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.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Wednesday, September 21, 2005
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.
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.
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.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Untitled
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.
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.
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Untitled
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):
(1)
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....
(2)
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.
(3)
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.
(4)
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.
(5)
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.
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):
(1)
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....
(2)
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.
(3)
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.
(4)
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.
(5)
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.
Wednesday, September 7, 2005
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
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