Death is the closest thing to us.
Everytime I hug my mom when I'm going back to putrajaya every weekend, I'll hug her tightly because I fear that it will be the last time I see her.
Everytime I send my husband to the door when he's going out or before we go to sleep, I'll ask for his forgiveness and I'll do the same as I did to mom.
We'll never know when death will come to take us. Old or young.
I just lost a friend just now. A very sweet friend and she's only 29. A wife to a friend of mine too. They have only been married for a year. She had complications during delivery, she fought for almost a day but Allah loves her more. I hope the baby survives and may Allah gives her husband the courage to survive all this.
Al-fatihah for my dear sweet noria idris.
You'll be missed.. DPA 1/2008 just lost a very good friend :'(
Sunday, 25 December 2011
Friday, 2 December 2011
Down and under
This year's December is definitely not a good month for me.
I got scolded badly yesterday by the big boss for something I'm not responsible of; that particular department kept on asking information while given too short of a notice to complete it whereby they knew damn well that all these things earlier when the new system was drafted (ingat staf kami 5 orang je seluruh negara?? beribu tahu tak.), I missed my 7.05 erl because my monthly pass buat hal.
While waiting for the train, my mind was racing thinking about the meeting at 9am. She left me nothing but he wanted answers and I'm the only officer representing my unit. The pressure was too hard to handle at the moment, so I broke down and cried at the station. If she still thinks my work is ringan, I'm gonna confront her next week. If she doesn't like me here, I will dare her to sent me to Kementerian and let's see how she'll manage.
I thought of not going to work today. Wanted to divert the destination to Putra Gombak and go back to mom's place. However, on second thoughts, I'm not a quitter. I'm not that weak. I'll fight back and will try to do my best with my team to complete everything accordingly without anyone to rely on at the office. Allah will always be with me. Always..
It's 12.30 noon and it's a Friday. Back to work...
I got scolded badly yesterday by the big boss for something I'm not responsible of; that particular department kept on asking information while given too short of a notice to complete it whereby they knew damn well that all these things earlier when the new system was drafted (ingat staf kami 5 orang je seluruh negara?? beribu tahu tak.), I missed my 7.05 erl because my monthly pass buat hal.
While waiting for the train, my mind was racing thinking about the meeting at 9am. She left me nothing but he wanted answers and I'm the only officer representing my unit. The pressure was too hard to handle at the moment, so I broke down and cried at the station. If she still thinks my work is ringan, I'm gonna confront her next week. If she doesn't like me here, I will dare her to sent me to Kementerian and let's see how she'll manage.
I thought of not going to work today. Wanted to divert the destination to Putra Gombak and go back to mom's place. However, on second thoughts, I'm not a quitter. I'm not that weak. I'll fight back and will try to do my best with my team to complete everything accordingly without anyone to rely on at the office. Allah will always be with me. Always..
It's 12.30 noon and it's a Friday. Back to work...
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