Looking up

We were scrounging the store room under the stairs last night. I found abah's stuff very interesting. We found abah's paperwork on his presentation on using the asbestos cement pipe in Sijangkang like 10 years ago. The slides are still in good conditons. Also there are stacks of his books while he was studying. I believe those were his textbooks. Lots and lots of water supply resources. I got to know his writing when he was younger than I am. hehe.

And on that night also I learned that besides his engineering degree, he also has 2 diplomas from UKM! One in Pengajian Islam and the other in Pengajian Al-Quran. I knew he was studying but I did not know he was working his way on diplomas. He was taking Bahasa Arab (UIA) when he was taken away from his family. He would've succeeded had he finished it but alas. Never mind that. When there's a will, there's a way. From someone who didn't understand arabic at all, now he can translate Quran literally word by word - harfiah la. Wow. He beat me! I think he's a qualified khatib - he attended a course on it. Hmm... not sure, will ask mak.

The point is, he has achieved so many. I'm so jealous. Studying part time pon, he worked hard to get what he wanted. I think my parents have showed me how to live my life lah. Belajar selagi boleh. Be an educated person. After all, sahabat nabi sume educated. Cuma education jer berlainan. Diorang sume pandai hal ehwal agama. Tapi later after zaman sahabat nabi, banyak muslim scholars yang juga wali at the same time.

I'm so in awe. How do I accomplish more than what he has, if not the same? Kecik nyer rasa diri ni.

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Went to Penang to send Otel back to his place during the weekend. Everytime we're there BJ is a must place to go. Clear DVD's for RM5 (last time it was VCD). PC games - I believe we already have almost all of them. So just imagine the time when I was there studying a few years back. I was like in heaven. I knew every movie there was. My brothers asked me to buy this game and that. I was a gamer to but gradually lost interest due to other commitments at hand.

When I got back home, I was dumbfounded and entertainmently exhausted. Cinemas only cured a tiny weeny part of it. The thing is I watch movies over and over and over again. So if I want to watch it again I had to go to buy tickets which is not cheap if Ammar + Otel tag along. It's kinda a package thing - you do this and you'll do that also. You know there'll always be lunch or dinner and places like that don't have kedai mamak. Which usually left me with KFC, McD, Nando's, Kenny Roger's and the like... And my brothers, oh they're quite a high maintainance. They'll pick places like Nando's, Starbucks, etc. Good food always come with a good price you know what I mean lah. But being my brothers have the advantages so there. Hey I'm not complaining since I know how much they're gonna pay me back when they start working...eheheheh...

Back to the movies, yeah it was always fun going to BJ. Not to mention the baju there. I got myself 4 lovely lovely tops for work for RM80. 11 DVD's for RM50! And some bucks for 4 PC games. Talk about splash it all out baby. And on the way there we stopped by at Parit Buntar and I got really expensive looking baju kurung for RM35.... muahahaha...soronok aku wehhhh.... People here are so not gonna believe so why not just humor them. Hmmm... what should be the price tag? Usually baju kurung of that kind - RM150... *evil laugh*.... ok ok... The point of the whole story here is you can find anything you want if you know where to look. This applies to everything in life.

I got a meeting going on in half an hour. So, it's good to back in KL.

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yeyeh esok UAT!!! Leh balik cepat dah pasni. End user kata good system so aku sungguh la LEGA. Senyum tak ke sudah. Ada tawaran KFC tertunggak yang perlu dilangsaikan. Esok leh lah. Oh yeah for those who don't know yet, I can eat KFC every other day - 2 piece H&S with coleslaw + orange juice. Yeap believe me.

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I've finished The Da Vince Code. What a magnificent book! I know it got very wide and rave reviews since published and became an instant favorites among ulat buku worldwide, but I never did put an effort to read it because I knew it's not in my type of books. But everytime when Ammar & I went to bookstore I always persuaded him with the talks of "Ammar, belila buku ni. Kang dah baca, citer kat kaklong ekkk", "Ammar tau tak buku ni glamer. Sume orang nak baca", "Buku ni inspire National Geographic buat documentary tau tak. Buku yang penah sampai tahap tu, setau kaklong, LOTR + Harry Potter jer. Phenomenon!", "Belila beli laaaaa....", etc along that line, most of the time in front of mak. Hint hint la tu malas kuar duit nyer pasal...eheheheh....

Until one day, mak bought him the book. Terperanjat gak because Ammar gave me his review based on the back cover "Ala ni citer penyiasatan lah" - he reads fantasies. LOTR, David Eddings', you get the picture. When he started reading it, I asked how was it? It turned out that he likes it - especially the way the author put the words together. It's thick but mind you he's a fast reader.

So bermula la pertanyaan2 ku buku tu citer hape. Tapi slalu dia tak bagi jawapan yang memuaskan so terpaksa la decide baca buku tu, dengan berat hatinyer... After reading a few pages, I couldn't put down the book... terkena kat diri sendiri plak....kehkeh... tu lerr..buku best tanak baca. Engaging lah citer dia. Pastu plak "All desriptions of artwork, architecture, documents and secret rituals in this novel are accurate".

Kesimpulannyer buku tu memang best!

hmmm.... whatever happens to my hiatus state?? Am I indecisive or simply addicted to blogging??

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I feel like talking about a person today. She sat next to me in high school. She's the one who helped to make me lose my temper easily back then. Things I remember about her:

1. She's afraid of lightnings/thunders.
2. We were the only two students who didn't go back home once. We stayed in the aspuri for 2 days and played ping pong. She won everytime.
3. She's crazy.
4. She's always got on my nerve at school. But I don't know why I always gave in.
5. She's manja.
6. She told me a story, in musolla when we were supposed to listen to tazkirah given, about somebody who enjoys tarik telekung orang until it's senget while praying. She laughed at the idea while I was furious. Tak baiklah kacau orang semayang! (how did I end up being so boring?)
7. In KMT class, dia amik gergaji letrik tuh, pastu terus potong kayu. Kayu tu jadi sengat la kan sebab tak ukur dulu. Rosak abis, Cikgu Zul punyalah marah. Si Basheer siap ngumpat lagik.
8. Dia ni memang kena marah selalu ngan Cikgu Zul. Kesian gak tgk tapi dia buat tak kisah jek.
9. She loves cute anything - babies, people, etc.
10. She has a great smile.
11. She's graceful. I hope the guys wont have such a hard time believing it coz it's true.

Ada banyak lagi, although vaguely, in my head but then I'm at work. So I taip mana yang teringat. Anyway, she and I had a history together however brief it was. I think some of my friends have already figured out who's the person by now. After PMR she moved to Kedah.

Things I've realized about her later on:
1. She's fun and playful.
2. She cares for people.
3. She's beautiful.
4. She takes things easy.
5. She's actually always calm and composed (I think so, because she seems so).
6. She's probably the only one I'd ever know to be that crazy and unique.

Then we had a trip to PD and that was the first time in a million years since we've last met. She was sitting with a group of people whom I was sure were not from the alumni. I took a glance and looked away. She was smiling. She looked so familiar but she seemed like she was with the group sitting there, so no way we should've known each other. I looked again and looked away again. I was with a few friends and we were talking and asking around where the heck was everybody else. Suddenly she stood up and walked towards us. And at that instance her name struck in my brain like never before lah. Seriously I knew she worked in the UK, camana leh ada kat mesia lak nih???? Could it be?

And of all the words I should've said, "Hey.... I know your face" came out of my mouth! Badi LOTR tak abis lagi time tuh. A sudden warmth came over me. She hasn't changed physically at all, except for of course the beauty and grace of a lady, clearly visible lah. I was speechless. I mean I had a lot to say, a lot to ask but couldn't say it. And the rest of the PD trip was good. She spent lots of time with Aslam and Noe. I only looked from afar. How a girl has grown so much. I was so glad that she came to PD that weekend. She left early, Noe sent her off. I was still in bed that morning.

A month ago, suddenly I got a news about her from someone else. And that sudden warmth (like the one in PD) got to me again. It didn't matter from whom I got the news since I understood her situation. I recalled all the things that we had shared during high school. And the time in PD, however brief. Wow. Nothing in the world could explain how happy I was for her. So despite that it was supposed to be a quiet ceremony, and I wasn't supposed to know, I left her a message anyway. There was nothing I could say much online. Only deepest and sincerest congrats, and that I understood her situation.

Then I received an invitation! I knew that she had been calculative and careful on who to invite looking at the seat allocations. I felt so honored since it was only for close family and friends.

She looked beautiful last night. It being one of her happiest moment in her life, I can't blame her. Sparks were flying everywhere. She looked so shy though.... biasalah pengantin melayu. The food was superb. I hope she doesn't mind I'm writing about it here. Your pics are going to be uploaded soon in the group anyway... hehe....

So I am here writing to say thank you for the opportunity to be part of your big night. To Samira and Nasir Hadrien Dumont, I wish you well for the future, and hope you enjoy a long and happy marriage.

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Ok now despite my hiatus status, I feel like making an entry today.

I was on leave on Thu and Fri. Was busy mengemas rumah @ Sijangkang + Shah Alam. I got the back room (yes!!!) but it's always warm aka hangat in there (nooooo!!!!) so I pujuk mak to install one air-cond in which she already said yes (yesss! yess!!) but we still don't know when they're going to do it (oh no).

