2 days before Friday comes.
All I am left to do now is to breathe in..
And go for my fitting.
Heh.
Breathe out? Only after the fitting la.
Hope Zulradi does not read this entry.
@ 10:51 a.m.
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:: Dengar sini kawan kawan :: Monday, December 12, 2005
Ok this entry is for those of you who have been invited to my wedding and most importantly, ARE intending to come this coming Sunday, 18th December 2005.
IF you wanna see me ALONE in action, then come by 1pm.
IF you wanna see both Tatek and myself in action, then come by 145 pm and after 4 pm.
IF you wanna see NONE of us, oh well, come only when the event is over.
I am waiting to see everyone of you, though.
Wish me all the best.
Allah selamatkan kami.
@ 07:23 p.m.
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