The Raya Rollercoaster: From Joy to Jitters

Hi,

Okay, so apparently, 'sleep' is just a suggestion tonight. I tried, I really did. But blame the cheese naan and tandoori chicken for throwing a full-blown party in my stomach. It's like they're having a tiny, spicy rave, and I'm the unwilling DJ.

And to add to the fun, I've been running on 'Raya resilience' for days. A delightful cocktail of 'I'm feeling awful but the kids need their relatives fix.' So, yeah, PCM and Difflam? My Raya besties. I'm basically a walking pharmacy. But hey, the kids had a blast, and that's what counts, right?

But just like that, my Raya break is doing its disappearing act. Two days, and poof! Back to the 'real world,' which apparently involves staring at exam scripts until my eyes cross. Just looking at that bundle makes me want to reenact a dramatic 'run away from the scary monster' scene from any horror movie, but, you know, with less screaming and more grading. 🤢

And to top it off, my siblings are all doing the 'leaving the nest' thing at dawn. Mom's place is about to become a ghost town. The kids are gonna miss their cousins like crazy. They see each other so rarely, goodbyes are always a bit of a tearjerker. But hey, we've got a KL trip planned for the end of the month, so there's that. Onward and upward!

Let us take a moment to enjoy some of the studio photographs taken of the children with their cousins and grandparents during the Hari Raya celebrations.

With Atok & Nenek in Jasin. (2025)

Tokwan & Maktok in Telok Air Tawar (2023)

My favorite photo ever taken in 2019. They're so adorably tiny, I can't handle it! 🤗

Alright, rambling session over. I'm officially signing off. Time to try and negotiate a truce between my stomach and the tandoori chicken rave. And then, it's hospital appointment time! Wish me luck. I'm gonna need it. Good night!

Raya Rocket to Penang!

Hi,

Well, just like that, Melaka's Raya fiesta has packed its bags and waved goodbye! Day one? Let's just say 'hectic' was putting it mildly. I'm pretty sure my baju gained a few stress wrinkles. 😅 But, oh, the heart-warming moment! I got to surprise my other grandmother, who's currently living with my Aunty in Batu Berendam. She's been bedridden for many years and I haven't seen her for quite some time, and seeing her little great-grandkids on Raya? Cue the waterworks! Seriously, that's what Raya's all about – making your loved ones beam with smile.

And now, I'm on the ETS, zooming away from Melaka like a Raya rocket, heading back to Penang to unleash the family chaos! All my siblings are converging at my parents' place, which is basically the annual 'Cucus vs. Maktok & Tokwan's House' showdown. We see each other, sure, but Penang reunions? That's a whole different level of madness. Sorry, Mom, but they've been plotting this cucu-invasion for ages. Prepare for maximum decibel levels and a serious shortage of kuih raya! 😂

Our train, bless its punctual little wheels, departed at 4:08 PM, and we're scheduled to roll into Butterworth around 10:45 PM. Six and a half hours of train-tastic fun! And guess what? Nenek, bless her snack-packing soul, has basically turned our seats into a mini-grocery store. She's terrified her little munchkins might starve. It's like she thinks they're going on a desert trek, not a train ride.

Boy was happy, Nenek packed a ton of snacks for him.

Of course, kids being kids, they're already plotting a cafe raid. 'Mom, can we get ALL the snacks?' As long as they're behaving (and not trying to trade their baju Raya for train conductors' hats), I'm a happy, snack-stocked mama!

And then, of course, he wanted snacks from the cafe. 😂

So, to Butterworth we go! Hoping for a peaceful train ride and a joyful reunion in Penang! Bye!

Raya Night Thoughts

Hi,

Raya night, and I'm here, watching the little monsters (ahem, angels) finally crash out. They definitely squeezed every last drop of fun out of Raya – pelita lighting, bunga api and the fireworks. It's their once-a-year 'no bedtime' pass, and they used it wisely.

Me? Well, let's just say I was a bit of a 'Raya robot' during the final prep. Everyone was buzzing around, doing a million things at once, and I was...also doing things. But mostly, I was just kinda...blank. Like, my body was moving, but my brain was on 'loading' mode.

I'm not even sure what's going on in my head right now. It's like a weird mix of 'Raya exhaustion' and 'existential pondering' with a dash of 'where did I put my new brooch?' It's all a bit much.

But hey, even confused Raya robots deserve to wish you a Selamat Hari Raya, maaf zahir & batin! May your Raya be significantly less confusing than mine. And may we all find our brooches...eventually. 😁

Eid Mubarak, everyone! 🤝

Pre-Raya Bliss

Hi,

Just another 'countdown to Raya' day, and my fingers are itching to type something up! So, here I am, at my in-laws' place for a couple of days, getting into the festive spirit. And you know what that means? Ironing! Yep, ironing. I know, I know, it sounds like a boring chore, but honestly, it's kinda my 'zen' time. Plus, seeing their baju raya all crisp and ready? Totally worth it. I'm basically the family's official 'Ironing Fairy'. 🧚‍♀️

And then, there's the whole 'ketupat nasi' situation. See, being a Northerner, I'm used to ketupat palas. But down here in the South, it's all about the nasi version. Which means, every year, I have to re-learn how to weave those little rice pouches. It's like my brain does a factory reset every 365 days. Seriously, I get it down, feel like a pro, and then...poof! Gone. Next year, it's like I'm trying to solve a Rubik's Cube blindfolded. 'Okay, loop this, tuck that, and...wait, where did that end go?' It's a yearly puzzle, but hey, at least it keeps me entertained. 😊