Moving is like going to war only that it's not fatal. Sooo many furnitures and kotak. Oh yes and pasu-pasu bunga mak. Some of there had to be sent to some store in I don't know where because the new house is like 1/3 big off current one. Rumah besar pon nak buat ape ye tak? Nanti susah nak ngemas.

Besides unbelievably tired body, I've suffered 3 cuts in 2 days. Isk! The last time I really went all out like this was when I was living in campus (I had to walk to go everywhere) and when moving in and out of hostel, every semester, 3 years in a row but no cuts. I was such a healthy girl. Now that most of my time spent driving or sitting in front of pc there's hardly any exercise involved. So it's good that we're moving. I feel like all my tendons and muscles are getting a long due treatment.

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I'm gonna go on a hiatus! I'm gonna be very buzy again. Not to mention the moving out from Shah Alam. I wont have any interesting story to tell for a while (I'm living a hectic & dull life at the moment). But if anything worth telling happens or I see some sparks flying, I'll stop by. Peace out.

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Went to Anugerah Carta Nasyid IKIM 2005 last Saturday. Well it was a short notice invite. I got a VIP one..hahah... I was working on that day. I went to Damansara Perdana afterwards making my way through 1mil duplet condos... Syoknyer... Kalu dapat beli umah sendiri sekecik mana pon dah bertuah dah. 1mil worth of real estate? Errr... I'm not saying I can't possibly get it but I know where I stand now (can't possibly earn that much money soon enough) unless I married a very very very rich man. Muaahahahahaha like that's gonna happen.

Anyway, 1mil story aside. I went to SACC Mall after that. So it happened my friend was there and I got invited. And Rabbani was one performing so being a true fan I couldn't resist. I was in my casual work attire (translation: flare jeans + sleeveless doll top + goggle jacket). I knew it didn't suit the function I was going to. But it was too late to go back home and change. I was hoping I could bring my family along but I got only 1 pass. So I begged my friend (subtly) if I could get more passes. It was hopeless considering that it was one of those very last minute passes they held so dear, reserving it for special guests. Euurgghh... well fine. I was told to wait for a while by my friend. And I was enjoying watching Rabbani rehearsed.... when suddenly 4 extra passes flashes before my eyes. *gasp* Although I was hoping for it but my expectations were low. So I quickly rang my mother jitterly. Oh I was so touched somebody would go all the way to get those for me so that I could come. Very thoughtful don't you think?

When the guests were all pouring in, they were properly dressed - very the muslimah and alim like. Felt like out of place but hey I couldn't care less. But deep inside I was giggling the whole time, trying to act like nothing was out of ordinary lah kann... Rilek beb rilekkkk...kui kui... What actually running through those minds?

So I waited for Otel at the entrance. Ammar and mak takmoh datang... (rugi ler)... After so much pain in the ass giving the direction of where I was waiting for him then he arrived. He only wore a simple slack and a torn tee... talk about adding more self-concious in the clan. He didn't realize it when he was putting it on earlier. Taklah banyak, only the seam of the shirt on his right shoulder were a little torn open. Still it was visible. I showed him the passes and we were escorted to the VIP entrance. People there were so dressed up for the occasion but here we were lenggang lenggok with you know what attire and selamba faces on display, making through our way to the VIP registration booth. Otel was so shocked he didn't know we were VIPs.... eheheheheh.... I didn't do it on purpose, I just forgot to tell him. Yes seriously I did, but it was a funny moment. He was so restless and kept whispering "eh VIP ke. nape tak cakap awal2??!!! malulah!", "eiiish dah la pakai baju camni jer", "diorng senyum je tgk kita" (when being ushered to the VIP seats), "malulah nak jalan. usher tu pon pakai sket nyer smart" and the like. You get the picture. I couldn't help giggling. It was funny.

That's the moment that stood out for the night. Other than Rabbani performing that is. Eh, I've never heard of Mirwana's songs before and it won the first prize (erk!). I was sooooo heran when the audience was begitu teruja dengan kumpulan nasyid ini. Hmmm... insaf sekejap. Tu lah asik dengar Rabbani je. Punyela excited diorg... clapping sket nyer kuat, siap cat calls lagi tuh! For me the best performance would be the one from the guest performers: Brothers & Nowseeheart. They were singing medley of nasyid dulu2 sampai skang. Best ah dengar lagu dulu2. Lagi best kalau dia main muzik live. All those paluan2 percussions etc. *ngelamun*

All in all it was a great night. Orang heran why I like Rabbani so much. Actually I like the way they interact with the audience on stage. And they got great voices and harmony! Rabbani and Hijjaz were in a group once. Raihan in other. Maahad Hamidiah had a group, SMKAKL had one. UPM had one. I've been a fan since I was a kid. I grew up with nasyid so I know when a lagu lama plays on some new group's record. Diberi nafas baru and all that, still nothing can beat the originals.

Oh I'm applying leaves on this Thurs and Fri. I don't care if they froze all leaves and throw it away to die alone. I'm not gonna part with them anytime soon. Aku disuruh pindah so aku nak cuti! Bwahahahaha

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Gmail now has RSS feeds. That's so awesome! Gotta love that Gmail.

Anyway I'm blogging from office, as usual. I'm going to Damansara Utama and SACC Mall afterwards. And my head is not getting any better. It's been a week. Kurang sihat lah. We're going to move to Sijangkang (oh man I can't even imagine what my life would be like)....

Anyway, Renee Olstead - what a voice!

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This has to be one of the biggest jokes in computer history! Not that I
am saying that it is wrong, but it is a bit of a laugh!!

Please follow the simple instructions:
1. Go to www.google.com
2. Type in "Failure", without the quotes
3. Instead of hitting "Search", hit "I'm feeling Lucky"
4. See what comes up!

Go tell your friends before the Google people get it fixed

hmmm....*feeling clever*

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for people who loves money

...keh keh keh.....
moral of the story: don't ever hope for money to fall right onto your laps people

uh-oh!

moral of the story:

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Tagboard yang mengong!!!!!

It's supposed to be easy but since you're making it hard for me. Fine. I'll do it the hard way. Sheesh!

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Went to Johor last Saturday for Hedayah's wedding reception. Oh it was a very tiring journey. But it was worth it, looking at Hedayah that day. She probably didn't expect the whole office staff to turn up there. It was pretty hulu lah, kawasan felda la katakan. She looked radiant. Too bad my cam has been stolen.

Last Friday I was browsing through MPH @ MidValley. I was trying to find a book to read but I found myself walking out empty handed. While in the store, I couldn't take my eyes off of the book that I have already read and passed on on Bookcrossing. Everytime someone made a journal entry it made me want to read that book again. I might buy that book again for a permanent keep, which I don't usually do. I don't mind parting with books that I love but this one is different. It had made me to look for another books by the same author, which also I don't usually do (have read it and passed it on). She's a new voice in literature so she only have a couple of books on the shelves... so I couldn't get enough of her work.

Books have a way to affect you. Well this one do me very deeply. It was written only in 3 months. Oh My God I can't believe I'm saying this - I'm going to buy that book again, ASAP.

keje dah nak siap... woohoo!!!

Water Quality Management System. After 2 full months of torture and tormenting myself, it's finally ready. All those late nights and skipping lunch, it's going to be out soon. The engine is already there, only needs some tweaking here and there. Oh it's soooo good to breath a free air at last. Phew! Geram siot asik balik lambat, weekend pon kena datang keje. Takde life langsung. That other day, just for the sake of Harry Potter, mengulat gak aku gi tgk morning show. Had to curi the time (what kind of life is that, had to curi the time to enjoy yourself). I went to office in the afternoon, got back around 7. And that was on Sunday. So you know how a typical week looks like to me. I have been working 7 days a week. Clearly my work takes a huge space in my life. I think it's fine though since I don't have commitments. Hmm.... good good.

But I also think I need to make some room for my friends lah. I treasure all of them but it now looks like I don't really do. I don't mind adding new ones, I welcome them open-heartedly. Come come don't be shy... I won't bite.

Hmmm... my friends. I care for these people but I stopped showing it ever since I started working. And being in my line of work, with time so scarce and datelines staring right at you breathing down your neck.... isk! I turned down invites and soirees and jom-lepak calls! What was I thinking??

We're going to present the WQ Unit the prototype and as soon as they agree on it, it'll be in the production. The system still has a number of modules left (I only completed the first crucial 2 to get it started), so late nights will happen again soon enough. Aiyak! The air is not so free lah nampaknya. Well at least I get to break free even if it only for a week. Boleh cuti-cuti malaysia. And cuci-cuci mata.

I foresee lots and lots of maintenance and technical support coming my way. Aiyak! Aiyak! Aiyak!

Still, I love my job. It's hard to leave it if I pursue a master's. No matter how hard I complaint this and that, I love working hard. Cynical as it sounds, I love staying up late working. My mom thinks I'm crazy and this type of person couldn't possibly exist. I'd like to think I'm committed...hehe...

Hmmm.... maybe I should not take sides. When mothers say something, they say it with their child's betterment in mind. Still I'd like to think I'm committed. So don't take sides, take a little from both sides with a pinch of salt.

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Si Nisah ajak main futsal la plakk... dahla tak reti main. Kalau takat sepak menyepak tu leh la. Senang je tu... ahaha

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Dear diary,
I haven't been completely honest with you. Even how much I have been trying to tell myself that I'm over Bad or convince you that I am, the truth is I'm not. Can you forgive me? Something has happened, and it made me really think about it real hard. I have been pushing people away and use him as an excuse when he's no longer there. Well, is he? It's been almost a year and I've been holding on. Do I still stand a chance? Will we ever be together again? I had to know.

