Not enough..

While I was driving this morning, I heard from the radio that sex education during PLKN will be revised.

Generally, the purpose of sex education is to prevent the increasing case of illegal abortion and abandoning babies in the trash.. However, the community concerns that the education alone won't be enough to prevent all these problems. It will only induce the sex activity among the teenagers without getting preggie.

I learned that particular education from my secondary syllabus. No, my parents never thought me anything about this at all. I was 1st introduced to that thing during Form3's Science subject. It got deeper when I learn Biology.

My Biology teacher even asked the female students to draw the male's reproduction system and vice versa. She showed us condom, the birth control pills, how IUD is done. Tapi takla sampai tahap menyarungkan kondom pada pisang seperti dalam cerita Never Been Kissed ;)

Then it got more complicated when learning Biology during Matrix where I never got an A for that subject. Anyway, for those who don't take Biology for SPM, they still learn that in their SPM's Science subject. I had flipped through the science book and I discovered that Science subject for art students is just a combination of Physics, Chemistry and Biology subjects.

The sex education is already in the syllabus. The male and female reproduction system, how women get preggie, knowing the STDs, ways to control pregnancy, ways to conceive. Everyone learns that. It was just not called Sex Education.

The sad thing about this is, it happens among the Malay, the so-called Muslim..

Nauzubillah hi minzalik..

Spending $$$$

Seriously I need to buy a new handphone..
Eversince my phone was thrown during the accident a year ago, it's getting crazier and uglier..

Mine is a flip phone. I always slept on my phone with the flip opened.. It has all this big cracks at the join part..I guess, one day I'll wake up with my phone broken to 2 pieces..hehehe..

My ideal handphone is as slim and light as can be.. Easier to fit into my handbag..
I don't go for all the hi-tech gadget in it.. I just need the camera, mp3, sms, mms and application to write notes because my memory thing is getting rustier each day..

I am doing my personal budgeting for year 2009 now..
I have about RM150 extras each month after excluding all the expenses and savings..

I guess, if I managed to restrain myself from buying any accessories (clothes, handbags, shoes) for 6 months, I'll buy myself a new handphone as a birthday present..

Achievable? =)

~2009's wish list..

Depressed...

I need a time break...
Feels like running away to a secluded place and have no interaction with the outside world..

A friend once told me, keeping things to yourself and trying to please everyone around you will only hurt yourself in the end.. Yeah, it's true..

~Owh, my puffy eyes...

Melancholy....

It's just freaking sad when you tried to do something nice and the other person misunderstood for the other way round..

Then, just might else well keep things as usual because all you did are misapprehended as hurting the other person's ego..

Sigh..

I lurve weekends...

It's now 4.25 in the morning..

Since I slept quite early last nite, thought of waking up early to pack my clothes..
Leaving for PD later this afternoon..

I hate, I hate...

There is this workshop organized by my Dept.. Short notice were given to me which I have to substitute this other officer. Then I wanted to upgrade my room so that I can bring Ma along but they told me everything was fixed and nothing can be changed..

I've already made my plan to spend time with Ma this weekend. Thought of waking up a bit late and bermalas2an sms'ing Wan at 5am on Saturday morning like usual.

Mlsnyer...........

BTW, the hotel's name is Hotel Le Paris.. hehehe

Am still here, loved and beloved..

No wonder today's date seems so familiar..

A year ago, an accident nearly killed me.. If I wasnt lucky enough and that day was the day I should leave this world, I may have landed just a few feet from the kerb then I was gone..

I wouldnt be lying on my bed, listening to Anuar Zain's songs and typing this entry with a glistening engagement ring on my ring finger..

When you are at the brink of death, even you have only a few seconds to think, everything in your life gushes through your mind like a movie without a sound. People you love, things you've done, memories with the loved ones. Then you'll be wishing for another chance to live or maybe just an opportunity to see the one you love for one last time to tell them how much you love them.

The accident had made me to be more appreciative in life. I can control my temper better now. When I'm getting angry with anyone, I will think what if this is the last time you'll meet that person.

Talking about temper, I always remember this story Ma told me long ago. About a father telling his bad tempered son on how to control his temper. The father gave his son a wooden board and a box of nail.

Everytime the son got angry, the father asked him to embed a nail on the board. But each time he managed to control his temper and apologize, he can pull a nail from the board. Later, the board was fulled with nails. The son realized how many people he had hurt so he's trying to control his temper. Nails on the board were getting lesser each day.

And one day, there was no nail at all. He excitedly showed his father the board. The father asked him to feel the board with his fingers. And the father said, you had hurt people around you when you got angry but later you apologized. However, everytime you got angry, you actually left a scar in their hearts like the holes in the board. (Lebih kurang macma tu lah ceritanya :)

Anyway, life is short. You'll never know when is your time to go.

So love everyone in your life and live the life the way you are asked to, to the fullest.

I dont cook..

I just ate this delicious mee goreng cooked by Ma..

Amazingly, she can cook it in barely 15 mins.. One time I heard the lesung banging and 10mins later when I went to the kitchen, there it was packed it the brown paper nasi lemak style..

Ma really amazes me on how she manages to cook a few dishes at 1 time..
When I tried to do the same, one ended hangus and the other ended up tak sedap...
30 over years of experiences may have made her efficient in doing so, but still some people stay at the same stage..

Ma likes to modify anything she learned from the book or the cooking show according to her taste and ours..
Her spaghetti has cili padi in it and not as sour as the Italian style.. But we love it so much ;)

I'm still in the process of learning how to cook.. When I was in my Uni years, I used to do the cooking thing quite a lot when I went back home during weekends.. But I noticed that I haven't done much ever since.. Especially after I went back from DPA.. Hmmph, not good..

I will be a wife in less than a year.. Ma said, I should be preparing myself from now on..

For now, when I'm so tired after the long journey back home from the office, I can just lay down and fall asleep waking up the next morning not affecting anyone.. Ma is there to do the cooking and the house thing.. But later when I have a husband and a home to take care of, even how tired I am, the duty is mine as a wifey..

Anyway, to my dear future husband,
Just want you to know that,
I love to clean and tidy things up but cooking is not my thing..
I can cook but I cant promise you that it'll turn nice all the time..
I have a very severe PMS every month which will make me into a very cranky and sensitive person..
I hate people who mess things around the house like leaving the sugar jar opened..
I have migraine when I don't eat my meal on time..
I cannot siang the fish because it'll make my hands itchy..hehehe
And to be a the good wife is my promise to you...

Temuduga...