Pretty ketupat, kan? 😁

And let me tell you, 'bring on the Raya' means 'prepare for a culinary marathon' at my in-laws' place. I was absolutely floored the first time I spent Eid here. They don't just 'cook a bit' – they orchestrate a full-blown feast. We're talking seven, maybe eight, different Raya dishes. It's like a food festival exploded in the kitchen. Sambal daging, ungkep ayam, sup ayam kampung, goreng hati & pedal (yes, that's a thing!), sambal kacang, and a few other culinary masterpieces that my brain, still reeling from the ketupat weaving, can't quite recall.

And the best part? It's a team effort. Everyone picks a dish to tackle. Which, of course, means I'm strategically choosing the 'least likely to result in kitchen disaster' option. I'm all about efficiency, you know? Why wrestle with a complicated rendang when you can master the art of...well, something simple and delicious? Let's just say I'm playing to my strengths. And my strengths lie in 'easy but impressive.' Hey, someone's gotta do it!

So, between the ironing, the ketupat wrestling, and the impending food coma, it's shaping up to be a pretty epic Raya. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I hear the sambal calling my name... Bye! 

Remembering the Legacy

Hi,

Alright, settling in for a little tribute to my absolute favorite folks, the Abdullah family, or as we fondly call us, the Dollah Clan. Picture a cozy blanket of family warmth, that's us! We've been a tight-knit bunch since our tiny human days.

Our recent heartwarming buka puasa get-together.

Half of the lovely ladies of the family.

First up, Arwah Tokwan Abdullah. He was the epitome of calm. Think serene mountain stream, that was his voice. I honestly don't think he knew how to raise his voice. If you asked me to paint a picture of 'kind person', his face would be the masterpiece. He's the reason I try to sprinkle kindness like confetti, no matter who I'm chatting with. 

Then, there's Tokmak Ainon. Oh, bless her heart! She was a whirlwind of delightful chatter. Think of her as the family's personal stylist and etiquette coach. Hair perfectly combed? Check. Smelling like a field of flowers? Double-check. And if you dared to forget your manners? Well, let's just say you'd hear about it from sunrise to sunset, a gentle, but persistent reminder.

The void she left is immense. Missing our beloved Arwah Tokmak.

These two, Tokwan and Tokmak, they were the architects of our characters. They built us with kindness and a dash of 'mind your manners, darling!' I still carry their wisdom with me, like a comforting little secret. And honestly, I think we all turned out alright, thanks to their gentle, slightly chatty, guidance. Because of them, we grew up to be a delightfully chaotic, but incredibly close, bunch. We learned that everyone deserves a slice of the kindness pie, no matter who they are.

Now, Bagan Jermal… that place is like a family reunion button. The moment we set foot there, the 'Dollah Clan Spirit' kicks in, like a warm, fuzzy blanket of nostalgia. It's like the air itself is filled with shared memories and inside jokes. We’ll be laughing, sharing stories, and making sure this beautiful, slightly eccentric, bond of ours continues forever. 

Bagan Jermal Memories: Love and Laughter Within.

To Tokwan, the quiet force of goodness, and to Tokmak, the delightful chatterbox of manners – thank you. You two built a family that's a true treasure. And to my crazy, wonderful Dollah Clan, let's keep the Bagan Jermal magic alive, forever and always.

With ❤️,

Amirah

Raya Travel: A Mom's Guide to the ETS

Hi,

Imagine me, dramatically sighing as I look at the calendar: "Oh, Ramadan, you're leaving us so soon?" It feels like just yesterday I was  figuring out the sahur snooze-button strategy. Now, poof! Gone. Ramadan's waving goodbye in just a few days. Honestly, I'm kind of getting used to this whole "no daytime munchies" thing. It's almost...efficient? Like, suddenly I have all this extra time! Though, the moment Raya hits, I'm going to be face-planting into a mountain of kuih raya. But, after that initial sugar rush, I'm promising myself a slow, gentle return to the land of moderation. I'm not a big-meal monster, but those sneaky snacks? They're my kryptonite. 😋

Anyway, this year we are going to spend our first day of Hari Raya in Jasin. And as always, our trusty steed is the ETS train. It's like our annual Raya chariot – speedy, reliable, and comfy enough to make you forget you're on a train. This is like, our third year running, so we're practically ETS royalty. But you gotta snag those tickets way ahead of time, because Raya seats vanish faster than free cookies at a party. Grab those tickets the moment they drop, or face the wrath of sold-out seats. You know, the good ones – forward-facing, toilet-adjacent, and low-traffic. It's a strategic operation!

Tasek Gelugor station: our gateway to a straight shot to Melaka.

The journey will take us more than six hours to Batang Melaka, one stop before Gemas, the final station. That's a long haul, so Operation: Keep the Kids Entertained is in full swing. They're packing their literary favorites – comics, storybooks, and whatnots. Plus, their favorite toys are coming along for the ride in their mini-backpacks. They know the secret code: boredom equals nap time. It's a survival skill they've honed to perfection. Smart cookies.

In her train-bound kingdom, the laws are simple: read, nap, feast. And repeat.