You see, what I feel for him is true and strong. I understand that 2 years is not much compared to 7 or 10 years like some people have. But I do understand too that time is not what counts when it comes to measuring how deep your love is to someone. I have made a promise last time and I believe I've told you about it, that I won't mess it up next time I'm in a relationship. I'm going to throw in everything. I'm going to build my world around him. I'm going to get crazy about it. If it has to be someone, I want it to be Bad. I wanted him to know that and I wasn't sure what would he say.

Something has happened, so I mustered all my strength to press that dial button last night.

Dear diary,
I explained everything to him. I made it clear that I didn't want sympathy. I offered him everything (well not everything, you know what I mean diary). I was willing to wait, should he say yes to us. I would tolerate everything, I would give him the world. I would make him happy, I would be the one behind him to cheer him on towards his success, I would be the one to catch him when he falls. I would be the stars around him when he smiles, I would be his tears when he crumbles and cries. I would live on every breath he takes and I would cherish every moment. All these and more, should he say yes. I would work everything out, should he say yes. I presented all that I am to him, but diary,... he turned me down.

My dear diary,
What's a girl got to do? Willing to give everything only not to be accepted. It felt like piercing blunt stabs right at my heart. Although I was prepared for this, I wasn't expecting it to be so painful. But now I know my life as I know it is not going to be the same anymore. Looks like I'm not going to build my world around Bad after all. To be honest, I don't blame him. I can't force him to say things he doesn't want to say. That's not what you do to someone you love, right diary?

My trusted diary,
I would love to be happy and whole again. He will always have a place in my heart. I believe a day will come when I can look back on it and smile. It's rather weird what I'm feeling, I'm happy that he leads a happy life now while I'm still at lost without him in mine. What do you think of this diary? Do you think this is enough? Or should I have done more?

Dear diary,
My heart is broken and his decision has destroyed me to pieces. That man doesn't know how much he means to me. Yet I am going to accept this as a sign that I'm stronger than I ever thought I would ever be. I have been through a year, why can't I do another?

Dear diary,
I'm tired. I'm going to retire now. I'm going to close you and start a new one. Who knows what's in store for me in the future? You have been great and for that I say thank you. Goodbye, dearest diary.

Love,
Nuhaa

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I think I've lost my digicam. Hmm... curious curious. I've never lost a valuable thing before. In my own house it dissappeared. I have a couple of suspects but who would've thought they would be? Isk tak baik plak buruk sangka. Tapi sape lagi yang penah masuk umah tuh???

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We started as friends
But something happened inside me
Now I'm reading into everything
There's no sign you hear the lightning, baby
You don't ever notice me turning on my charm
Or wonder why I'm always where you are

I've made it obvious
Done everything but sing it
I've crushed on you so long, but on and on you get me wrong
I'm not so good with words
And since you never notice
The way that we belong
I'll say it in a love song

I've heard you talk about
How you want someone just like me
But every time I ask you out
We never move pass friendly
And you don't ever notice how I stare when we're alone
Or wonder why I keep you on the phone

You are my very first thought in the morning
And my last at nightfall
You are the love that came without warning
I need you, I want you to know

I've made it obvious
So finally I'll sing it
I'm not so good with words
And since you never notice
The way that we belong
I'll say it in a love song

And sing it until the day you're holding me
I've wanted you so long but on and on you get me wrong
I more than adore you but since you never seem to see
Since you never seem to see, so I'll say it in this love song

Alamak inai kat tangan dah abis! Weekend ni kena giling la plakkkk....

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Impossible as it may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
'Cause who's to know
Which one you've let go
Would've made you complete

I'm going after my dream. I'm working on it.

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Baru abis tapis resume2 org utk ICT, untuk development unit je lah.... melambak2 tak hengat. Punyelah susah nak pilih. Tapi resume cousin yang dia antar ari tuh dah letak 1st priority, interview konfem. Jawatan dia tak byk yang qualify, so cerah sket peluang tuh harapnyer.

Pehtu ade post manager plak. Sonot plak pilih boss sendirik.

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Kak Izan perasan aku nangis ari tuh! arrkkkk!!! Habis satu depatmen tau le plakkk... isk... Cam malu jer rasa, nyusahkan orang. Ari tu sejam lebih dia luangkan masa utk aku. Dalam hati dah risau pasal deadline tapi dia cool jek. Dia risau tgk kalau aku tak perform. Dia kata nanti senang nak propose staf dia utk naik pangkat ke, naik gaji ke, sebab performance konsisten & improving. Kak Izan siap nak ikut skali kalu jumpa GM HR, tanya keadaan sebenar pasal abah. Kalu bleh ajak Liza skali sebab dia jaga sistem gaji. Pehtu dia ex-JBAS, cam abah. Sebenarnya mmg nak jumpa GM tu pon tapi kena tunggu redakan perasaan sket, calm down a little bit more. I don't want to turn up crying. Takde masalah jumpa dia sensorang, lagipon ni masalah family.

Bukan nak membesar2kan sesiapa, but Kak Izan memang bos yang best. Amik berat pasal staf dia, pasal keje & life. Dia pon sedar life & keje saling berkait. Terharu lah dpt bos gini. Mintak2 la dia leh naik jadik manager. Memang bagus kalau dia lead unit skang ni, dah ada experience. Depatmen ni mmg best! Cuma sib tak baik btol bekerja skali ngan HR depatmen yang hampeh kat atas tuh.

Arrgghhh!!! Keje keje keje...

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Abah is one of the prominent figure in water industry in Selangor. Well probably he already was now, now that profits come first before manners and budi bicara. As someone who has contributed so much to the industry, please at least treat him with respect. Siapa yang tolong solve krisis air kat Selangor dulu? He got a medal for that, itu pon sebab org paksa dia terima. Then he got another medal for his contribution to the state. Abah was one of the people yang bentang paper kat Majlis Jurutera-jurutera Malaysia (or something of that nature, but all jurutera from all over the country attended that seminar), resulting in the termination of the paip asbestos yang digunakan sebelum tu. Abah did a research on that and proved paip jenis tu memang bahaya. Now tell me how many malay jurutera had done that?

Tu kampung2 kat Banting nun, dulu sumber air diorang kat perigi. Daripada takde air sampai ader paip salur terus kat rumah. Who was responsible for that?

He was the first malay engineer to be posted in Klang/Shah Alam, responsible for the whole area, dealing with all the samseng yang jenis tak reti bahasa. Tell me if you can handle 20 or more people, trampling into your office bypassing all procedures, just to throw tantrum and needed someone to throw it at to. All your staff could only watch from afar. Ye lah, samseng siap ngan parang. And that happened not once, but a few times. And abah handled it so well, settle abis problem down to the root.

He was offered a post as Timbalan Pengarah kat Perak but then Dato' Che Mat tak kasik abah kuar dari Selangor. Punyelah sayang and valuable abah to the state. Then he was offered again for the same post kat Pahang. Abah refused, nak berkhidmat kat Selangor.

And now SYABAS, this is how you treat him? You have a valuable asset at your disposal. Of course now he is not that valuable anymore to you isn't it? You want to terminate his service, fine. Do it with respect and dignity. You don't know my father, do not even for a second pretend you do. Shit man, you're distroying a man's reputation when he has not done anything wrong.

I was so shocked, one of my colleague here knew it all along. Just a couple of cubicle away. She didn't even has the guts and decency to tell me on what was going on. I don't blame her, she was probably in dilemma herself. On the other hand I AM FURIOUS with the HR department. What's wrong with sending a notification??

I cried my eyes out for over an hour in surau. Macam tu skali diorang treat abah. If it wasn't for work, I'd still be there. I have deadlines coming in 10 days.

Shit. To hell with work!

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I forgot what I had been doing before the raya break!!

One week off really kills one's imagination.....

I'm still blogging from Penang!

So I heard the traffic was very bad today since everyone's going back home after a week of raya (as I expected). I'm not going back to work, not now, not until Tuesday. I believe the journey will be smooth tomorrow as we head back home.

An honest and sincere apology

On my way back from Bukak Pose SMKAKS 2005 (last Saturday), an alien had expressed its interest on examining my car. They had just landed on a piece of helicopter pad not too far from my home. So I had to stop before they turned any meaner. They had some slime going on under their nose so that freaked me out. Well, I was already too spent, had already too many activities going on for that day. I had hoped to get back home early, settle some things, start reading new book, go to bed with a piece of mind, etc... but things happenedso there went my brilliant plan...

So I got held up and was a little pissed off. Reached home a little late than expected. The frog by the pool kept asking me to find his princess! Aiyak! Being a nice person that I was, I complied. Not after they turned to the alien for another near impossible task, I was released to get back to my car. But just when I put the key into the ignition....

The frog: Oih sini jap
Me: *blurred face* .... *sick and tired but walked towards them anyway*
The frog princess: Sorila... mintak tolong sket eh. Tolong anta umah boleh?
Me: Eh naik ufo lagi laju lah. Malas ah

The ufo suddenly flew away. Me feeling very unorganized and lost what was the alien real intention admiring my car.
Me: Oy!! *screaming towards its direction with the tensenest feeling ever* Aku tensen!

