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Sunday, August 15, 2010
KoReAn Language(3rd lesson : family)
korean cute family
English Hangul Pronunciation
family 가족 gajok
relative by marriage, in-laws 사돈 sadon
husband's home/family 시집 sijip
parent's home/family of
a married woman 친정 chinjeong
parents 부모 bumo
cousin 사촌 sachon
brothers 형제 hyeongje
sisters 자매 jamae
relation 친척 chincheok
house of one's wife's parents 처가 cheoga
father 아버지 abeoji
mother 어머니 eomeoni
daddy 아빠 appa
mommy 엄마 eomma
grand mother 할머니 halmeoni
traditional dance
grand father 할아버지 harabeoji
boy's elder brother 형 hyeong
boy's elder sister 누나 nuna
girl's elder brother 오빠 oppa
girl's elder sister 언니 eonni
younger brother/sister 동생 dongsaeng
uncle 삼촌 samchon
maternal aunt 이모 imo
husband of one's maternal aunt 이모부 imobu
paternal aunt 고모 gomo
husband of one's paternal aunt 고모부 gomobu
aunt 숙모 sungmo
uncle 숙부 sukbu
korean palace
Family Outing Season 1
Friday, August 13, 2010
Finally....
sorry guys....ahhhhh......so sweet and refreshing...the air in this digital,robotic, mechanical world..after a long period of daunting classes on Saturday and Sunday,finally i'm able to scrutinized the blog that i have unattended for past few weeks.The hectic life in IIUM make me realize how tough it is living away from family at the far east of this lovely country of mine. even the fasting month has arrived signalling the calling of human to purify themselves and meet the one and only god(Allah S.W.T).Now,what i want to share is about kuantan bus terminal,situated close to the kuantan darul makmur stadium.
Yesterday my friends and i decided to go through the traffic jam in kuantan city in the search of our "raya" ticket. After fauwaz done with his issue pertaining to the 'ptptn' loan in muamalat bank...we ride the bike till we arrived at the bus station.
we parked our bikes and climb the staircase to reach the upper part of the station.The old blue building is a real nostalgic site reminding me of 1980's malaysia.arriving at the first level of the bus terminal....i myself was searching here and there for the express bus that will take me to my destination,tapah,perak. so my first target is the bus express under the company ##per ##ce...huh!!! (protecting the company identity) i asked him with my mother tongue,: "hmm,tiket untuk ke tapah ada tak pada 3/9 nie" which means:"hmm, sir is the ticket for the bus to tapah, perak available on this coming 3rd of september" the person behind the counter replied:"takde..takde" which means:"no...no(angrily)" and he then with his vinegar like sour face continue reading his me##o newspaper....ugh i said..luckily i'm fasting...i was so shocked with the bad service provided.Aren't this people implement even the slightest of societal politeness in their life...these type of people really make me wanna puke. For what reason are they being so arrogant..(maybe due to hungriness in ramadan)hahaha!!. then i myself again search for another counter and yet the same scene replayed..what a shame..finally i got my ticket which available on 4th of september at the counter of UTAMA express...RM40.80 quite expensive huh!!anyway i did not really care about the price as long as i can go back home for this raya...hihi..After we all bought our ticket we decided to go for a walk and buy our food for the iftar (breaking fast) that evening.
A few meters away from the terminal we arrive at kuantan bazar ramadan(or the bazaar of ramadan). This is one of the biggest bazaar in the whole city of kuantan for this ramadan..luckily the food sellers were very nice except that the food is too expensive...murtabak is like rm5.00 per piece..
i may have to think thrice before buying it hahahaa..after all the sight seeing and buying the foodstuff for the iftar, we drove off home back to our mahallah(hostel) at 6 pm...ok i think that's all for now bye
Yesterday my friends and i decided to go through the traffic jam in kuantan city in the search of our "raya" ticket. After fauwaz done with his issue pertaining to the 'ptptn' loan in muamalat bank...we ride the bike till we arrived at the bus station.
we parked our bikes and climb the staircase to reach the upper part of the station.The old blue building is a real nostalgic site reminding me of 1980's malaysia.arriving at the first level of the bus terminal....i myself was searching here and there for the express bus that will take me to my destination,tapah,perak. so my first target is the bus express under the company ##per ##ce...huh!!! (protecting the company identity) i asked him with my mother tongue,: "hmm,tiket untuk ke tapah ada tak pada 3/9 nie" which means:"hmm, sir is the ticket for the bus to tapah, perak available on this coming 3rd of september" the person behind the counter replied:"takde..takde" which means:"no...no(angrily)" and he then with his vinegar like sour face continue reading his me##o newspaper....ugh i said..luckily i'm fasting...i was so shocked with the bad service provided.Aren't this people implement even the slightest of societal politeness in their life...these type of people really make me wanna puke. For what reason are they being so arrogant..(maybe due to hungriness in ramadan)hahaha!!. then i myself again search for another counter and yet the same scene replayed..what a shame..finally i got my ticket which available on 4th of september at the counter of UTAMA express...RM40.80 quite expensive huh!!anyway i did not really care about the price as long as i can go back home for this raya...hihi..After we all bought our ticket we decided to go for a walk and buy our food for the iftar (breaking fast) that evening.
A few meters away from the terminal we arrive at kuantan bazar ramadan(or the bazaar of ramadan). This is one of the biggest bazaar in the whole city of kuantan for this ramadan..luckily the food sellers were very nice except that the food is too expensive...murtabak is like rm5.00 per piece..
i may have to think thrice before buying it hahahaa..after all the sight seeing and buying the foodstuff for the iftar, we drove off home back to our mahallah(hostel) at 6 pm...ok i think that's all for now bye
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