Ultraman's on duty. Keeps watch while the boy dreams. Remove them? Never. 

And let's not forget the onboard buka puasa! Forget fancy restaurants; we're breaking our fast on the rails, baby! I'm packing a picnic of food delights – think easy-to-eat, mess-free, all-in-one-container wonders. Plus, there's the onboard cafe for post-picnic treats, but only after they've eaten Mom's food. Rules are rules, and Mom's gotta keep her sanity, you know? Hehe.

So, please, send us all the good vibes, positive energy, and maybe a few extra snacks (for me, shhh! 😉). I'm hoping for a smooth, drama-free journey, filled with fun, delicious food, and maybe even a few train-induced naps. And fingers crossed, I'll have a whole treasure of Raya stories to share later!

See you again!

The Mathematical Mentorship

Hi,

So, I just survived—and thrived!—a math mission (think 'National Treasure' but with more integrals). Seriously, I can't spill the beans on the program's name, but let's just say it involved a squad of mathematical superheroes and absolute legends – I'm talking 20-35 years of experience, some even retired, and still brimming with passion to contribute. Their combined experience? Let's just say it made my math knowledge look like a toddler's crayon drawing on a napkin. 😅

Honestly, I felt like a kitten trying to keep up with seasoned tigers. But their generosity? Off the charts. They treated me like family, patiently guiding me through everything. It's a humbling reminder that no matter how much you think you know, there's always someone with deeper wisdom.

The squad.

I went in thinking I knew a thing or two about numbers, but quickly realized I was basically trying to speak fluent calculus with a vocabulary of a sophomore year student. They were incredibly patient, though, like explaining the Pythagorean theorem to a confused goldfish. 🐟😂 That's a little bit too much, but well.. you get the idea. But they never made me feel dumb, just gently nudged me towards enlightenment.

It's a humbling truth: even the most brilliant minds are still learning. Remember those ancient mathematicians who thought the square root of 2 was a conspiracy? They were brilliant, but they were also human! So, don't be afraid to ask 'dumb' questions (because trust me, I asked a lot). Embrace the beautiful struggle, and remember, even if you feel like you're lost in a sea of variables, you're not alone. 

We're all in this together, and who knows? Maybe one day, you'll be the one explaining imaginary numbers to the next generation, and trying not to laugh. 😁

Inside USM@KL: Math Masters in the Making

Hi,

My visit to USM@KL was primarily to participate in the welcome and registration process for the new Master of Science in Teaching of Mathematics students. So, there I was, venturing into the concrete jungle of Kuala Lumpur, on a mission to infiltrate...USM@KL! Okay, maybe infiltrate is a strong word. More like, "gracefully attend. hehe. This particular intake was a unique, second-semester enrolment, catering to specific student circumstances that deviated from the standard October intake. The standard academic calendar at Universiti Sains Malaysia (USM) traditionally commences with a new "Sidang" (academic session) in October. This second-semester intake allowed for flexibility, accommodating students who required alternative enrolment schedules.

At the lounge area.

As this was my first experience at the USM@KL campus, I was keen to understand its operational dynamics and physical layout. Due to scheduling constraints, I accompanied Maisarah, the program coordinator, during her student briefing. She's basically the program's "Mom-in-Chief," keeping everyone in line and making sure the mathematical mayhem stays organized. Maisarah plays a crucial role in managing the Pesisir (off-campus) program, acting as the primary point of contact and support for students enrolled in the Master of Science in Teaching of Mathematics. My presence allowed me to observe the briefing process and gain first-hand insight into the program's administration.

The 'Mom-in-Chief' and her newly adopted children. 😄

USM@KL's location is a significant advantage, providing accessibility for students residing in the Klang Valley. The campus offers a comfortable and conducive learning environment, equipped with facilities suitable for postgraduate studies. Beyond the Master of Science in Teaching of Mathematics, USM@KL offers a range of postgraduate programs, catering to diverse academic interests. This allows individuals in the Klang Valley to pursue USM's postgraduate qualifications without the need for regular travel to the main campus in Penang. So, if you're a Klang Valley resident with a hankering for higher learning from USM, you can skip the Penang pilgrimage. It's like having USM deliver pizza, but instead of pizza, it's knowledge.😋🍕

The student briefing covered essential program information, including course requirements, schedules, and administrative procedures. It also provided an opportunity for students to ask questions and interact with faculty and staff. Maisarah handled it like a pro, answering questions and keeping the newbies from having a full-blown math-induced panic attack. The welcoming atmosphere created during the briefing aimed to ease the transition for new students and foster a sense of community. The visit provided a valuable understanding of how USM extends its educational reach through its off-campus centers. And I learned a lot about the program too, realizing that teaching math is way more complicated than just yelling, "Solve for x!" at a chalkboard. 

All in all, it was a good day. I got to see a new place, meet some enthusiastic students, and avoid getting lost in the KL traffic (a minor miracle in itself). 😂And who knows, maybe one of those students will finally figure out how to make math as exciting as a roller coaster ride. One can dream, right?

Six and Super Adam

Hi,

Happy 6th Birthday to my amazing little man, Adam! Can you believe it's March 17th already? Six years ago today, he made his grand entrance, and let's just say, it was a memorable one! Think 'superhero landing' but in baby form. 😉 He was a big (literally so big), beautiful surprise, and totally worth the tiny battle scar that brought him to me.