Saya pergi temuduga tapisan keselamatan tadi.. Luckily, KKM takde soalan di Parlimen, takdelah rase bersalah for leaving my partner all alone kat Parlimen..

Neway, semua yang korang kate soalan temuduga tapisan keselamatan tu kacang, dusta belaka sebab soalan2 saya macam nak interview masuk kerja..

Beberapa contoh soalan:

1. Apa itu definisi Rahsia?
2. Apa yang anda faham dengan Akta Rahsia Rasmi?

(Oh, saya sungguh tidak ada ayat exam..Cuma boleh terangkan secara bahasa pasar)

Then after soalan2 tentang peribadi (termasuk lah no.IC tunang ;), datanglah soalan2 yang bagi saya, saya rela lagi disuruh berdiri tegak and baca Rukun Negara seperti yang Mala buat semasa menemuduga orang..hehehe

1. Apakan pandangan anda terhadap senario politik Malaysia?
2. Apakah yang menjadi kebimbangan anda terhadap keadaan politik Malaysia masa kini?
3. Bagaimana hubungan anda dengan rakan bangsa lain? Boleh berikan 2 nama rakan yang bukan berbangsa Melayu.

Dan 5-6 lagi soalan yang lebih kurang macam tu...

Untunglah saya dah pergi BTN, and semua jawapan adalah ayat2 fasilitator BTN..

Ayoyo...
Adakah ini soalan2 tricky untuk menguji saya berada di pihak mana?
Or adakah ini nak menguji how discreetly I am in giving my opinions?
I was in there for 45 mins!!! Sampai Emma, my pengadil cakap, "Pesal ko lama sangat dating dalam tu.." And Emma went in there afterward merely 15mins..

Ma telah menakutkan saya dengan mengatakan I should have said,

I am entitled to my own opinions and I would not disclose them to anyone..

Waaa, saya kini sudah takut..
Should I or should I not tell him what I've been asked?
Korang rasa ni soalan2 trick ker?

Sebelum ditemuduga as calon, saya berpengalaman jadi pengadil Emma Khamis lepas..
Again, soalan2 THE BOMB..

Apakah kekuatan beliau?
Adakah beliau seorang yang suka memimpin atau dipimpin?
Apakah beliau seorang pemimpin yang baik?
Bagaimana beliau memimpin sesuatu kumpulan?
Adakah beliau layak memegang jawatan sekarang?

Wow, my mind was not prepared for those sort of questions.. Tapi goreng sajelah..

Hmm, I'm worried...

Yang takutnya, Tuan ASP tu senyum jer sepanjang2 saya copy-paste hujah2 fasilitator BTN.. Tak tahu nak jangka saya cakap salah atau tidak... How he sees me when I'm saying all those things..

Takuuuuuutttttttnyer..................

Murderer..

Yer, pagi tadi saya telah melakukan massacre terhadap sekumpulan semut api di atas meja saya dengan melekat2 mereka di salotep..

Yucks, semut api beribu2 lemon di tong sampah..
Bila dikorek2 tong sampah itu, hanya lah ade kulit gula2 and APPLE CORE..
Senegara semut2 api itu telah mengadakan party besar2an di tong sampah saya..

Masalahnya dengan pasukan cleaner di KKM ini, pekerja2nya banyak lari and kekurangan staff..
Sepertimana masalah taman perumahan di Kajang yang Alam Flora hanya mengutip sampah sekali seminggu, begitulah yang dihadapi di Bhgn saya ini juga..

Pagi tadi lalu Pantry Room, wekkkk,(jadi macam Farah kejap..) Busuk amat2 tong sampahnyer.. Bayangkanlah sampah2 makanan yang tak dikutip 2 hari masa cuti hari minggu.. Eeeee, memang busuk gilers...

Dulu vacuum tiap hari, sekarang memang seminggu sekali.. And di tempat kerani tu akan ada salji2 bulat hasil dari menebuk lubang kertas.. Sigh..

Sampai biler keadaan ini akan berterusan...

~kadang2 pelik, takleh ke tebuk kertas tu menghala ke dalam wastebin?

Yaya (T) = Yaya Tembam..

Ini bakal suami saya :)

Kiri adalah Papa saya dan kanan adalah Mama saya juga adalah tukang jahit baju tunang saya ini :)
Terer kan dia?

Jutt dan Noni, besfren masa DPA

Ini Mama saya, orang yang terpenting dalam hidup saya :)

Ini saya, bakal isteri K@m@rul Redzu@n N@li

Lelaki oh lelaki..

See this empty bottle..
You'll see this thing will remain empty for the next few days..

Don't know what happen to the guys here in my office.
They just doesn't have the initiative to get things done without being asked.
I got irritated because I need to go all the way in front to clear my thirst, so I change this thing myself.. Saya angkat botol 5 gelen ini dan menukarnye..

Tak percaya?
Tak kuasa dah everytime dah kosong, nak suruh orang tukar..

Tau, tau, perempuan tak sepatutnya angkat benda berat2.. Tapi balak mase kat Ulu Kinta tu jauh lebih berat dari botol ni..

Ini ialah jarak perjalanan nya.. Aderla dlm 10m..

I always change this early in the morning.. Maybe I should do this during semua guy's staff ade. Baru lar mereka rasa tercabar. Tak gitu?

Woi, nak dapat pahala kene buat senyap2 ar... hahahaha

Romance, do they last?

It's almost 10 and I haven't touch anything on my desk today.. Ouch..

Anyway, I have finished reading Mitch Albom's, For One More Day and reading another by Nicholas Sparks, Dear John..

Call me a sentimentalist for I used to be a sucker for romance novel. English romance novel. Having sisters 8, 7 and 4 years older, I first started reading Judith McNaught when I was 10 when I saw they were so engrossed with it. Lots of thing I didn't understand that time but I just cont on reading and rereading all over again when I get older.

Then, I was lost in Jeffrey Archer's. I finished reading As the Crow Flies in just 2 days. Lecture notes were put away and time were spent reading Archer's novels that I borrowed from the library.

After Uni years, I noticed that I haven't read much.. Most of the time were spent 'SMS'ing Wan..Hehehe.. Till now..

Mitch Albom's For One More Day is as good as Tuesdays With Morrie. A simple book with deep, strong words that touches your heart. For those who have issues with their mothers, I suggest you read this book. Then you'll realize a mother's sacrifices you have long forgotten..

I always like Nicholas Spark's.. Romance novel written from a man's point of view differs from the usual McNaught's, Steel's, Garwood's, Deveroux's and many others.