After a few weird moment with lots of kicking pebbles and whining (mostly done by me)....
Me: Mehla. Jangan kasik kete aku melekit sudah
The happy frog couple: *muka sememeh* ...
Me: Jomlah! Aku nak balik cepat! *sick and tired even more*
The frog finally managed to say again: *cough cough* .... *muka sememeh lagi*

After a few bumpy roads and misleading sigboards... (Directions from the frogs didn't help either since they didn't even know what a map is)
The frog princess: OOooohhh what's this? *holding my digital camera*
Me: Put that damn thing down!
The frog princess: Hey alright.. alright... No harm done
The frog: What's wrong with you lah? *obviosly addressing me*
Me: *drives on*

Finally we arrived at their place (ehem... his place. I didn't care where the frog princess lived. I'd turned off my being nice mode since the ufo flew... hah!)

I got back home, checking my camera and guess what. It's melekit all over.

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Lost aren't you??

Well so was I. It's a lame blog entry I know. It's a risk you took visiting my blog so deal with it.... eheheheh.... I'm blogging for the first time ever from Penang. My grandma's has broadband installed can you believe it.

Actually what I'm trying to say is sori lah kengkawan. Gamba-gambar & interprem-interprem malam tuh ilang ler... Mencik! Arrghh!!! Alah, takpelah ekk. Buleh soh Natrah aplot dianyer gambar.

Sorry again you had to go through all that rubbish before getting the point.... ahahaha.... you lovely lovely people has definitely my dull day here. Mmmmuuaaaahhhhh!!!

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Shah Alam flash flood

I was one of the traffic jam victim. Oh where do I begin??

On second thought, it's pointless to start my day like this. But I'd like to point out one thing though. It took me 4 hours for a 1/2 hour journey because that damn flood. And the police was nowhere to be seen... Oh yes there was one. Except that he didn't do anything to help the scene and was just there looking on, on his bike, proving that he'd be less than useless too should he had felt like helping, which was not likely to happen anyway. Only after 3 hours of numb butt did the traffic eased a little bit - it moved, yay - because the police had *finally* decided to come to the rescue of the helpless citizens of malaysia.

For those who know the area, it was a complete halt along the road where the CSR factory is located, both ways, up until the JVC roundabout (ah this is a familiar place...). So all the roads that coming in (from Subang Hi-Tech, Elite Shah Alam exit, kilang-kilang kat tepi2 tuh, etc etc etc) into that road was in a very bad traffic to. The cars were simply not moving. Abis sume jalan kena tempias....*sigh*

JVC roundabout itself wasn't moving, so you can imagine the impact magnitude that it had on all the roads affected. *big sigh*

And imagine the countless people yang kena bukak pose dlm kete jer, itupon kalu ader mende nak makan.... *big big big sigh*

Kesimpulannya, whose fault is it the flood happened?? I'd blame it on the irresponsible contractors and developers. Abis sume bukit nak tarah, abis sume utan nak singgah, abis sume tempat tadah air disumbat ngan tanah. Kalau kira nak duit je, sampai kiamat pon tak abis. Dulu mana ada flood kat area tuh?

Well, things happen and it happens for a reason. I'm not sure the significant of the event to my life yet (I doubt I'll ever know, except that it made me miserable all night) but I was grateful that nothing bad happened. Had arrived home safely and I found a letter for me from a long lost penpal! That's something to celebrate about is it? =) I've had penpals since primary school. I'm in still in correspondence with Faiz, a girl I got to know from a Dewan Pelajar magazine back in standard 6. Since than I had on and off penpals from all over the world (and malaysia lah), helped me tremendously in my english along the way.

When I started working, all the correspondence stopped. Part of it was me also, not that I didn't have the time, only that I was a bad time manager. I tried to revive what was left but it wasn't working so I quit. But you can never really forget the people you've come to know in the letters so that's sad yea. But can't do much about it since they also have their own life to taka care of.

So I'm glad that Laura wrote me. I'm going to write her back!

Err... I think a have bags under my eyes...

One of a sister's proud moment

Last Saturday, mak and I went to see Ammar at his school. We brought along some juadah berbuka pose lah, roti jala and kuih keria - homemade, I must emphasize... ngeeeee...

We knew we had to come before 6pm or the gate would be closed. We went out at 5, expecting to arrive around 5.20 or so. It would be pointless if we came earlier since the food would be tasteless when it become sejuk, don't you think?

We were sure we could be there in time. Then suddenly a stupid traffic jam stood in our way. It was at the JVC roundabout. There has been construction works over there since forever but it had never caused any traffic histeria. The cars were not moving! We were stuck there for like 1/2 hour and the clock wasn't working on our favour either. It was a stupid stupid traffic because of the moronic cause that caused it. What were they thinking, blocking the road??? I mean it was a peak hour during Ramadhan, where everyone was rushing to be home in time for buka puasa. Vehicles coming from 4 ways were going to use that roundabout and they were happily working on their lori tar and everything else. Luckily we weren't not on the roundabout yet, so the moment they unblocked the road leading to Sec 15, we went for it and headed for Fed Highway. But then it was already 5.45pm. Not to mention the long qeueu towards Elite at its exit (traffic light *sigh*).

Poor Ammar, he must've been waiting for the juadah since we've promised to come, we thought in the car. We arrived 5 min after 6 and the pakcik guard already standing there with the lock in his hand.

As soon as we entered the school gate, we saw Ammar standing all by himself, obviously waiting. The mere sight of him that day really melted me. He's a very shy person and most of the time will feel embarrased for no valid reason, orang kata malu tak bertempat - he being a teenager, I understand. But that day he was standing there with almost no one around, at the most locatable corner where anyone could see him from afar. And with no book in his hand to cover up that kononnye he was actually casual reading, not waiting for his mak and sister to arrive. Malulah kan kalau anak lelaki tunggu mak datang... or so I was told by most teens (male teens of course).

Although we knew he would grow out of it but never expected for him to be still waiting for us to come at that hour, where everybody else was busy penuhkan tray kat dewan makan. We were thinking it would be very hard to panggil him turun (thought he would be bored and gave up waiting) since nobody would be around and would set us back with our buka puasa time pulak. But there he was, and I couldn't have felt prouder as a sister. Not because we could bukak puasa on time but the fact that he had waited. What if we got out of house 5min late? What if something happened and we never turned up that day? He would be still waiting for us until pakcik guard lock the gate, and walk towards dewan makan to gather what was left, bukak puasa as usual but feeling a little bit sad (because of obvious reason here), of that I'm sure.

You see, action speaks so much louder than words. He could have said he had waited like hours and went on complaining that we were late and he would have to rush this and that because it was already late, etc etc, but he didn't. He still greeted us warmly. Still wanted us to give a peck on both his cheeks.

My baby brother is becoming a man. I'm already jealous of his future girlfriends.

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I took off from home late today, on purpose. I'd like to be late for once. Then I got to the main road and I saw no cars at all. Only mine and a guy riding on a bicycle. I was in awe. 'Looks like I wont be late after all without the traffic jams...'

Then I was heading to a roundabout where usually there would be at least 10 moving vehicles at one time on that road. This morning, I only saw 1 bike. 'Eh, what's going on????'

Then I remembered, Nuzul Quran lerr... the whole Selangor cuti. KL keje...

Bangun lambat ader hikmahnyer...eheheheh....

Now that it rains all the time, I wear jacket most of the time to work - sejuk lah. Takyah iron baju... kui kui... Senang sket idup, take a pants and put on my little tee and there... I'm good to go. Sarung je la jaket aper pon, and tudung, I look like a marketing exec ready to take on the world already.....ahahahah... This is one of the reason why I love the rain, beside the luxury time I can have under the lovely duvet yea. I should be looking more like a geek lah, looking at my profession. Hmmm... I already have the glasses....

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I have cheeky brothers... what can I say.....

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On my way to office this morning (keje banyak siuttt), I saw Menara Telekom building only 15 storey high. The remaining was hidden beneath thick clouds. Can you believe it, there was cloud formed at that altitude. Sejuk sangat ker sampai jadik gitu? Reminds me of a fantasy castle surrounded by clouds floating on air... heheh.. I believe if I was on the 16++th floor then it could be real, only it's not a castle lah kan.

Rugi mehh tak bawak camera. Kalu tak, leh tunjuk.

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*From forwarded email. I think it's originally in English and has been rearranged

Dalam satu kejadian yg agak susah nak diterima akal, iaitu sebuah kapal terbang telah mengalami kerosakan enjin dan sedang menjunam hendak terhempas, terdapat 5 org penumpang di dalamnya tetapi beg parachute kecemasan hanya ada 4.

Berkata laa penumpang pertama, "Aku Hafiz Hashim. Malaysia perlukan aku. Kalau aku tadak, mcmmana nanti Malaysia nak menang All England lagi?". Lalu dia mengambil beg pertama dan terus terjun.

Penumpang kedua pulak berkata, "Aku Hillary Clinton, bekas wanita pertama US. Aku seorang yg paling bercita2 tinggi dan aku juga senator New York. Aku juga berpotensi nak jadi seorang President". Dia pula mengambil satu beg dan terus terjun.

Penumpang ketiga menyampuk, "Ahh... aku President US! George W. Bush. Aku ada tanggungjawab yg berat untuk menjaga sebuah negara yg kuat. Tambahan pula, akulah President yg terpandai dlm sejarah US. Org Amerika mana yg hendak melihat aku mati?". Dia terus menyentap satu beg dan terus terjun.