My first glimpse of him, though I was under the influence of strong pain medication, was an unexplainable feeling.

Just like his sister, he was nurtured with love, a bond forged through over two years of breastfeeding. As a working mom, my pumps and coolers were my trusty sidekicks. Seriously, those things went everywhere with me – even on vacation! Those days, though super challenging, were filled with a profound sense of connection. Between me and him.

Those milk monster days. My sweet Michelin baby.

Weaning him? Oh boy, that was an adventure! He was like my little Velcro baby, always stuck to me. And honestly, he still kind of is even until now! 😂 He thinks I'm his personal superhero, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm secretly glad that he still sees me as his world. A love so pure, so unwavering.

Looking back at his baby photos, a wave of nostalgia washes over me and makes me smile so big! I miss those tiny hands, that innocent gaze. And I also miss those chubby cheeks and baby giggles. It's a bittersweet feeling, realizing I haven't shared these precious memories here.

At an age when Mom was the center of his universe. No one else. 😂

And I realized I've been hoarding all these adorable moments! So, in honor of Adam turning six, let's dive into a photo dump of his cutest baby moments! Get ready for some serious cuteness overload! 

On his first year of life.

Covid turned my days into 'mom-time' and my nights into 'work-time.' It was a bittersweet experience.

It's amazing how he went from being so scared of the water to being such a good swimmer.

Looking back on those whirlwind years, the sleepless nights, the constant juggling, it all blurs into a single, clear image: love. Through every challenge, every milestone, every ordinary moment, it was love that carried us. It's a journey I wouldn't trade for the world. 

Happy birthday, my sonshine! 😘

Nurturing Number Lovers

Hi,

I just wanted to share something that really lights me up: teaching kids math! Seriously, those little minds are like sponges, and when you show them how fun numbers can be, it's amazing.

I still remember those days before my own kiddos, when I'd gather all the neighborhood kids for math sessions? Even the ones who thought they hated it! Seeing their parents tell me how much they started enjoying math at school after a few sessions with Teacher Mira? Best feeling ever! It's amazing that, even after 10 years and my move, they still remember me as their teacher. 🥰

And until now, I still love helping my nieces, nephews, and any kids who needs a hand, whether it's a quick WhatsApp or Telegram chat or even a Zoom session. I'm always happy to help them out. They know how I work, too. They always come prepared with at least a good attempt. I don't simply give them answers, though. I want them to really get it. So they can tackle any question I throw their way!

A recent example of math conversation with Hydder. My bestfriend's son. He has a lot of potential, so it's important to keep him motivated.

Now that I have my own kids, I want them to see math as a friend, not a foe! It's okay if they don't want to be math whizzes, but I want them to really enjoy learning it. For that, I'll make sure we do little 10-minute practice sessions every day, and a longer hour on weekends to explore new stuff.

Weekend math time with Mom: one hour, non-negotiable. 😎

And when the time is right, I'll introduce them to a fundamental element of mathematics: timetables! As soon as they're comfy with adding and subtracting, we dive into those tables. Kids are memory champs, seriously! The earlier they learn, the easier it gets. Then, when they start school, I try to give them a little head start on topics, so they feel more confident in class. It makes learning so much more fun for them!

I keep it simple in teaching, though. Just good old pen and paper! We do math everywhere – while waiting for food at the restaurant, in the car, even in the kitchen! Math is everywhere, right? Like today, we had kebab for buka puasa, and I showed my girl how fractions work in real life! She was totally fascinated!

We celebrated International Pi Day (March 14th) by getting creative! We made our own 'pie' using kebab, and explored fractions in a delicious way

In short, it's all about making math relatable and fun! If we can show kids how cool numbers are, they'll be lifelong learners. And that's what it's all about, right?

Random Ramadan Ramblings

Hi,

Okay, so, FOURTEEN days into Ramadan, and I'm pretty sure time is messing with me over the past two weeks. It’s like it’s on fast-forward, and I’m just trying to keep up! I will usually be at my office before sunrise, juggling work like a ninja, but also mentally running through the to-do-list at home and remembering to ask the kids about their homework later.

Then, BAM! It’s 4:30 PM, and I’m racing home, battling traffic that seems personally offended by my existence. Once home, I transform into a kitchen hero, whipping up buka puasa meals like a contestant on a high-stakes cooking show. “Chop-chop, stir-fry, where did I hide the dates for buka?” kind of situation. Everything is expected to complete in less than an hour. Pure chaos I tell you. 😂 

And for some reason, I'm also trying to squeeze in a mini-marathon on the machine. Yes, while fasting. Because apparently, I’m only powered by sheer will and maybe a little bit of leftover caffeine from last two weeks. Aiming for a heart rate that says, “I’m still alive!” and a time that says, “I have kids to feed and school bags to check!” It’s a 10-20 minute cardio dance between “I need to breathe” and “Did I remember to put socks in their bags?”. Good enough to get the heart pumping. That's my goal.

Then, it’s a mad dash to set the table, prep drinks, and sneak in a quick shower. All while reminding the kids to get their stuff ready for the next day, because let's be real, that's never going to happen on its own. And then, you know, just the usual stuff around the house.