Talking about romance and stuff, I was rummaging a box inside my cupboard a few days back. Things from my past, cards, dried flowers, eccentric notes passed during classes, autograph books and this letter I received when I was 14 from a secret admirer.

I was popular in school for being the pure, obedient and excel student. The summary for that is a NERD..haha.. But my clique during that time were from those who were popular-because-they-are-pretty type of people.. Nerd nerd pun, I had a very hunky boyfriend mase tu tau..hehehe..

Therefore it was something bizarre for receiving letter from a secret admirer because I was just a boringplainjane during school years. The words in it were nicely formed that made me terawang2 when I read it..hahaha.. He even wrote "I like u" all over my table and on the blackboard..

The secret admirer asked to meet but I didn't show up. Then everything stopped..

But I still kept his letter for remembrance ;)

Wan never wrote me a love letter. He's a man who doesn't write but he had done and said so many lovely things..

When I was going away for OBS, he waited till the bus was no longer seen.

He surprised me on the morning I was leaving for Tentera Module and waited till the bus left.

He is willing to stroll in the rain to get me things.

He wakes up early everyday because he needs to arrive at my house to pick me up to work.

He sings in the phone to cheer me up..

Surprises me with flowers and gifts..

Concerns when I'm not eating my meal on time because I'll have migraine later..

And yesterday, when I said, "Air bandung ni manis sangat lar"
He replied spontaneously, "Manis lagi gefren abg".. Awwwwwww.....

Nonie said this honeymoon years I'm having now will finally comes to an end, because the guy will no longer bother to do all those things anymore.. Hmmm...

But I have seen couples who remain having romantic relationship even after 20 years of marriage. The hubby calls and texts when they are apart, flourish with cheeky notes and gifts..
I guess, they are the lucky ones.. And that relationship does exist..

~Praying for the best..

Forgive me, for I have sinned..

I have sinned for wasting time today ;)

This is Ron.. Given to me by a darling friend of mine on my birthday last year..
The card wrote :

Yaya,
You're sweet, kind and charming.
You're simply one in a million.

Nice words eh.. Told you he's a charmer..

My birthday fell on a public holiday last year, so Ron was placed on my table a few days before..

I get to know this friend during PTD Unggul. We're in the same LDK and end up in the same Ministry.. A nice friend to be with.. He speaks his mind (dengan sgguh emosi kdg2 ;), he reads and we think alike.. (kan, kan ;)

Although we don't talk much anymore and spending less time together, u r one of a kind. Dont work too hard ya. Nanti makin kurus..

Keep on being a charmer =)

For the sake of menanggung kerja..

Engagement should be a discreet ceremony known only by family members and close friends. Neway, for those who read my blog, I'm getting engage tomorrow.. And I'm still at work today..

I am menanggung kerja so I cant take leave for 28 days from the date start. If I did take leave, the date will restart on the day after I took leave and the payment will also starts on that day.. So, for the sake of the payment, I am here resting my butt on this chair..

Yang tak acinya, Wan took 2days off.. Today and Monday.. Sleepy and tired from last nite's staying up adding beads on my baju tunang, I had to force myself to wake up and drove to Putrajaya.. I bring along my baju sebab tak habis lagi sewing those beads. Tu lar gatal.. Ngade adding another section of beading work on my baju and I thought I can finish it last night. Too bad, I dozed off with the tv and light on till morning.

Thought of going back early today but I have a meeting later in the afternoon.
I may have to stay up again tonight making sure everything is proper and the house is neat and clean for the occasion tomorrow. Sis Yana will arrive today. Hope Bro Pian is willingly rajin to help around..

I'm so sleepy and not in the mood of doing anything today.. I should have been at home today helping Ma.. =(

~Shite, I have pimple on my nose... Grrrrrrrrrr

Gaji dah masuk yer..

Today is payday..If I haven't any emergency to get a new eyeliner I wouldn't have gone to Alamanda.
As what I've been observing for the past a year++, Alamanda will be full with people a few days before pay day (that is to finish up all the remaining cents they have) and on the day and a few days after the salary is banked in (to belanja sakan).

We ate at Rasa which is unbelievably lots of empty tables compare to ordinary days. Well, I guess, payday means deserving more expensive food other than typical nasi+lauk+sayur. All the fast foods were full house as what I expected.

It's ok for me to eat at cheaper place. (Siap bawa termos ada air sarsi sejuk.) As long as I have carbs, protein, lots of vegies and went back to the office with a full tummy..

Well, I am not buying any new shoes or clothes, strictly. Sampaila habis semua preparation nak kahwin ni which is another 9 to 10 months to go..hehe.. Just realized that I have too much to wear.

My clothes are piling up and none were given to the unfortunates. (Been taken good care of my clothes and havent gain any weight or height since secondary)

~Esok abg nak air sarsi ke air mango? hehe

50 Natural Highs

Think about them one at a time BEFORE going on to the next one.........
IT DOES MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, especially the thought at the end.

1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Finding the sweater you want is on sale for half price.
12. Chocolate milkshake. (or vanilla!)
13. A long distance phone call.
14. A bubble bath.
15. Giggling.
16. A good conversation.
17. The beach.
18. Finding a 20 note in your coat.
19. Laughing at yourself.
20. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
21. Running through sprinklers.
22. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
23. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
24. Laughing at an inside joke.
25. Friends.
26. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
27. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
28. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
29. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
30. Playing with a new puppy.
31. Having someone play with your hair.
32. Sweet dreams.
33. Hot chocolate.
34. Road trips with friends.
35. Swinging on swings.
36. Wrapping presents under the Christmas tree while eating cookies anddrinking your favorite tipple.
37. Song lyrics printed inside your new CD so you can sing along without feeling stupid.
38. Going to a really good concert.
39. Making eye contact with a cute stranger
40. Winning a really competitive game.
41. Making chocolate chip cookies.
42. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
43. Spending time with close friends.
44. Seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends.
45. Holding hands with someone you care about.
46. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad)never change
47. Riding the best roller coasters over and over.
48. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired
present from you.
49. Watching the sunrise.
50. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.

Life..

Siapa yang macam ni tiap hari???

Hope To Come Here Again

I went for my Umrah 10 years ago along with the rest of the family plus my arwah opah but without Sis Yana who was still in Belfast that time and .

I miss this place terribly. If I had the money, I wouldn't want to go anywhere else other than here. No Paris, UK, New York, New Zealand bla, bla, bla but only the Holy Land of Mekah.

I remember it was during Malaysian Commonwealth Games, we were already on the plane to Madinah. I was in Form 2 and my youngest brother was just in Std 1.