Penumpang keempat, Osama Bin Laden berkata kepada penumpang kelima, seorang budak berumur 10 tahun, "Saya seorang Muslim dan saya berserah kpd Allah utk menentukan hidup dan mati saya. Adik ambillah beg parachute yg terakhir tu".

Budak 10 tahun itu menjawap, "Jgn bimbang. Ada satu lagi beg parachute utk pakcik. President terpandai dalam sejarah US tu terambil beg sekolah saya".

....hahahaha...

...sape la yang reka citer ni.....

Men who wear pink

I found them intriguingly attractive. I don't mean those bright fluorescent pink - that's probably reserved for gays I guess...hehe... I mean soft pink, pastel color lah.

If I saw someone dressed in neatly pressed pink shirt and a matching tie, he'll definitely get my attention. Unlike men who wear blue, this group of male is small. And that makes them harder to find. And that what makes it MORE appealing. I don't think they're lembut or anything. I still find them manly and they're daring enough to step out of the norm and usually have a great smile to match.

I don't care how plain his look is or what his body type is, when he wears pink, that says something about his personality and character.

I'm not saying that wearing pink is better than blue (DO NOT wear pink every other day! And gothic people should just disregard entirely my post here). It's just something that popped in my head after sahur today, relating to my question of why my brothers - and lots of malay men - refuse to wear anything pink. I think it challenges their ego or sexual attitude or something like that. Wearing pink would make them inferior towards their male peers?? And appear less manly towards their female counterparts???

Well, I'm a female and you know how I feel about it.

Hmm... anyway, the most important thing is, whatever you're wearing, it should be clean and appropriate. Like what Islam says, it doesn't matter if it's the old clothing you're wearing but just make sure it's CLEAN and NEAT. So, press you shirts and slacks lah guys. Wear shoes whenever the occasion needs it. That applies the same to you my lady friends.

Rabitah Hati

haha... I've just remember that we used to sing that song over and over and over again in high school. It's a doa actually cited at the end of Al-Ma'thurat. But I forgot some of the words. You know the only thing that I like about my former high school is its pengisian agama. I loved the musalla environment. I hate everything else...

Hati ini telah bersatu
Berkumpul di perut bumi-Mu
Hati ini telah berpadu
Bersatu memikul beban dakwah-Mu

Hati ini telah mengikat setia
Untuk mendaulat untuk menyokong
Syariat-Mu di alam maya
Maka ya Allah teguhkanlah ikatan yang ada (2x)

Kekalkanlah kemesraan yang ada
Tunjukkanlah jalan yang benar
Penuhkanlah dengan cahaya-Mu
Tiada malap terangi alam-Mu

Hidup suburkanlah dengan makrifat-Mu
Tapi jika ingin mematikannya
Matikanlah sebagai syuhada
Dalam perjuangan menegakkan agama yang mulia (2x)

Isn't reminicsing great??

Right... That's the only time I got for blogging today. Gotta go back to work!

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I witnessed one gruesome death yesterday. Our cat has murdered 3 guilty rats.

Eiiiii... bunyi krap krup time dia makan... seram satu badan. Not that I'm afraid of tikus tapi geli plak tgk Comel makan, macam sedap jer mende alah tuh. Tak sanggup tunggu situ, lari naik atas.

Eeeiiii!!

What I ate the last 2 days...

The only time I can found this is during Ramadhan. I know anyone can make and sell it but only from this one particular stall is the best ever. So I took my own sweet time savouring every bit of it.

Ramadhan 2nd

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Yum yum!

My rich Friendster Network

Need I say more?

I don't know how I end up with these people ;) ... Why can't they search something like books or something...*sigh* I need to get out more often...

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Nampaknyer tadak bonus tahun nie...huhu.... Tadde news pon dari HR tapi sebab diorang announce ader cuti tambahan bulan pose nih, raised lots of eyebrows lah. Pehtu opis hour dari 8am - 4.45pm, skang dah jadik 8.30am - 4pm. Patutnyer 1st & 3rd Sabtu kitorang keje tapi dia kasik cuti sepanjang bulan pose...

Hmmmm... too generous and too good to be true when it's nearing the end of the year, sume sibuk keje tak hengat. Buleh plak dia kasik cuti cenggitu... Deadline sistem kena pospon le gamaknyer... mana leh siap kalu balik kul 4 tiap2 ari... wahahahah...

Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.