Fast forward, by the time I finally sit down, it’s 10:30 PM, or sometimes later, and that's the 'me time' I eagerly look forward to each day. One glorious hour of staring at the ceiling, wondering if I accidentally signed up for a reality show called “Extreme Time Management.” And then, rinse and repeat for five days. Honestly, weekends are a blessed pause button. A glorious, much-needed break from the daily chaos. 

Heavy sky. Just like my thoughts.

But even clouds move, right?

To everyone out there juggling work, fasting, and the beautiful, chaotic reality of motherhood, you’re not alone! We’re all in this crazy, sleep-deprived, food-making, time-bending adventure together. Stay strong, and may your coffee (or tea, or whatever keeps you sane) be strong too!

Beat the Raya Rush: File myTax, Get Your Money!

Hi,

Okay, listen up, because this is crucial! You know how we're always scrambling for cash right before Raya? Well, guess what? There's a clever way to get some extra ringgit, and it could land in our accounts just in time for all the kuih raya and shopping sprees! Yes, you heard that right! The government's basically throwing us a pre-Raya bonus, but only if we're smart about it. 😎

So, let's utilize this magical thing called myTax, and it's basically your personal Raya money-making machine. Think of it as a digital treasure hunt, except the treasure is, like, actual ringgit that you can use to buy that baju raya you've been eyeing. But mind you, let's not blow it all on things we'll forget by next month.

mytax.hasil.gov.my

Easy steps to get some sweet ringgit back!

1. Login/Register: Head to mytax.hasil.gov.my. It's your new favorite website. 😍
2. e-Filing Time! Fill it in, claim those reliefs! (Think of them as power-ups.)
3. Double-Check: Make sure everything's correct. (Don't want to miss out on a single ringgit!)
4. Submit! And watch the magic happen.
5. Track it! Like tracking a delivery of your favorite food, but better!

But, and this is a big but, let's be responsible adults for a second. Imagine, we get that refund, and instead of just splurging, we put a chunk of it into our emergency fund. You know, for those unexpected "oh no, my washing machine broke!" moments? Because, let's face it, Raya comes and goes, but life throws curveballs all year round. That extra cash could be a lifesaver when you least expect it. So, yes, treat yourself! Get that new baju, enjoy some kuih raya, but also, let’s be smart. Put a little aside for a rainy day.

And here’s the kicker: the sooner you do this, the faster you get your money! It's like lining up for the best Ramadan buffet—the earlier you're there, the shorter the queue! If you procrastinate, you'll be stuck at the back of the line, watching everyone else get their refunds while you're still waiting. You'll see your friends posting pictures of their Raya shopping hauls, funded by their speedy refunds, while you're still refreshing your myTax page, hoping for a miracle.

And during Ramadan and especially leading up to Raya, everyone is trying to get things done! So the system gets busier and busier. This is why the early bird gets the worm, or in this case, the early filer gets the refund! You don’t want to be the one panicking at the last minute, right? Don’t let that happen! Get your filing done, and get your money!

Seriously, imagine having extra cash for all the festive goodies and gifts! We could finally afford those fancy Raya cookies without breaking the bank. And it's all online, so you can do it in your pajamas, while you're munching on some kerepek. Honestly, it's the easiest way to get some extra cash before Raya without having to do any extra work. So, stop scrolling through Raya sales and go claim your cash! You'll thank me later. 😁

The Eldest Sister's Guide to Family Joy (and Chaos)

Hi,

This weekend, I'm cherishing quality time with my parents and younger sisters. Okay, I basically live in my own personal support system as my parents and my sisters are right there. Having them around, it's like having a built-in weekend fun committee! Seriously, if I'm ever staring at a blank calendar on a Saturday, BAM! They're already plotting something hilarious or delicious or both.

This is one of our many weekend projects. Missing one sister.

And being the eldest sister? Yeah, I'm basically the second mom. Or, as my sisters put it, 'Mom 2.0'. Honestly, when they went, 'You're just like Mom!' My response is always, 'Well yeah, I am!' It's the ultimate compliment. Plus, they've got this whole 'If Mom's not around, we'll just find you!' thing going on. Which, I mean, is a little dramatic, but also kinda sweet? Like, I'm the family's emotional backup hard drive. I dig it.

But, realistically, it's not all sunshine and rainbows. Someone's gotta be the responsible one, right? That's where I come in, the 'Education Fairy Godmother'. Okay, maybe not that dramatic, but I'm definitely the one who's always like, 'Homework? Done! Uni applications? Do it, now! New iPhone? Excuse you!' I'm always a bit firm with them, but they know I mean well. They respect that, so they go along with it.

My little sister showed up when I was 18. Then I became my mom's apprentice. Instead of letting her waste her semester break sleeping, I asked her to help me with work. You're welcome. 😎

I always tell them, pursue your dreams, find what makes you happy. But, let's not forget the grand quest, finishing those studies and building a fulfilling career. That's the 'Achievement Unlocked: Secure Future and Happy Parents' moment. And honestly, watching them thrive in their careers? That's my preferred form of long-term entertainment. Give me a well-adjusted life as an adult. That's the real drama I want to watch.

I've reached the point where, the moment I begin my 'helpful reminders', well, the ones that always start with 'You know, if you just...' – they immediately pre-empt me with a synchronized 'yeah, yeah, we know.' It's become their standard response, and they'll process it on their own timeline. And deep down, I know they will. They always do. It's just... their pace is more of a leisurely stroll than a sprint, and I've had to make peace with that. 😊

Basically, I'm just lucky. And I'm pretty sure my sisters are, too. We've got each other's backs, whether it's for a spontaneous road trip or a late-night snacking session. And honestly, knowing they'll all ace it and make our parents proud? That's the best reward ever. 