I remember how I burst into tears the 1st time I set eyes on Kaabah. Even my 7 year old Bro Wan was crying. How lucky I am to ever set foot here.

Anyway, being so young and lack a other few things, we (Sis Yani, Sis Yanti and I) sometimes treated the Umrah macam melancong and didn't make full use of the time we had to make as much umrah as we could. I regret that till now. After Subuh prayer we always went shopping.. Hee..

I remember we always woke up late. The Subuh azan was recited twice. The 1st time is like a waking call and the 2nd one is the real Subuh azan. My sweet arwah opah always the 1st one to wake up and prepare herself but she had to wait for the lazy grand daughters to get ready instead.

Ape lagi, kami akan berjalan laju2 supaya tak lewat solat Subuh berjemaah. Sekali dengan opah kena jalan laju dengan kami. Miracle nye berada di Mekah and Madinah, semua sakit2 hilang. Sakit kaki opah pun takde and boleh jalan laju dengan kami.

Cepat Opah, nanti lambat.

Sian Opah.I miss those moments. 10 years ago, Sis Yani was 21, Sis Yanti was 18 and Bro Pian was 13.

After the 1st umrah, kedua-duanye botak kepala and ade ade dua "toyol" bersama2 kami. Bila Pa, Bro Pian and Bro Wan jalan sama2, they looked so cute together..

I wish to go here again. I'm saving up my money and nak ajak Abg pergi sekali lepas kahwin ;) InshaAllah

It's all about money

Eating outside is not cheap these days.
Nasi+lauk= minimum is RM5
Drinks=RM2.

Inclusive of breakfast, total round up will make it RM10 per day.
Assuming we work 22days per month (minus the weekends), minimum is RM220.
For my new monthly budget, I just put RM150 for food. (Gee, getting married is no joke. It's all about $$)

A cheapskate I am. I bring my own home made breakfast and don't buy any drink during lunch. (kan Abg?) I drink when I get back to my office. And I have the 5-10mins gap of no drink after eating. (Seriously it's true, my nutrition lecturer, Prof. Suriah said:
No bath or drink after heavy meals will prevent us from getting buncit.
And I practice those tips during my degree years, betul menjadi. You can ask my housemate, I ate a lot and remained having flat tummy. No sit-up or exercise were done during that period of time.
And during DPA, those tips were left undone. And now, excess baggage on my tummy. *sigh*

Anyway, how to save money and still have a full tummy:
1) Bawa bekal which need full commitments to wake up early to prepare for your food.
2) Don't order drinks and bring along your tumbler to the cafe.

Well, Papa has sensitive stomach. He cant eat outside food. So Mama had to prepare his lunch EVERYDAY. Although his office was in Tabung Haji Building, he still hit the road at 6.30am to avoid the jam at Jln Kuching. So Mama had to wake up at 5.30am to cook fresh food or heated what we ate during dinner the previous night.

Eventhough Papa is no longer working, Mama just cant make herself sit doing nothing after her Subuh prayer. She will pack me breakfast. (Sometimes I did it myself.) When she has the time, she will cook yummy nasi goreng or mee goreng or bihun goreng. or most of the time, she packs me wholemeal bread with peanut butter and jelly. Saving me a few bucks per day.

It is what the wives did during those days eh. Woke-up early to prepare breakfast and lunch for the family to save a few bucks and providing good food, settle-up the laundry and hung them to dry before went to work, get the children ready for school, yada, yada, yada... Mama used to do all those things and she even sewed our baju kurung for four girls.

Being a career woman and having the money to have maids and buy everything from the shop making them do less and less work as a wife. Planning of getting married next year, make me think of lots of things. Am I able to do all those things Mama did back then. It may be too early to think about kids but I dont want my kids to spend more time with my maid rather than with me. (IF I have to take a maid. Because Wan doesnt like the idea of having maid. If taknak maid, kene rajin2 buat kerja rumah tau)

~Tak nak jadi housewife. I want to have money on my own. But what is money when you can't give love to your children kan??

Berlagak, sombong atau PR yang tidak mantap

Walaupun wedding nya lambat lagi, saya mula membuat sikit2 for the big day. A friend suggested Kh****** for wedding photographer. She said, Dia Melayu yang best. hantar je email pada die minta quotation.

Okey fine. thanx. So I did, but this was what he replied,

maaf kami tak layan permintaan sebut harga dan digunakan sebagai untuk perbandingan harga.. sekiranya anda betul2 berminat sila buat appoinment.maaf sekali lagi.

Ape tu? tak layan permintaan sebut harga? sekiranya betul2 berminat? Kita sebagai pengguna, of course we compare prices. Unless kita ni billionnaire yang duitnya mati and hidup semula 10 kali pun tak habis2 boleh pick and pay siapa2 yang kita nak. tak tahu harga, macam mane nak tahu if kita betul2 berminat.

Saya pun melenting sebab orang lain yang berlainan bangsa dan agama pun melayan kita dengan friendly and tak sombong macam ni. Seperti biasa, I replied back dengan ayat2 yang tidak emo tapi penuh sarcasm.

Agaknya mamat tu pun bengang, die reply dengan quotation yang diminta. Pergh, jangan harap aku nak engage kau. Sombong, berlagak!! Ikut hati, nak publish nama dia kat sini. Tapi nant kene saman pulak. Ehehe..

Kalau macam ini la dia treat customer yang datang approach, lama2 boleh lingkup dengan attitude macam ni.

Clue, nama dia start dengan huruf K berakhir dengan I

What's wrong with me..

I realized I had mood these few days. I was easily irritated, I got angry often, and then I cried for no reason.

The jam was terrible yesterday. I was cursing all the way, why in the h*** the cars weren't moving at all. I felt like honking my car to make them move.

Then, I started to blame everything around me.

Why did I decided to live sooooooooooo far away from my workplace..

Why is everyone wants to drive a car..

Why is Malaysia's public transport so damn lousy.

Why Malaysia has so many stupid drivers who like to take the emergency lane and dengan muka tak malu nak mintak masuk pulak bila emergency lane tu dah habis.

Kenapa polis Malaysia tak saman je semua stupid driver yang suka amik emergency lane yang suka ambil hak orang ni..

Why are these drivers wont stick to their lanes because changing lanes are making the jam even more worse.

Kenapa lah bos suruh pegi miting yang langsung tak memerlukan kehadiran saya di sana yang mana saya hanye melayan perasaan, menulis list2 jemputan kawin and berfikir baju kawin macam mana saya nak pakai mase wedding nanti instead of dengar members of the meeting quarel?