For some reason,

~~~**hatiku berasa sungguh tenang skali**~~~

SACC

Mom brought me over to the newly open Shah Alam City Center and boy was it posh looking.... okay it was mid-posh. It's not 100% completed yet - the 3rd & 4th floor hasn't been officially opened yet. Nonetheless, I expect lots and lots of datins will pave their ways there. I especially love the tiles.... hehe

As you can see, here's the piece of cloth that has successfully burnt a big hole in my pocket. Anyway it had been on my wishlist for sometime. I had my eyes on another jacket actually - a long black velvety soft one. Perfect for an overcoat for my strapless/spaghetti strap blouses. Well they didn't have the size, how sad. So I picked this one instead. It falls nicely up to somewhere on my thighs so I think it's acceptable.

I really really hope that this mall won't be a place where the youth like to loiter around. Still want to loiter?? Sure thing. Please do it in a high class manner lah. Don't look like you're lost or something. Act like a smart person for a change. Look at the Plaza Alam Sentral and how it has turned out to be now. I love the clothes they have to offer there yet everyday it's filled with people who dresses selekehly and don't know how to be respectful. Blend in intelligently lah to cut it short. A change in the scene would be good. Please please let the SACC be it!

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I heard lots of stories from my fellow colleagues here. I've been patient enough to not write anything about it here before.

Truthfully, being in PUAS and SYABAS is 2 different environment. Hell I don't care if both were good or challenging or demanding in a good way, I wouldn't have to say anything here even. I'm not saying changes are not good. I'm very open to new ideas but I've seen so many that really disappointing.

If you read anything about SYABAS officers being rude to the customers in the papers, you read it right. Those are all new staff hired by Puncak Niaga. Yap you read it right again. Puncak pays these people's salaries, not SYABAS, yet we are all known as SYABAS employess. And I just have to mention that the salary margin between former PUAS employees and new SYABAS intakes is too high. Almost RM1000 in difference for the same post and the same experience for juniors. Seniors?? Much much more. If I have to take this further, then issues like bonuses, yearly salary increase would raise up because it's all based on current salary figures. Umm... I won't talk about this in details, it's just demoralizing. I for one don't feel like we're valuable assets to the organisation. We contribute to the company as much as and sometimes much more than the new staff, yet former PUAS employees don't get invited to attend talks by Tan Sri, even when it's held to further establish rapport among SYABAS organisation.....

I've heard too many seniors shouting at his/her staff in front of his/her colleagues, some new staff being just plain disrespectful, giving orders without really understanding the operations & procedures. When things don't go their way they blame us. Yes PUAS was a failure but it wasn't because we didn't work our asses off but it was because of fund shortage. Now when Puncak comes in, they splurge and splurge and they got good publicity which I think is excellent (I'm in for the good of the company). We have able & experienced personnels (former PUAS employees) here and they don't know how to work with them harmoniously. I don't think they understand what manners mean, or the importance of being nice to fellow colleagues. Too many The Apprentice's influence I guess. The show is good but it should be digested with some wisdom lah. New staff here forgot to look on Islam's views on everyday working life - work could be a form of ibadah if you know how to tackle it. For most of these people, I respect their titles but not so much as a person. I wish this adjustment period will be over soon so we can get on with our lives and everything will be back to normal.

I could go on and on and on but that would be pointless. I'm glad that I'm in a department headed by a very able En. Mohd Suhaimi Rafie. Now he's a good leader and a good examples to his fellow staff on how to take things positively and motivate ourselves. As long as we get our work done and perform steadily, then we're happy.

Okay I'm going to enhance my copypasting skill. Heh! I love the lyrics (and the song) so it goes here.

Get To Me
by Train

Well an airplane's faster than a Cadillac
And a whole lot smoother than a camel's back
But I don't care how you get to me, just get to me

Parasail or first class mail
Get on the back of a Nightingale
Just get to me, I don't care just get to me

Prokeds, mopeds take a limousine instead
They ain't cheap but they're easy to find
Get on the highway point yourself my way
Take a roller coaster that comes in sideways
Just get to me - yeah

Go on hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly
There's no better way to fly to get to me
I look around at what I got
And without you, it ain't a lot
But I got everything with you, everything

Maybe you could pollinate over the Golden Gate
Take a left hand turn at the corner Of Haight
And then a sharp right at the first street light
And get yourself on a motor bike

And if you think you'll get stuck in a traffic jam
That's fine, send yourself through a telephone line
It doesn't matter how you get to me, just get to me

Go on hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly
There's no better way to fly to get to me
I look around at what I got
And without you, it ain't a lot
But I got everything with you, everything

Cause after every day
The wind blows the night time my way
And I imagine that you are
Above me like a star
And you keep on glowing
And you keep on showing me the way
Shine Shine Shine

Finepix E510

Finally I got one of those.

Yesterday I went to The Summit Hotel for Sun Developer Day 2005. It was ok, the food was MAAAARVELLOUS. Thank you sponsors you did feed us well. Mewah beb. Nearing the end of the day then an interesting demo was on the schedule. Alas we couldn't stay thinking of the possible annoying traffic heading back to KL. We got out at 4 and I dropped Husna and went back to Shah Alam. Alang-alang tu terlajak pulak ker Bukit Raja...

While I was there, I got myself a cute shirt and mom hers - I think I've picked the wrong size lah for her.. aiyak! I'll make it up next time lah.

Then I was thinking of doing some surveys while walking along QS City but the deal really caught my eyes. So there, that's how I got it. Beaaaaautiful thing. The perks which really excites me is that, apart from the preset shooting modes, I can set manually the focus and aperture and the shutter speed. Presets are really boring if you ask me. Where's the fun in that? Point and shoot doesn't do it all for me.

It was over my budget but what the heck. Not like I don't have backups.... Been doing research for a long time and couldn't hold it any longer.

Somehow someway I like Fuji cameras I'm not sure why. Maybe because it's Japan made?

A Pantai Story

A collegue was admitted to hospital yesterday. Look at the time of the previous entry and that was the time when I found out Hedayah needs a medical attention. Well we thought she needs to head over to a clinic, the doctor would prescribe the magical combination of medicine and then she'll be fine. It turned out she had to be admitted.

So I spent most of my time yesterday with her and Nisa, looking after the necessary. Poor girl she's not used to being admitted. Well I thought I've done everything I can. Hopefully she'll recover soon. The doctor still doesn't know what's wrong with her and they'll have to do some investigation. To think of it, being Hedayah it'll probably scare the hell out of her. Thankfully her fiance is here to stay the nights. Here's wishing she'll get better soon and back at work with us soonest.

Jacqueline Saburido

I checked my mail just now and O.H.M.Y.G.O.D. I couldn't believe my eyes. It's about a lady.

This is her in 1999.

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This is her again in 2002. What could have made her look like this?? A D.R.U.N.K.E.N D.R.I.V.E.R!

She was burned over 60% of her body. She has since lost her eyelid, nose, ears, hair and you can see she's lost her fingers too. For more stories, you know what to do. Google.

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Driving to work this morning is so unbelievably uncommonly fast. The road was clear. That would only happen on weekends and during school holidays. I don't understand the relationship between school holidays and traffic jams other than it creates wonders to the peak hour traffic. And because of that I love December!

Last night when I was driving home I listened to Will Smith's Just The Two Of Us and it has made me to download the song this morning. There's something about Will that strikes me, other than he reminds me of Otel.... Not to mention the song is great too. I think it's written from the heart. You can see how much he loves his kid. He's a great storyteller.

I like the fact that he's a family man for one. And the way he presents himself. He's one of those rappers and hip-hoppers but he wears pressed shirts and pants - or smartly dressed to put it in other words. He looks neat and clean to me.... =) He's cool. I love movies he stars in - he's funny. He has a good sense of style and charisma. Charming charming man.

Probably his wife dresses him up but I don't care. She's done a good job anyway.

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I've figured at certain age you'll be doing a lot of thinking of some sort. Of late, I for instance have been recollecting my memories since childhood. I keep on discovering new memory, the ones that have always been there but have been neglected of refused to upon retrieval.

I don't know what has triggered all this but it's been fun, especially the one I get from years ago. This of course helped by stories told by my mother.

Some bubbles from my late baby years (Seremban):

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Celebrating birthdays with Mueh - we each had a homemade cake and presents. We both got our own pool... eheh... the plastic one where you have to pump in air in order to use it. It was small and fits well in the kitchen. We took our bath there like crazy for how many days onward I don't recall now. We had pictures....

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Someone was taking pictures of my father on the couch with me on his lap. I couldn't sit still because of the nature of myself - I had been a shy girl, not really a camera star. I wasn't really sitting, I was standing in front of him trying to hold on to his shoulder. He was wearing baju melayu and kain pelekat. Me in my pj and my pigtail hair.

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I was awoken and father said to take care of my brothers, lock the door and don't let anyone into the house. I remembered I had 2 little heads in my own little lap, sitting just by the door. I was fighting to stay awake. I don't know how long it took them to get back but when they do I was scared when someone was knocking the door. My brothers were already asleep so I slowly crept. Not when I recognized my father's soothing voice did I open the door. After that I went back to sleep in my room. Mom told me not so long ago that she was then very sick. My parents had to go to the clinics nearby and there was no one to look after us at that hour.

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Mueh, Otel and I had a babysitter. When my parents went to work they left us off at her house. I remember we played a lot of games (except for Otel, he was asleep all the time in his cradle) with her children, particularly the ones involved jumping on the bed, hide and seek and making handprints along the wall.... hehe..... When it was time to prepare lunch, I would help cooking the rice. Just before mom & dad got home to pick us up, her husband would take the 2 of us on his bike and rode along the small road around the area. Wasn't much to see except a housing construction in progress.

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I remember I had a set of pillows in yellow. Mom made it. Mueh had his in blue. Otel? Probably green. But it was halfway done. So he had to share the pillows with us instead. I was pretty possessive with mine.

(6)
Before moving in that house, we lived in another house somewhere in Negeri Sembilan too. It was a terrace house with a narrow hall made up of dining area and the kitchen. I had a babysitter then who made delicious bubur cha cha.... or was it mom???

I have plenty more but they are all cluttered up inside my head. Until next time.

And again it's because I love the lyrics!!

Epik
by Rabbani

Seperti yang termaktub dalam surah Al-Qasas
Diramal falak teruntuh takhta
Raja Firaun bisa akan diguling golongan hamba
Bani Israel yang dizaliminya

Lalu dititah ajal menemui bayi yang lahir
Terselamat satu nyawa dihanyut ke hilir

Difirman 'Kun Fayakun' ditemui Permaisuri Raja
Diasuh dan dinamakan Musa
Mesir bakal menjulang pewaris gagah dan berani
Takdir menanti tak disedari

Tergerak hatinya membela hamba tak berdosa
Dah dirasanya tiada berdarah istana

Dalam usaha tersurat kisah
Terampas nyawa kaum pemerintah
Dan diarahkan Musa dikorbankan
Namun sempat diri dilarikan
Berpayung awan ke kota Madyan

Disana bertembung anak gadis seorang pengembala
Shafura digelarkan isteri
Sepuluh tahun hidup diperantauan bagai diusir
Terlintas hajat pulang ke Mesir

Tiba di Thur Sina nyalaan api mengundangnya
Ke lembah suci Thuwa diturun wahyunya

Berbekal dua mukjizat baginda diperintahkan
