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Category: Random Things

Eyka Photoshoot

Without me realizing it, I’ve turned my Instagram from ‘Gallery’ into.. perhaps ‘Book’ thanks to pages and pages of text now!If you followed @aishahk88 from last year, I started that account with posting up a lot of portraits.. And then, I’ve deleted them batch by batch until recently, there’s no more of them at all except few.

I’ve said it a lot but I’m not sure whether I’ve said it here before. But I guess maybe, I’m an adult with ADHD.

Symptom – easily get obsessed over something for a certain of time, and then.. completely and totally forget about it. Sounds so like me, right?But no worries. I’ve took up some test on the internet (google girl here, no surprise), and my result for ADHD is negative.

So, I’m good.

Whatever the reasons for my temporary obsession over things are, they do me good. I’ve learnt many things within this one year of ‘solitude’, probably more than I could have learnt my entire life.

Without further ado, this post is just for me to ‘keep’ some of my work since my Instagram has other ‘job’ now #sixwordstory #aishahkpoetry

Let’s start with Eyka photoshoot. She’s a freelance model, actress and DJ. Shot at KLCC park after my working hour, I can’t remember when #sorrynotsorry.




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Rumah Tok Nyang

We had kenduri tahlil at my late grandfather’s house last Saturday. My Atuk. If he’s still alive he would be A & H’s Tok Nyang.

I was reluctant to go at first, but Ummi managed to convince me.
Read: forced me saying please go, stop avoiding family and friends (especially that one aunt who continuously asking when are you going to get back with the ex) I am your mother, you will listen to whatever I told you – and she didn’t say a word after that.

So, I have no choice man.

Bitter, I went to iron the kids’ baju kurung and borrow a long black tunic with batik sarong from Maryam because I don’t really have that much of baju kurung myself.

And so, I draggged my kids there.

You know the feeling when you’re not excited for something but it turned out good, even GREAT that you thought you’d regret if you’re not going at the first place?

Going to Rumah Tok Nyang that day is one of those things.

The kids had fun playing with their cousins. I talked to many people and it made me feel good. The food was beyond great. The house left me feeling nostalgic. I grew up there. We lived together with Atuk for few years when I was in primary school before we moved to our own place about 800m away.

I missed those time. That house has changed a lot compare to 10 years ago. The kids went up and down the stairs like in a team-building camp.

However after a while, H became a bit clingy. I had hard time explaining to people why she’s still breastfeeding at the age of 33 months, and I intentionally used the words ‘months’ so that she sounds smaller.

I already introduced formula milk when she was about 20 months but she still wants it whenever she’s with me. Maybe breastfeeding is a wrong term to use here, it’s more of comfort nursing and to be honest, it’s really a mutual thing. I get enough oxytoxin whenever she’s around.

I still need to find a way to really wean her off though.

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Kids Zone, State Library

I better publish this before the weekend, before all the things to blog about snowballing on my dashboard.

Last Sunday I took the kids to the public library.

Perbadanan Perpustakaan Awam Negeri Sembilan (PPNS), the state library is situated in Seremban city center, just in front of the KM Plaza building. The main entrance is facing the shop rows of Bank Islam, a mamak stall and a Bata shop. Location-wise, I guess that’s well known among nogoghi people.

Had our lunch at that mamak before going to the library that day.

We didn’t explore the place so much, just went straight to the Kids Zone at the ground floor, easily accessed through the main entrance. We had been to National library before and compared to that, this place is 1/4 times smaller. It still has everything regardless. Books and magazines, activity and hypermedia corner as well as a female prayer room for mothers looking after their kids here.

Kids zone is for children of age 12 years old and below. Cute colourful tables and chairs, and shelves of lower height so it is easy for tiny people like H to reach. There were adult librarians around, assisting the kids with borrowing and returning books. They also help the kids to use the computers – hypermedia membership must be obtained first, fees of RM2.00. During the school holiday, some interesting activities are being conducted. Something like colouring competition, arts & craft and quizzes.

A was eager to pick books as soon as we arrived. Like always, his favourite would be dinosaurs books and encyclopedias. Some books he picked (that I can recall) are two dinosaurs books, and two encyclopedias, one on Hands (Science) and another entitled Tsunami.

While H had more fun playing hide and seek between the bookshelves. I got some weird stares from the librarian for that. But later, the librarian seemed to give up. There were not so many people in that area anyway, I guess.

H did pick up few books for me to read to her, just to steal the attention. Aha. I love when these two rebut me from each other, though to be honest it’d be a tough situation to handle. One of H’s choice of book was a young teenage novel with a picture of a girl wearing hijab on the front cover. She told me the girl was her. It was quite hard for me to explain the rest of the book because everything else was just words she couldn’t relate to.

We went through some magazines compilation before going back. Mutual favourite so it was a hell of 20 minutes harmony. Boboiboy magz. No surprise.

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