Why, why, why........

And then, bila masuk waktu Maghrib, I ate the kurma which I left in my car for this particular purpose. Nak minum air, sedar yang my water bottle takde. someone must have removed it. I started cursing again. Siapa pulak yang gatal2 bawa keluar botol air aku ni. Geram. Kurma manis tu melekat kat tekak and di kala itu, saya masih berada di Jln Loke Yew. Another 15km to my home sweet home.<

And for no reason at all, I cried. Not only that I crying softly, I was sobbing all the way. Kereta lembab depan tiba2 membuat saya kembali marah. Dahla slow teramat macam kura2, drive kat lane paling kanan then semua kereta potong depan die. Saya yang tengah marah, mencucuk kereta tersebut dari belakang and bila ade peluang, I overtook from left. Saya tau, memang kurang beretika bila overtake belah kiri tapi saya teramat marah semalam.

It was almost 8 and I was still stucked in Jalan Kuching, the forever and ever hectic road. Nape jam sangat ni? Orang2 semua dah start balik kampung ke?

Geram, geram.....

Radio yang dah lame terpadam sebab asyik keluar lagu2 yang same je kembali saya on kan. Tukar radio IKIM. Terdengar bacaan ayat2 suci al-Quran and jiwa kembali tenang.


In the end, I reached home after 8. Sampai2 je di rumah, mama opened the door. Tiba2 aje, saya berkata, "KL ni memang giler"

Mama kata, "Sabar, puasa itu mengajar kite bersabar"

Saya naik atas tukar baju and solat. Then turun makan kueh teow mama yang sangat sedap sampai 2 pinggan. hmmmmm, sedap hingga menjilat jari..

I know I have hurt many people around me. Especially Him.. Kesian dia, sentiasa menjadi mangsa kemarahan saya. Sorrryyyyy.... Saya tak macam ni kan dulu. Lepas raya ni, things should turn back to normal..

I think the jam are turning me into an evil woman.

Vroom, vroom...

Sometimes we hate them..
Sometimes we pity them,
And sometimes we admire them..

The motorbikers..

I hate them when they mencelah-celah masa traffic jam sampai langgar side mirror and never bother to say sorry..
I hate them when they ride slowly in the middle of the lane during bumper to bumper and ruang depan dia tu memang 5 lori 10 roda pun boleh muat..
I hate them when they never check their back lights and remain rosak, we cannot see them during night time..
I hate them when they never signal to change lanes..
I hate them when they honk so aggressively when we are about to change lanes during bumper to bumper as if dia lagi 2inci nak langgar kereta kita, padahal dia honk sebab menggangu progress dia yang sedang speeding di celah2 kereta.

I pity them when their bikes broke down in the middle of no where along the highway and they have to push their bikes to the safest place..
I pity them when they have to shelter themselves under the fly over during thunderstorm..
I pity them when they have to stop by the roadside to wear their raincoats when they see the clouds are turning grey..
I pity them when Mommy, Daddy, 1st sis and 2nd bro ride the same motorbike.. Bahaya tau... Maybe that's the only transport they have and kos naik bas 4 orang lagi mahal dari duit minyak motor..

I admire the MARRIED couple peluk2 while riding the bike to work.. Romantik ;)
I admire the husband help fasten and unfasten the helmet for his wife or child.. Sweet...

And mereka yang konvoi motor balik Kelantan memang selamber minum air bila stop di gas station di bulan puase.. Hahahaha

Ribbit...!

Pernah tak makan gula-gula ni?
Masa saya kecik2 dulu, gula2 ni favourite sekeluarga. Tapi biasa la, papa mana bagi kami makan banyak2.. Paling banyak dapat pun, 2biji je kot. If nak lebih, beli guna $$$ sendiri. Tak kejam lah, cuma tak nak bagi gigi anak2 die rongak..

Tapi dunia dikejutkan dengan berita kehadiran melamine dalam product makanan yang ditambah supaya menunjukkan kandungan protein yang tinggi. Gula2 ni pun detected ade melamine tau. Jutt stop eating this sweet ok..

Untuk satu tempoh masa sejak pindah ke KL tahun 1990an dulu, lama tak makan gula2 ni sebab susah nak dapat and mahal. Tapi masa di DPA hari tu, makan dekat 10 biji kot. Jutt bagi..
Huhuhu...

DPA dah sebulan berlalu, dan saya masih sehat. Hopefully tak de ape2..

Anyway, saya bengang dengan consumers yang salah tengok fon number yang KKM published dalam surat khabar..
Instead of 8883 3503, mereka dial 8883 3603.. Dah la tu, they were a bit rude and takde fon manners. Xde hello terus serang "Saya mau tanya itu apa lagi itu China's ban product"..

And saya yang pada pagi itu tak sempat lagi bace surat khabar terpinga2 sebentar.. Kenapelah dapat call pasal product makanan pulak di Bhg. Perolehan. Kami procure food stuff untuk hospital je. Terus tengok Star Online..
Ni mesti kes orang bace surat khabar tak pakai speck mata. Then later on, I still received "Ape lagi itu China ban products?"

Hmmm.......

Rikko, Aishiteru..

I just finished watching this Japs drama titled Zettai Kareshi (Absolute Boyfriend)..
When Bro Pian asked me to watch it, I was like so very the malas..
Apa ni, cerita pasal ideal boyfriend robot?? tak realistik nye. Tapi sebab adik dah beria-ria suruh kan, tengok ajerlah. Nanti tak tengok, kecik hati pulak. Habis jer 1 episod, I was craving for more.. Nak lagi, nak lagi!!

For me, memang best ah.. Dahla hero die yummy and cute.. Ade la jugak babak yang kurang realistik and tak boleh diterima dek akal seperti macammne robot boleh develop feelings. Abaikan jer lah. Kata pun cerita kan. Samelar macam, terminator boleh ade sifat belas kasihan.

Kebelakangan ini, ada la 2-3 my friend buat entry about filem2 di Malaysia ni.

I was a drama addict before. Dah start kerja ni, takde masa sangat nak follow semua drama. Boyfriend lagi nak layan ;)
Anyway, I watched almost everything (sebab tu lah result exam kurang cemerlang ). Soap opera cina, Latin America, Jepun, Korea, M'sian. Nasiblah dulu takde Astro, kalau tak, I'll be glued in front of the tv whole day.