Berdakwah di tanah lahirnya
Berteman saudaranya Harun yang lebih petah lidah
Menghadap Raja berbalas hujah

Sukar diterima namun doa dikurniakan
Malapetaka melanda mereka yang kehanyutan

Merentas laut menempuh gurun
Seluruh umat setia dihimpun
Timbulnya hasrat untuk bermunajat
Diwaris azimat dalam taurat

Sekembalinya umatnya tersesat
Yang murtad digesakan bertaubat
Untuk meneruskan perjalanan
Ke tanah suci yang dijanjikan
Begitulah kisah dalam Al-Quran

A Birthday Card!

For My Daughter
Where Did The Years Go?

It seems like I just turned around for a moment,
and in a split second you grew!
A baby, a toddler, a youngster at school
have turned all at once into you...

Yet, dozens of memories crowd into my mind
of your wonderful, growing-up years-
of mischief, adventures, decisions, and dreams,
of laughter and, yes, a few tears...

The first day I held you and counted your toes,
I felt prouder than ever before,
without knowing then all the reason you'd give me
to love you a million times more.

Happy Birthday

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Why is it so hard to let go???? It was difficult then. It still is now but less. It was kinda abrupt and I still have the tinglings when I think of him. Shit. It's been 7 months!

I know I made some mistakes and I was aware of it but before I could make it all up, it was all over. Sadly I wasn't given any chance to prove myself.

The mistakes:
1. I had (have) some troubles with expressing my feelings aloud.
2. I couldn't cope with too much stress when I started working, hence affecting the people I loved around me for a while
3. I counted too much on my family's opinion

So, there. I'm never going to be perfect. But by God, if I ever, ever, EVER in a relationship again, I will not f*** it up. This I promise you.

Book Talk

Current read: Band of brothers: E Company, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne from Normandy to Hitler's Eagle's Nest
I'm enjoying it tremendously.

I've read Harry Potter 6 and found it so-so. I prefer HP previous books. They were more entertaining.

I've also read this and this out ouf curiosity and my newfound love of chicklit.

All these accomplished within this past 2 months! I've surprised myself. Maybe I'm at the 'books' phase in my life now. The 4 books I've ordered online arrived home safely:
1. Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris
2. Sam's Letters to Jennifer by James Patterson
3. Chinese Cinderella : The True Story of an Unwanted Daughter by Adeline Yen Mah
4. Band of brothers: E Company, 506th Regiment, 101st Airborne from Normandy to Hitler's Eagle's Nest by none other than Stephen E. Ambrose

They were on my wanted list. Looks like the phase is going to stay for a while.

Hmm... what started as a harmless little effort has turned out to be a habit these days for me. I started reading small thin little books around 2 years ago and now look at where it has lead me to! People, turn off your tv and go grab a book. Start with an easy book - be it children's or whatever. Once you've finished it (and enjoyed it), you'd be motivated to try more serious thicker books. It happened to me so why not you.

Literate yourself.

Reminiscing and "I do"

Last Sunday I went into the trouble going to Banting to see my childhood friends celebrated as husband and wife. The reception was so good, it's supposed to be along the beach but only pokok bakau can be seen as far as my sight went that day...hehe... I loved the wind. Something about beaches really get me going.

Amrah + Abu + I went to the primary school together, although Am came in late in the picture in standard 5. Abu came in... oh I don't remember.... standard 2??? I had been in Banting since I was 6. But Am + I went to same high school, Abu went out to South Africa. Even he was not around, we still received news of him through his family. Some years later, Am went to UM and I USM. Abu was still abroad. My family moved to Shah Alam, Am's to Baling, Kedah - leaving Abu's still in Banting. I didn't hear anything of Abu again. All of the sudden, I heard Abu + Am got engaged but that wasn't made public to friends. I found out about it through my mom when she visited Abu's dad in hospital (car accident) and at his house again afterwards. Oh yeah I was pissed off since I've known them practically my whole life. And Am + I have been in contact. But then I realized that maybe we were not so close anymore to be receiving news like that....

Anyway, it took me over an hour from Shah Alam to get there. The road was fine except for minor bumps here and there. Minor as it sounds but my precious kancil won't survive it in little over a month! Kancil...what do you expect. Needs all the extra care it can get.

I wasn't alone. I have Ammar and Anuar (friends, don't get any ideas please) to keep me company. We arrived early. I was hoping to see Am before the perarakan + kompang + crowd + flashes of camera + etc. Also I was hoping that Abu would recognize me after all these years - we were neighbours once and his family was a close family friend of mine. I saw his brother running around helping out but sadly even though he walked past me so many times he didn't know who the hell I was. I kinda expected that since we didn't spend so much time together then. I was also looking to meet Khatijah but then I didn't know how she looked like now. I found someone who looked peculiarly like Abu's mom but decided not to say hi since she was attending the guest at the makan table.

I didn't know where Amrah was (Ammar was making faces...hahaha!!). So I had to make them wait. After all, I held the car keys.

Not until later all my former primary school's friends popping up. Some I didn't have the slightest idea who they were. Some looked familiar but couldn't remember the names. Azhar!! I remember you now. You've grown so tall!!! Erk... last time in standard 6 you were this tiny cute little thing with sepet eyes. And then all my former high school friends showed up.

Ame was there too with her mom. I was SO GLAD to see her since I missed her wedding - I still have the most uncomfortable feeling in the world for that. Now she's another story.

After catching up they decided to go to see Am in some house I did not know. I made Ammar and Anuar followed... *evil laughs*...

So I saw the bride and groom in cream colored baju pengantin. They look so good together. People there was so wanted to salam her and tell her how beautiful she looked (she was!). They were about to go with the kompang team so I didn' t want to make her nervous or panic or things like that so I kept quiet and watched from the side. Just about when the kompang theme started the chants and everything to start the walk, Am came through the people in front of me and hugged me and a few people around me. Neddless to say I was touched.

Then she got back to Abu's side and I saw Abu looking at me. I couldn't help smiling thinking he must've been shocked to see me there... it was amusing. There I was, the girl who always needed a ride to school, and a ride back home back, in his dad's car. The girl who once lived next door. The girl who came to his house during raya all the time. The girl who threw a stone to his brother once while he looked on stunned, she foolishly thought was protecting baby Ammar (wonder if there's a scar because she made somewhere on his forehead bleed - didn't get to meet Umar up close - he was running around all over the place). And there he was, a grown man now, married to a good woman, and was obviously couldn't wait to live the rest of his life together with her. The couple was made in heaven. I gave a nod of assurance and good wishes from where I was standing and he gave one back; and smiled. It was a good feeling. What a better way to reconnect the bond of a long lost friendship. I'm so glad our paths crossed. And I'm lucky to have mine crossed with these wonderful people's.

It was a good Sunday. On our way back, we stopped at the beach and eat ice creams and found Wawa and her fiance there! What a nice surprise. Now that's another wedding in to look forward to. We chatted a little and waved goodbyes and parted.

Ammar and Anuar slept in the car on the way home. I was listening to the radio and the songs were oh so coincidently romantic. They fit so well with the theme of the day - wedding!

It was a good Sunday.

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Amidst all this 'Love is in the air' thing around me, I was shocked to discover that one of my dearest friend delivered me one devastated news this morning. I'm so sorry that things didn't turn out well for her.

Amelia & Shaifol

I missed my childhood bestfriend's wedding!!! Urrgh!!! So I've asked her to mail me the wedding pics. The camera that snapped them surely didn't give the couple any juctice. Those were amateurs I'm sure so I did a little touch ups. I know she certainly looked more beautiful that day with her prince charming in her arms.

My other childhood friends are getting married to each other this weekend. Here's wishing all the best to both of them.

One last look at the couple, a testament to both of them: when you're in love, it shows.

LOVE IS IN THE AIR

Bad Day

by Daniel Powter

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Seriously shit happens. But what's good about it is that its nature is momentary. What you gotta do is pull yourself together and stand back up again. To those who have hit all time low, come on... Let's start with a smile shall we?

p/s: I love the video clips!!!!

Equations

Shouldn't have posted this here but since I love Maths....

Jerebu

p/s: Pardon my pathetic blog entry. I've been busy.

Ze Uro Nglish - reil sensibl riten styl

The Euro English

The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.

As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".

In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy.
The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.

In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.

By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".

During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl.
Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.

Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.

If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl.

- got from some forwarded email

SAD NEWS

Yesterday I went looking for my Lolita and guess what I've found out? They've stopped the production altogether! erk. This can't be real.

NoooOOOOOOooooOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This will be the end of me.

Doesn't make sense though. Why they stop? I couldn't find anything on the net so I'm in such a pain right now.

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Wohhh!

Lookie people! What's this? How did that happen??

Found it accidentally. Comment qu'est-il arrivé ?

Je suis malaisienne pas plus ?? Soudain je suis française ?? Amuser!

OK back to earth.

Book Talk

I got myself a book yesterday. I went to Jusco to buy some baby stuff for Rose's newborn boy and book vouchers for Ammar. I couldn't help myself browsing through MPH and ended up buying a book. But peculiarly enough, it's a fiction. I don't usually read fictions. I was holding a biography that took me 1/2 hour to pick and this particular book just caught my eyes when I was walking to the counter. I turned it over to read the back cover and it appealed to me so much I put down the bio and took it instead. I didn't even flipped through the pages first.

Maybe it's the tearjerker factor that it has that drawn me to it. I've read first few chapters last night and I expect a lot of chuckles and tears coming my way. Oohh I've just realized maybe that is what my reading preference is, or movie preference for that matter. Tearjerkers. That explains a lot: why do I like movies like Cold Mountain or Moulin Rouge or Million Dollar Baby. Or why I read books like A Walk To Remember or Paradise. So that's why. It's my personality that I've known all along: I'm a very sentitive type of person - I can laugh and cry easily, I love little things that matter - I love to laugh and cry. I love anything that makes me to. It makes me feel human.

Wow. How did I miss this? Now the whole thing makes sense to me. I was wondering why, despite that I don't understand why people read fictions, while I love well written biographies, sometimes I read chicklits too. But I've always been picky.

Maybe things like this happen once in a while to make you realize of who you are. I was taken aback at my decision on the book but I didn't resent it. That made me think constantly about it. This is a life discovery! I'm glad that I found out while blogging. Certainly serves the purpose of writing on almost daily basis. OH IT FEELS GOOD TO KEEP A BLOG.

And I've just realized one more thing. I love chicklits!!! Not the boring fairy tale kinda story where the plotlines are predictable but those are witty (or has tearjerker fx in it...heh) or believable or tug at the heartstrings. OH IT FEELS GOOD TO KEEP A BLOG.

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Last Sunday I was at Ammar's school, attending some parents meeting on behalf of my mother. Typical malaysian parents who always assume all is well and they trust the school 101% on all their children's wellfare, only to come back later shouting and all dissappointed at the school's management affecting their precious precious shoulda-been-greater-if-you-had-done-this-and-that all-perfect little students.... when they themselves don't participate in crucial meetings, all organized by the school whole-heartedly to prevent that from happening in the first place. Out of 180 form 4 students, less than 20 had their parents there.