So, here's to family, to support systems, and to always having someone to finish your sentences (and your snacks)! 😑

Learning Without Limits

Hi,

Now I want to talk about turning your brain into a multi-tool, shall we? You know how we were gushing about transferring MOOC or Microcredential credits like magical learning tokens? Well, it's still cool, but like any good adventure, there are a few "level-up" rules we need to know.

Think of it this way: you can't just slap a sticker on your forehead and declare yourself a ninja master. Universities, need to make sure your skills are the real deal. So, they've got things like "course alignment" (making sure your learned skills match their courses), "credit value" (because not all brain-bytes are created equal), and, of course, their own university policies (because, well, rules are rules). It's like a slightly organized treasure hunt, but with brainpower as the prize!

Now, speaking of treasure hunts, guess who's been recruited to help map out this educational wonderland? Me! I'm currently working with the Centre for Development of Academic Excellence (CDAE) on their Flexi Lifelong Learning Scholar program. Basically, I'm one of the trainers, and I'm diving headfirst into the exciting world of developing MOOC Guidelines for Credit Transfer across multiple Malaysian Higher Education Institutions.

Yes, that's right! I'm helping to create the roadmap for this credit transfer adventure. Think of me as your friendly neighbourhood learning navigator. My mission? To help make sure your learning journey is smooth, fun, and totally legit. So, get ready to flex those brain muscles, because we're about to make learning across Malaysian universities easier than ordering your favourite food online! (Though, let's be honest, that's a pretty high bar.). Stay tuned for more updates, and let's make some learning magic happen!

Trainer bootcamp. First meeting.

Second meeting.

My team is responsible for developing inter-institutional credit transfer guidelines for MOOC.

Show and tell time. We need to evaluate each other's presentation.

Alright, picture this: As the trainers, we have been handed the keys to the MOOC kingdom, and our mission? To turn Malaysian universities into a credit-transferring, learning wonderland! We're not just writing guidelines; we're also designing the future of learning. So, here's the game plan: after crafting these magical guidelines, we're going to be training MOOC developers across the land! Think of us as the MOOC Sanseis, imparting the wisdom of credit transfer and engaging online learning.

Now, here's where it gets personal. I'm partly involved in MOOC development at the School of Mathematical Sciences, wrestling with equations and trying to make calculus look cool (a challenge, I admit!). So, this training gig is like a double win for me. Not only do I get to help shape the future of learning, but I also get to level up my own MOOC-making skills. It's like a self-improvement seminar disguised as a super-important mission!

Basically, I'm hoping to learn all the tricks of the trade to turn my math MOOCs from "meh" to "mind-blowing!" Who knows, maybe I'll even figure out how to make derivatives funny. (Okay, maybe that's pushing it.) But hey, with this training, we're going to make sure those MOOCs are not just credit-worthy, but also seriously engaging. Let's make learning so fun, people will forget they're actually learning!

Bye!

Raya Runway Ready (Or Not!)

Hi,

Okay, buckle up, because we almost complete our first week of Ramadan and guess what? The Raya fever is kicking in like a caffeinated kangaroo on a trampoline!🦘 (Or maybe that's just my panic setting in. 😅) For me tho, the pre-Raya rush always comes with one major question: WHAT. ARE. WE. WEARING?! 😱 Seriously, it's like my closet decided to throw a tantrum and declare a fashion emergency. My online shopping carts are overflowing with gorgeous baju kurung, kebaya, and modern Raya fits, but the sheer choice is enough to make my head spin... and maybe cry a little. 😭

The model makes everything look perfect, and now I'm completely overwhelmed by choices!

Okay, here's the tea. For years, my Raya wardrobe was basically sponsored by wedding season. From 2014 onwards, it was a glorious cycle of new baju kurung or new kebaya! Someone was always getting married, which meant I got to subtly (or not so subtly) hint at what I wanted to wear for Raya. It was a beautiful system. Until... dramatic pause this year. No weddings. Nada. Zilch. Which means… I actually have to shop for Raya clothes. 

The biggest question of all: are new clothes really a must-have, especially for the kids who grow out of everything in the blink of an eye? They're growing so fast, I swear their Raya clothes from last year are now doll-sized. I'm half expecting them to sprout another inch before Raya morning! While I want them to look adorable and feel special, my wallet is whispering, "Girl, be reasonable." 💸 

Next, let's dive into the colour chaos, shall we? While classic colours like white, pastel shades, and jewel tones are always popular, I'm seeing some really interesting trends this year. Think earthy tones, bold florals, and even some unexpected colour clashes that look surprisingly chic. I'm tempted to step outside my comfort zone, but I'm also worried about choosing something I'll regret later. 

Then there's the style dilemma. Baju kurung is the queen of Raya, but those kebaya designs and modern dresses are winking at me! Comfort is key (hello, open houses!), but I also want to look like I didn't roll out of bed and into a ketupat feast. Maybe a flowy kurung is the answer? Or a kebaya that feels like a hug? And what about the kids? They're growing faster than my to-do list, and every year it's a whole new wardrobe situation. Their Raya outfits should make them feel happy and excited, not stressed. Argh, decisions! Decisions! 