Sebagai pengkritik yang kurang bertauliah, drama2 di Malaysia ni sememang kene creative la sikit. Untuk ulasan yang lebih, boleh baca entry kawan saya 1 dan 2.. tak la condemn habis2an cerita arahan orang Malaysia, ada pengarah yang boleh tahan juga ceritanya .

Saya cuma nak komen tentang kreatifnya cerita Jepun ni. Apart from the actors yang sangat menjiwai watak, jalan cerita dia sangat best. Sudah tentu, tak semua cerita dia blockbuster tapi persamaan dalam pengisian nya sinonim untuk setiap cerita: Hubungan baik keluarga, ketaatan dan cinta kepada negara, sikap sivic, hubungan baik dengan jiran. Ambil contoh cerita Korea yang tak abis2 dok promote negara dia. Kesudahannya, berjuta pelancong datang Korea sebab nak tengok lokasi penggambaran drama Winter Sonata. Dan Korea Selatan dah jadi negara maju padahal negara tersebut lebih mundur dari Malaysia 15 tahun yang lepas. (Tahu tak, pelakon di Korea Selatan ada kelas untuk belajar menangis?)

Pengisian dalam cerita Jepun pun tak terlalu direct. Actions do speak louder than words. If cara nasihat dalam drama terlalu straighforward pun bosan. And warning, ending drama-drama jepun sangat unpredictable and tak terlalu stereotype.

Anyway, if you have the chance to watch any of Japs Drama, look for what I've mention above. Betul tak ade perkara2 tersebut. Tengokla drama die yang berunsur kekeluargaan, mesti akan menangis punyer lah.

~Akantare and Oshin. TV9 ulang tayang Oshin pun ade orang yang still ikut kan?

I'm not crazy...

Don't you think it's crazy to travel back and forth to Putrajaya from Selayang? How far is it? 45km? or is it 50km?

To be exact, it is 45km..
The toll is RM3.20 per day and the car needs about RM60-RM70 petrol per week..

No, I don't think it is a crazy idea at all..

I love being at home with Mama and the rest of the family.. Mommy's daughter? Tak boleh berada jauh from your parents? Nak escape bayar rent or laundry?

Seriously, tinggal dengan parents bukan boleh goyang kaki ok.. My house doesn't have a maid which I can command to do all the housechores.. Mama and Papa are not getting younger.. I give more pocket money to them as substitutes for electricity, water, food and rent.. I have curfews which I have to obey ( home before 7pm ).. Weekends, hmmph, tak boleh lah nak bangun lambat sangat sampai pukul 10, 11..

No, I'm not complaining..

Having a mother to kiss and hug every morning before you go to work is priceless.. Having her to pray that you have a safe journey everyday is nonexchangeable..

If I were given a chance to get a salary of RM10K per month but I have to be thousands of miles away from my family, would I accept it?

The answer is a simple NO..

Luxury, wealth and fame are not the things I would die for.. Sure, money is important, I won't deny that but living in modesty is the way I was trained through out my life.. Masa zaman sekolah dulu, I have friends who really go all out to buy branded clothes.. Dia tak la kaya pun, tapi barang-barang die semua branded.

If you can afford it, it's ok lar. Tapi bila benda ni dah jadi main priority in life because you want people to look up on you because of your appearance, then it's all wrong.. Saya dapat merasa pakai barang-barang branded pun mase after SPM. Masa tu kakak2 dah kerja and dapat la pocket money from them every month. Kalau tak, I was only given RM5 per week untuk makan and beli barang2 yang tidak di'approve oleh parents..

Parents too strict?
Masa tu memangla rasa why were my parents macam tu even though they can afford it.
Why made me wear hand-down clothes and use hand-down schoolbags..
Why made me wear my brother's huge t-shirt while everyone was wearing cute2 baby tee.. The questions kept coming and never ended..

When I entered Uni year, I lived with my scholarship money. No more pocket money from my parents.. Mase matrix gile2 study supaya boleh dapat scholarship and tak perlu ambil PTPTipu.. Masa ni lah merasa betapa penting nya duit ni.. If beli unnecessary things, then I'll end up having nothing to buy dinner. Nak minta dengan parents, malu. Jadi, bila dah habis semester and ada duit baki, baru la I lavish myself a bit. Tapi masa tu pulak, dah rasa taknak belanja sebab sayang dengan duit yang simpan tu.

At the end of the day, I learned that my parents were not being tightfisted. They are making me learned from day 1 to know the value of money. Mama selalu cakap, ade duit banyak, simpan, beli property, beli tanah. Beli aset jangan beli liability macam kereta and ayat favourite Mama, "If berlaku ape2, ade tanah boleh bercucuk tanam, tp if ade baju banyak, baju boleh makan?" Ehehehe..

I thank them so much for bringing me up this way. I dont mind at all not wearing a Zara blouse or a Coach handbag or driving my Kenari for the next 10 years..

I don't mind being in an infamous Department or Ministry and hardly meet The Minister or The KS*U, or the K*N never complimented my SLIDE SHOW MARVELOUS (Ehehe, oops) As long as I can do my job well. It may sound very unostentatious, but I love my family and my life more.

In The Mood Of L.O.V.E

I received this in my email this morning..

An Amazing Love Story

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys were chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything. She felt uncomfortable. She thought, "please, let me go home.... "

Suddenly he asked the waiter. 'Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.'

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously; 'Why do you have this hobby?'

He replied:

'When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there'.

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.

A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.

Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.

That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands;

he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him!

Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffeee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:

My dearest,
please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt.
It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..

Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you.

Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again.Her tears made the letter totally wet.

One day, someone asked her: What's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet, she replied..

LOVE is
Not to forget but to forgive
Not to see but to understand
Not to hear but to listen
Not to let go but to HOLD ON...
Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.

Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
>Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "That's her"

~My awaits have been worth while

Close escape..

I nearly peed in my pants this morning.. Ahaha.. While I was driving along Jln Istana, suddenly I had this urgency alarming me- TOILET, TOILET!!

Then I sped all the way to Putrajaya.. Phew, neeearly I told you..

8 glasses of water during your sahur is so wrong.. Well is not wrong, you can drink as many as you want, but what's the point of it if all the water not needed at that time is secreted out of your body..

One needs to consume at least 8 glasses of water A DAY.. Not 8 glasses in 1 hour (an advice given by a Hot FM DJ ) That's what I learned during my nutrition classes..

In an hour, your body may need maybe around 2-3 glasses of plain water.. The water needed for that period of time is kept in your system and selebihnye will be washed off.. Therefore, consume water bit by bit after break fast..