Good school doesn't guarantee any of your child academic success people! Shouldn't anything that involves your children come first? Oh well. Lantakler. I was there representing my mom. Anyway that's not what I want to talk about here.

It's about Ammar himself. I went for the meeting. And left him in his class alone. I thought he was going back to his room and take a nap or something. I came out over an hour later and found him still there waiting for me! He's grown to a very sweet young man. I felt so proud. And of course touched. Any man who does that to me will make me feel the same. I'm not saying my Muaz and Munzir have never done that. It's just happened I'm blogging about it today.

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Yesterday was Ammar's birthday. He's 16 but still my baby brother. What do you think is in the present??? Hmm.... thought of getting him the new Potter book but then he already got it at school. You give him any fantasy books he'd immediately bury himself under piles of them. And he reads fast too.

So what I'm gonna get for him?? More books I'm sure. Or plain book vouchers.

How many of men out there that really reads? Let's make the scope smaller shall we? How many malaysian men that actually into books? Not so many I take it. So that makes my brother one in a million. Oh so if you don't agree with me, take this

5 cent and go play. Buy some ice cream. Get over it. Teehe.

Traffic woes

I was stuck in traffic for over an hour yesterday for a 10 min journey! And the radio wasn't helping either. Around 7pm really I lost the luxury of listening to my favorite radio stations. The songs were crap around then and I was left with boring tapes. I swear if I had a laptop with me I could blog from the car. It wasn't moving. Not until I reached LDP bridge.

4am today I was awaken by the thump of my room's door slamming open. The wind did it. I couldn't sleep for a while aferwards because of the little heart attack. My mother must have had checked on me late last night and didn't shut the door properly. It was raining heavily and I fell asleep again in no time. I woke up early since I didn't want to get stuck in morning traffic. Rain=bad traffic. I was the first arrived in the office! hah!

Went to the cafe and found no food there. Aiyak! When's it gonna end.... Turned out they haven't arrived yet and I was sure it was because of the traffic jam.

Made myself a cup of nice mango tea. Slurrrp! Good start.

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How bizarre it is when one session of chatting with a total stranger can uplift you emotionally. A decent chat of course. Other than that I always ignore.

He's not even a local. I don't usually do that because I can find comfort in fellow malaysians. Funny. I thought I was fine. I finally accept it that it's over between me and Bad. He's gone and I'll have to look forward to other things now. I have lots of patching up to do next.

Ame had her wedding today. I couldn't attend unfortunately. Hasn't top up my credit yet so I couldn't wish her over the phone. Damn.

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I saw the news on tv last night. It was about over 120k people with minimum qualifications to enter IPTA, who can't got in because of lack of places. Interviews went around and I heard some of them said they were dissappointed since they've worked so hard, stayed in school for over a decade and they ended up with nothing. Or something like that.

One point here: what you did wasn't good enough no matter how hard you consider you've toiled and burnt your midnight oil. Realize what matters in first impressions here. They don't have time to scour through all your complaints on this simply because it's not relevant. They'll take only the top scorers. Yeah funnily enough how they manage to still miss them in their scholarship programs is beyond me, but still the point is you're not on the top. So it's your own fault not gaining places to IPTA. Come on people - result driven!

Hence my number two point: raise whatever the minimum bar is to a higher level. So only the creme de la creme is being offered the best education.

Number three: even if they manage to cater all 120k, provide some kind of assurance of employment upon graduation.

Number four: it's probably out of topic but Malaysia needs to focus more on research. Increase more funding. Where's the glory having famous landmarks of the world, not malaysian made? The brain and workforce is not local, what's so great about it? The vision is there and nodded at but the actual people working on it is sadly outsiders. Hey you could increase demand in employment and serves my number three.... ngeeeee....

I'm condemning both students and government here. Ooh that's cold when I myself was a student and living under the same law. My selfish sensless alter ego is taking over. It's probably the hunger. I should stop shouldn't I?

Well well well. I'm going for lunch!

Weekend summed up

I was out of town since Thursday and just got back here yesterday. Now that all my brothers are gone and safe in their places, it's down to only me and mom at home. How quiet. So many things happened during the weekend so I'm just going to brag it all about it here one shot.

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It's not like I just got to know about it but it pissed me off so bad I had to jot it here. I hate the way Penang bridge looks these days. It's one of main attractions and now it's like driving through a tunnel! People wants to see the breathtakingly beautiful view but they're so clever they blocked the sight. I believe the reason behind it is to not have traffic jams due to the typical attitude of kepohci's slowing down to kepoh2 on acidents on the other side of the road. Which leads me to number 2.

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Oh man the Penang traffic during peak hours! If only I could fly and escape the agonizing torture of it. During this hours you won't see any empty spaces on the road that are not spared by the drivers. The result is something like 10 lanes are trying to become 2. Massive traffic jam. Not to mention the samseng2 gentlemen and ladies alike. Haiya.. nightmare. No offense penangites. Thank god I'm in KL where the traffic is still bearable.

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Since we don't have Astro at home, while in Penang last Saturday was my first time wacthing AF. I was wondering what was the buzz all about. Yes I know the existence long ago but I failed to see how is it going to help me to become rich? heh! And for the first time I saw Mawi, the most celebrated student. Wow he's good. His voice is something.

(4)
Earlier that day I saw the newspaper's headline. The bombing at London. I don't understand these people. What do they get out of killing innocent people?

(5)
My brother and I went to BJ for his campus stuff. It's been long and I made it a point whenever I was there I had to get the VCD's/DVD's. I used to get clear good movie vcd's there once. The best buy was the Band of Brothers set for RM25. Well that was waaaayy before the nationwide cetak rompak campaign. I believe it has nevertheless sprouted back rapidly. Who can blame them. I for one got myself 8 DVD's for RM56....muaahahahahahahahh! Me and my entertainment-exhausted self. Who can blame me.

(6)
Oh yes I stumbled upon Fuji booth as well. Got interested to buy one digital camera. Seriously tempting. The guy there was enthusiastically explaining and demonstrating when in the end I changed my mind. Sorry ya guy... it was part of your job scope anyway... eheheh... My concious didn't allow me to spend.

(7)
On way back home yesterday, there was a unusual traffic at NKVE Shah Alam toll plaza. I was stunned they closed the all routes on NKVE to Klang. Later on I found out about the collapsed flyover in construction. Luckily no one's dead. In turn today the Federal looked pretty bad catering to all for Klang-KL motorists.

(8)
Received PPS little tee upon arriving home. Made my day!

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Hmm.. I'm in the age range where my friends are sending wedding invitation cards to each other. Truly, can't afford decent gifts for all of you dear friends. I'll work out on something though. In the mean time, for you joyful newly wedded couples (or going-to-be's), have fun! I'm dedicating this to you. I don't know whether it's probably because of Gwyneth or the lyrics (or both), I love this wicked song!

Just My Imagination
Gwyneth Paltrow & Babyface

GP:
Each day through my window I watch him as he passes by
I say to myself I'm so lucky he's so fly
To have a boy like him is truly a dream come true
Out of all the girlies in the world, he belongs to you

GP & B:
But it was just my imagination
Runnin away with me
Tell you it was just my imagination
Running away with me

B:
Soon we'll be married and raise a family
Have a cozy little crib in the country with two children maybe three
I tell you I can visualize it all baby
It couldn't be a dream cause too real it all seems

GP& B:
Everynight on my knees I pray, dear lord hear my plea yea
Don't ever let another take his love from me or I will surely die
Heavenly when your arms unfold me, I hear the tender upsity
But in reality, he doesn't even know me

Of course it's not only a mere imagination anymore is it? Happy couples, I wish you all the best and may this be a start to a wonderful journey.

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I remember the entry I wrote about book Forbidden Love by Norma Khouri (sold under title Honor Lost in US) that was a non-fiction written based on true story, only to be discovered later that it wasn't.

I tried googling for the author but only outdated news came up. Whatever happened to that woman?? And what of the books? Last year I heard they were to be withdrawn from sale.

I read the book (thanks to the wonderful bookcrossers, again) just before I got to know about the news. Even then I felt angry at the way Ms. Khouri described Islam. It was like hatred and revenge were all over the pages. Being a muslim, nobody can blame me. Everyone would react the same way if their faith and religion is being seriously offended. What made me furious was that the facts were not even correct. And the book was a bestseller.

Norma Khouri: Tragic Lies

I wonder what's happened to her since then?

God Forgive Me When I Whine

By Og Mandino

Today, upon a bus,
I saw a girl with golden hair.
I envied her, she seemed so gay,
And I wished I was as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave,
I saw her hobble down the aisle.
She had one leg and used a crutch.
But as she passed, she gave a smile.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two legs, the world is mine.

I stopped to buy some candy.
The lad who sold it had such charm.
I talked with him, he seemed so glad.
If I were late, it'd do no harm.
And as I left, he said to me,
"I thank you, you've been so kind.
It's nice to talk with folks like you.
You see," he said, "I'm blind."

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two eyes, the world is mine.

Later while walking down the street,
I saw a child with eyes of blue.
He stood and watched the others play.
He seemed not to know what to do.
I stopped a moment and then I said,
"Why don't you join the others dear?"
He looked ahead without a word.
And then I knew he couldn't hear.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
I have two ears, the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I'd go.
With eyes to see the sunset's glow.
With ears to hear what I'd know.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine
I've been blessed indeed, the world is mine.

p/s: with much thanks to Kacap for the "inspirations".... huh!

Bookrelay.com

I think everyone who already a bookcrosser knows the existence of BookRelay.com or at least knows the concept. I've been participating since early last year so I'm spreading the news here.

You browse any theme of relay index and you get to see the latest book offer for that particular theme. Accept the book offer (the book will be mailed to you by the person who offers the book), and in return you have to offer a book (in line with the theme) and do the same to whoever accepts it. Can you not see why I love this community already? It's like browsing a bookstore and regardless the type of book you pick, hardcover or paperback, thick or thin, the price to pay is the shipping cost of the book you offer.

But let's not be such a bad ass here. If you receive, you have to give too. Play nice.

I've finished reading this book!!! Finally. It's difficult to find time to read these days. I'm currently on Shipping News, but I find it difficult to read. I've reread the few first pages countless times already but I couldn't register the story in my head. Probably Pulitzer winning books are all like that except for Angela's Ashes - my favourite book that has been released forever to the wild. Or probably because it's fiction I put in less effort. That's the last time I join rings/rays for Pulitzer fictions just for the sake of trying out. Urrghhh!

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My boss's father-in-law passed away last night (al-fatihah). I heard he went out for only 10 minutes after taking care of arwah for the whole day, when he came back, arwah was already gone. And now my boss is probably in Terengganu for the funeral. It must've been hard for him since arwah had been living with him for quite a long time. Arwah was like his own father. We were all feeling very sorry for him in the office when we got the news. We know how close they were.

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