Okay whatever it is, ultimately, whether you're rocking a classic baju kurung, a daring kebaya, or something totally unique, remember that Raya is about the joy of celebration, the warmth of family, and the deliciousness of all the food. Don't let the fashion frenzy steal your sparkle! Choose outfits that make you feel confident, comfortable, and ready to make memories. And hey, if all else fails, just wear something that hides the inevitable food baby. 😉

So, let's ditch the stress, embrace the fun, and make this Raya our most stylish and joyful one yet! Happy shopping (and happy eating!) everyone! ✨

Ramadan Real Talk

Hi,

Happy First Day of Ramadan, everyone! 🎉 Okay, let's be real, I've been counting down to this. Anyone else secretly (or not so secretly) looking forward to the annual 'Ramadan Shred'? Yep, that's me! It's like hitting the reset button on that extra layer of... well, let's just call it 'winter storage.' 😉 You know the drill: Ramadan glow-up, then a slow and steady return to comfortable levels until next Ramadan. Hehe.

But honestly, jokes aside, Ramadan always gives me such a health boost. It's like my body gets a well-deserved break from constant snacking. And suddenly, I have so much extra time! No more lunch-time dilemmas, just pure, blissful productivity (or maybe just more time for short naps. Oops! 🤭). Plus, I genuinely feel so much better!

So, I've got meal prepping schedules, and a to-do list that's longer than a 'bazar Ramadan' queue. But honestly, even with all the planning, something always goes sideways. Anyone else a 'planning guru' in theory, but a 'winging it' champion in practice? Let's embrace our 'oops' moments and maybe learn from each other's (hilarious) mistakes! It's gonna be chaotic, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Arriving home late? No problem! Pre-cooked goodness waiting for me. Because 'hangry' me is not a vibe anyone wants. 😂

Alright, let's talk 'buka puasa' reality. During the week, my buka puasa meals are basically the 'greatest hits' of our regular dinner rotation. Think: rice, a main dish, some veggies and a sidekick like ayam goreng or telur dadar – you know, the trusty sidekicks that always deliver. Basically, your classic 'no frills, just fills' situation.

But, oh, the weekends! That's when things get interesting. We head back to my parents' house, and it's like 'Iftar: Level Up!' Suddenly, there are extra 'lauk' appearing out of nowhere, and someone's always made a pit stop at the 'bazar Ramadan' for those must-have treats. Let's be real, who can resist a good 'murtabak' or some colorful 'kuih'? 😉

My parents' kitchen will transform into a foodie heaven, and I'm just there, happily surrendering to the delicious chaos. Anyone else have a weekday vs. weekend 'iftar' situation going on? Or are you living that 'bazar Ramadan' life every day? (If so, I'm officially jealous!) 😂

So, that's all for now. Sending you the warmest Ramadan vibes! May your days be filled with smiles, your nights with peaceful prayers, and your hearts with happiness. Hope we will find some peaceful moments this Ramadan. Let's carry that calm with us, okay?

Till then, have a smooth and happy Ramadan! Bye!

Beyond the Numbers: A Visit to Remember

Hi,

So, what did I get up to on the last day of Feb 2025? Let me show you! It was definitely a day to remember.

Photos at the iconic and legendary stairs. Skipping this photo? Unthinkable. We're just doing our part to keep the tradition alive. 

Okay, so we had this visit from Kolej Matrikulasi Kedah to the School of Mathematical Sciences, and honestly? It was... interesting. A day with numbers, ice cream, and.. like throwing them a surprise party for numbers!

We started the session by unleashing Dr. Lee. He talked about all the amazing jobs you can get with math. He definitely tried his best to make the students envision a future without involving complex equation. He made it sound like being a math whiz was like having a secret superhero power, but instead of a cape, you get a calculator!😉

Then, we had Dr. Majid, our data expert. He showed them how numbers can tell stories, and some of the students were totally captivated. Look, data handling isn't everyone's cup of tea, but Dr. Majid tried his best to make it digestible. He did show some of the real life examples of how mathematics helps in his research. He also showed them how math applies to everything, from the seaweed on our shores and the lobsters in our nets, to the black pepper in our kitchens and even his latest venture with the prized durian musang king. It's all connected!

After that, we even brought in an alumni, which was cool. He talked about his journey, and it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. He was real about the challenges, the late nights, and the occasional "I have no idea what I'm doing" moments. Which, let's be honest, we've all had.

Sharing by Ismail Nurdin: Sabahan founder, MyTrade visionary.

And then, of course, we had some allegedly fun activities planned. We figured, 'Maybe if we gamify math, they'll forget they're doing math!' Turns out, they were still doing math, but at least they were doing it with a competitive edge. They were definitely showing off their math skills, and some were very competitive. It was like a mini math showdown.

Next, after the tour, here comes the part everyone was waiting for... ICE CREAM! We had a soft-serve machine going wild, and tons of yummy chocolates and cookies from Imtanomic. It was like a sugar-fuelled dance party, and everyone was invited! Oh, it was a free-for-all. Like, we basically told them, 'Go wild! Live your best ice cream life!' And they did. We might have created some ice cream monsters that day. It was a beautiful, sugary chaos.