Same goes for water soluble vitamins.. Water soluble vitamins which is Vitamin B and C is recommended to be taken more than the dosage required because the excessive will be secreted in the urine.. However, taking too much such as 1000mg of vitamin C a day will hay wire your system.. Well, when the body is so use to have a lot, when suddenly you stop the usual dosage, deficiency may occur even though the dosage taken is what the RDI suggested.. The body only needs 60mg of Vit.C/day.. therefore, 250mg per day as supplement is sufficient enough..

Entry Nutrition la pulak..

~I miss doing nutrition thingy... :(

Dah hari Rabu...

Ni bukan blog time ngulat.. Tapi tgh blur nak buat minit ceraian.. Take a break jap..

Tak sangka dah ari Rabu and hari ke10 kite puasa.. Hari ni saya 1st day puase.. *wink*
Kena awal and akhir Ramadhan, banyak lagi kene ganti ni tahun ni.. Saya sangat lapar.. Biskut Iko dlm drawer pun nampak sungguh yummy2..Sebab 1st day puase kan, asyik nk capai botol air je bile dahaga.. Help!!

Bile tgk chocolate chip cookies kt Facebook pun boleh terliur..
Saya sgt suke chocolate chip cookies.. Tesis final year saya pun pasal chocolate chip cookies..

Penggunaan Pengganti Lemak dan Pengganti Gula dalam Produk Biskut..

Turn out die sangat tak best.. Biskut jd sgt kering.. Guna lah chocolate chip yg paling mahal di dunia pn, biskut tu tetap tak sedap.. Anyway, saya ade penemuan baru.. Chipsmore yang lemau, chip coklat die lebih melt in your mouth.. tak caye, cube try test...

~Ramadhan tahun depan dah bkn lagi dgn Mama and Papa.. kene fikir menu sahur and berbuka.. Aiyak!

PPTD dan logo..

Sticker cermin PPTD RM5, emblem RM60

Mak ai, bapak mahal.. If bawa keta BMW ke, Mercedes ke, baru la cun pakai emblem.
Ni setakat pakai kenari, forget it lah..

What is it about PPTD and it's logo that all these young PTD are so eager about?
Is it about fame? or is it sincerely because of the spirit of PTD? Sebab saya tgk, PTD yang tua2 mane letak logo PPTD tu kat kereta.. Jarang2 and kadang2..

Sure, I'm proud of being a PTD but displaying it on my car is hmph, belum lagi.. Setakat sticker kt cermin tu, okey la kot..
(No offense to those who did)

My sister was the dentist at this K hospital in KL.. Well, PTDs and docs dont go well.. What could I say, she hates the young PTDs who work there.. Neither are most of the docs.. She said some of them are dumb, arrogant and think they are so great and elite..

Kawan2 PTD, kenape jadi macam ni?? 1 case scenario, this 1 PTD is transferred to that hospital and she demanded a special parking space for her.. All the docs went WHAT??!!
Mengade giler..Even doctors pun kene parking bersepah2..dahla parking space memang amat problematic di hospital K berkenaan.. nape die begitu...?? Mencemar kan name ptd saje...

Ignorant me, I only knew the existence of PTD when I was in my final year degree.. Being a science base student, I thought PTD are only meant for those in art stream. (Tu mase zaman Papa masuk servis tahun 70an dulu..)

Mase isi borang SPA8, my friend asked,

Friend: Perkhidmatan Tadbir dan Diplomatik ni ape?
Me: Ala, PTD ni yang jadi duta2 tu lar(Well, word Diplomatik is so significant with being an ambassador or a consulate..)
Friend: Bdk2 science stream macam kite leh apply ker?
Me: boleh kot (zzzzzz)

And that was almost 3 years ago..

Anyway, nak dipendekkan cerita, kawan2 saya hampir semuanye kaje swasta.. And ade sebahagian daripada mereka ini yang sangat tidak amik tahu tentang skim2 perkhidmatan dalam kerajaan.. When they asked me for my business card, ini yang saya dengar:

Friend: Weh Yaya, ko penat2 amik dgree, ko jd Penolong Setiausaha jer? Weh, jd penolong setiausaha pun ade card ke?
Me: Ko ingat, secretary ni sume secretary jawab calls kt ofis tu ker?? Abis tu, Secretary PBB tu wat keje bancuh kopi.
Friend: Oooooo, x eh.. Bis tu, ko jadi Diplomatik, nape ko tak gi London ker jadi duta?? Baru best sikit.

Me: (Irritated)

Kesimpulannye, orang kerja swasta xkenal pun PTD ni ape.. PTD ni hanye glamer dalam Public Service.. Jumpe kawan2 mama kat mesjid, bile ditanye keje ape,

"Saya keje kerajaan, buat keje2 pentadbiran"

Kwn Mama: Owh.. EO eh?
(zzzzzzzzzzzz)

Yg menambah kebengangan saya ialah bile kawan2 mama ini menjawab:

Nape tak jadi doktor? Kakak sume doktor kan?

Nape mesti semua jadi doctor..??? *sigh*

Hmph....

Jam, jam go away!!

Seperti, yg ku jangka terjadi...<--Petikan lagu Indigo yg xtahu name lagu nye..

Jam yg teramat sgt smlm.. Tau tak, saya tersekat dalam jam daripada sebelum SMART tol tu lagi pada jam 5.20ptg.. Sampai di persimpangan masuk Jln Istana jam 5.45.. And then, keta xbergerak2 or bergerak pada kadar 5m/jam.. Nak menambah kerumitan, kereta Agong pulak nk lalu.. Keta kenari dimarahi sb menutup jln..

Hello, kalau saya boleh jalan, dah lame saya jalan.. Saya pun taknak saje2 dok kt jam ni..

Kasar and sungguh tidak bersopan sangat pegawai khas istana tu.. sungguh xberdiplomatik!! Geram!! Nasib la tak boleh pose.. Kalau boleh, pahala puase dh jd -ve semalam..

Arrived home at 8.30..
Bile azan Maghrib berkumandang, para muslimin yang berada dalam jam tersebut berbuka dengan Dunhil, Benson&Hedges, Salem and tak dilupakan Gudang Garam...

~Kan best if bulan puase leh cuti sebulan ;)
Abg Wan, dah kawin nanti kite vroom2 ar gi keje, nak tak??

The race is on..

Today is Friday..having ample time during lunch break to rest..
The weird thing is, I didn't feel sleepy at all..Ngantuk pun tak boleh tido..
Ntah ape discussion menarik di kalangan kerani2 ni borak punye la kuat..
Ye lar, ofis pun cubicle jer, segala macam perbualan leh dgr..
So, I decided to blog after a long silence..