By the end of the event, I gathered everyone to listen to their feedback and I also asked what their favourite part was? One student went all academic on me and said, "The real-life math applications." Okay, good answer, but not exactly the kind of answer you put in a party invitation.

Then, a sweet girl said, "The teachers are all nice, like you!" I blushed a little, but I told her, secretly, I'm a friendly dragon in disguise. And let's be honest, I can be a bit of a grump when I'm grading. Just kidding! (Mostly.) 😜

But then, a hero from the back yelled, "The seaweed ice cream was the best!" YES! That's the answer I was looking for! Finally, someone spoke my language! Turns out, the secret to a perfect math day is a giant pile of ice cream. Who knew? 😉

Huge shoutouts to Dr. Lee, Dr. Majid, our awesome alumni buddy, our amazing student helpers, and the fantastic Matriks Kedah students! You guys were the stars of the show! Some snippets of the person behind the visit:

The brains behind this operation: Ms. Oh! And my partner in...well, everything, AmirahR. We're the dynamic duo you didn't know you needed. 😆

Naturally, Maisarah and Wen Eng were there. They're my go-to support squad.

Behold! My student helpers. Or my Penangite power squad! Dressed in their official 'ready-to-help' black uniforms. Just a phone call away, and they're there.

Pure joy! These students are living their best ice cream life. And yes, that's definitely not their first (or second) cone. Who can blame them?

We squeezed every last drop of fun out of this visit! This was the final snapshot before they zoomed off. It was a good one!

All in all, I sincerely hope our visitors will have the most amazing time ever, and maybe learn a little math along the way. Remember, math is like a fun puzzle, and I hope you'll join us in solving it! Thanks for making our day so much fun! Until next time!

Silent City, Quiet Hope

Hi,

Look at all those lights. KL really does keep going, doesn't it? Like, non-stop. Funny, how it can be so loud down there, but up here… it's almost… quiet. Not silent, just… muted? Like watching a movie with the sound turned down a bit. 

You'd think all that energy would fill something, right? But it's weird, I still feel.. this space.. like, a little empty. Maybe that's just me. Or maybe everyone feels a little like this sometimes, even in the middle of all that buzz. Wonder if anyone else is on their balcony right now, thinking the same thing? Probably they are too, enjoying the view in silence.

Funny how 'silent' can still be full of tiny sounds, if you listen closely. Like a whisper of hope, maybe? I've been thinking… a lot. About everything. And I'm wishing, really wishing, for some good things to happen. Like, the kind of good that fills that quiet space inside. 

Maybe the silence is a chance to listen to myself, to figure out what I really want. And maybe, just maybe, good things are coming, and they're just taking their time.

And maybe, in all this quiet, the good things are already beginning. Not with a bang, but with a whisper. Just enough to remind me, that even in the vastness of the city, I'm not alone. That even in the quiet of my own heart, there's room for something beautiful to grow.

Surviving Road Trips (with Kids!)

Hi! 

Today I want share about something super important, but don't worry, I promise I won't get all preachy on you. Let's talk about car seats! Yeah, I know, the dreaded car seat conversation. But stick with me, okay? It's for the kiddos, and honestly, for your own sanity too. Because a happy, safe kid in the car means a happy, less stressed driver. And let's be real, we all need a little less stress in our lives, right?

So, here's the deal. I'm a working mom that travels long distance everyday, which means I spend a lot of time in the car with my tiny humans. And let me tell you, those little guys are escape artists. They're like little Bugs Bunny but with more whining. "But, I'm too big for this!" "But, it's just a quick trip!" Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all. But you know what? Car seats are non-negoti. They're like the superheroes of car safety. Think of them as tiny, adorable, but incredibly strong bodyguards for your kids.

I mean, seriously, have you ever seen those crash test videos? They're kind of terrifying, but they really drive home the point (pun intended!). Imagine what would happen to a little one bouncing around loose in the car. No thanks. I'd rather deal with a minor car seat meltdown than... well, you get the picture.

And here's the funny thing: sometimes, my kids actually like their car seats. Okay, maybe not at the beginning but they really like it now. It gives them a good view, and it keeps them contained. Which, let's be honest, is a huge plus for parents. No more little hands grabbing at the steering wheel or trying to climb into the front seat while you're driving! Plus, I've learned the tricks of the trade. I come prepared! Toys, books, snacks.. A whole lot of distractions to keep them (relatively) entertained.

Books? They're like magic for my kids! They've been our go-to travel entertainment since day one.

Spiderman even tags along sometimes – he's a great co-pilot (as long as he stays in his seat!).

Toys are a must-have in our car. They keep the awake one happy while the other one snoozes in their car seat.

They're kids, after all, so some bickering is practically guaranteed. "He's touching my stuff!" "She's looking at me!" The sibling rivalry is intense back there. But you know what? I don't even care. Let's be real, every parent has been there. Sometimes, the only response is 'Talk to the hand.' As long as they're strapped into those car seats, I can handle a little (or a lot) of backseat drama. It's a small price to pay for peace of mind.

So, here's my plea to all you parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, or anyone who drives with kids: buckle them up! Every time. No excuses. It's not just the law, it's common sense. It's the most important thing you can do to protect your precious little passengers. And hey, it might even save you from having to listen to "Baby Shark" for the millionth time. Just kidding… mostly. 😉

Now, go forth and be car seat champions! Your kids will thank you (eventually). And your sanity will definitely thank you.