Bengang betul dengan jam kt KL ni bile masuk bulan puasa..
Bukan setakat kat KL je..nak keluar dari Kompleks E pun dah 10 mins..
Siapa yang menetap di Kompleks E tau lar kesukaran yang dihadapi..

Lin sampai berkampung kat basement parking 45mins aritu..
Amik WP1 pun takde gune.. Almost everyone is changing to P1 bile masuk bulan puasa..
Dah msuk KL lg teruk..Jln Kuching tu jam dari bulatan Duta, all the way ke roundabout kt Sg.Way tu..

Mengomplen je keje eh ;)
Wan sudah pun memulakan perjalanan pergi balik Putrajaya dari Setapak yang mane result hari pertama ialah smpai pukul 8.30mlm..berbuke puase dalam kereta..Sian abg..
So he decided to choose WP1 now..

Since both of us are heading towards KL, macam race pulak dua2..
Tiap kali sampai kat tmpt yang boleh sms, we texted each other telling where we were konon2 nak bgtau "Hey, saya lagi cepat dari awak"

Ehehe..
Tiring lar..Luckily la bawa auto..

Hmph, today is Friday..If tmbh pulak dgn hujan.......... T______________T

Nape sejuk sgt ni......

Ofis ni sejuk sgt lar...
Tak bagus dok kat tempat sejuk selalu.. Dalam Discovery Channel cakap, bile badan selalu sejuk, badan berisiko kene selsema sebab badan terlalu concentrate nak panaskan badan, sampai mengabaikan immune system.. Ye ker Doc?

Tau tak kenapa orang pegi sauna?
Sebab nk kurus kan badan.. Buang lemak..

Hmph, badan ni boleh adjust ikut persekitaran..
Bile badan panas, kapilari darah akan berada dekat dengan kulit untuk singkirkan haba supaya suhu bdn kekal at 37C. Sebab tu lar orang yang berkulit cerah, bile terdedah pada panas, muka die jadi merah..

M'gunakan konsep ini, sebab tu wujud nya sauna.. Mengikut konsep sauna, bile selalu terdedah pada suhu panas, lemak2 bawah kulit akan semakin menipis supaya kapilari darah berada dekat dengan kulit.. Ade artikel2 yang menyanggah kenyataan ini dgn mengatakan, sauna aje tak cukup, kene buat rawatan spa untuk memecah lemak2 tepu dan selulit2 degil ini.. (Ape2 ajer lah)

Persoalan? Betul ke konsep sauna ni?

If ianye benar, ade kmgkinan tak bile saya ni selalu sejuk kt ofis, lemak makin tebal la kat badan sebab nak kekal suhu badan sentiasa panas badan perlu extra lemak?

~Pakai kot je tak cukup.. If berterusan mcm ni, nk beli long john ar pakai bawah baju kurung..... ok tak??

Shoes..

I simply lurve shoes....
Among other women accessories, I love shoe the most..
I hvnt bought any handbag for 2years, still using the same ol' wallet for 3 years now and my swatch watch turns 5 this year..

And without fail, all of my shoes have ribbons.. I like ribbon and butterfly motives..

I bought 2 pair of shoes this month.. Cheapo jer.. I dont go for those branded stuff thing.. Anything that suits my interest and my $$$$, I'll grab it..

I've been eyeing this pair of pink wedges for 3 months.. When it was displayed as New Arrival, the price was RM54.90.. For some people, harge tu murah jer kan? But for me, 60 bucks for just a pair of shoe is a bit expensivo..

After 3 months, hoping that the shoe is still available, I managed to buy it for the price of 20bucks only!!! *clap hands* Two months ago, I bought this darling, purple colour heels for 15bucks only at Jusco Shoe Carnival.

Since I've thrown away my court shoe because it was so worn out and my brown one was irreparable, it's ok lar kan beli 2 psg lagi.. *wink*

Wan yg pilih kan my 1st pair of shoe. I say, he has a good sense in fashion. He's not the type of guy who says only the word "Cantik", "Nice", "It suits u well" when u go shopping with him just because he wants you to hurry. If it's ugly, he'll say it's ugly.

Anyway, lucky for him that her gf doesn't wander around shopping unnecessary things when there is a word SALE.

Hari2 pun malas

Hari ni Yaya sangat malas.. Mentang2 boss pegi bengkel..

Bile bace balik entry yang lame2, baru la perasan..
"Kurusnye aku mse unggul weh!!!!!"
Berkat bersenam everyday dan makan vegie for a month..
Hasilnye, berat 45kg..

Skrg, berat "toot"kg..
Nak perut ku yang kempis tu kembali..
DPA, pulangkan ia!!!!

Anyway, kepada PP yg baru, terperasan jgk, 2PP baru tersebut ialah hasil daripada anak didik En.Zaflin mase Unggul.. Cayalah LDK 3!

PP Mas Aidiff dan PP Che Wan Ainul Ain

Dah abih dah...

Yay, DPA dah abis!!

Yay ker??

Refering to my last post, DPA sangat seronok sebenarnye. I just worried too much 6 months ago.
For me it's fun maybe because I just left my Uni life and having all these rules and everything aren't much of a problem to me. Hence, my family is near and he is together with me even though we weren't in the same Sidang at all.

Believe it or not, through out my DPA not a single pacat bit me. Yup..
In and out of the jungle, not a single one.

Petuanye? xde petua.. Mama said,

selawat je byk2 spjg mse masuk hutan tu, semua binatang pun takut.

Hey it works tau. This is real case scenario.

~org ckp, sape suke makan manis, darah die manis and pacat sangat suke punye ;)

I'm so sleepy........

Perbincangan2 hangat Group Raub di Shahzan Inn, Fraser's Hill yang adenye berakhir pukul3.30 pagi..(My group la tu..huhu)

Muka ngantuk tapi sempat posing lagi

Yang baju merah tu nama Melayu die Atan

Kasut bergelimpangan. Ape la Tok Uban khusyuk dok explain tu

Snek yang banyak tak terkata

Kertas bertaburan

Ni kes macam buat rumah sendiri

Yer, ada yang masih ceria

*Senpai yg bengong

I find this very amusing

Suatu hari di tengah hutan.. ketika para pelajar sebuah universiti sedang melakukan penyelidikan terhadap tumbuhan hutan... Seorang pelajar senior yang juga merupakan pemimpin kepada rombongan itu berjumpa dengan sebuah pisau lipat di atas tanah.

Menurut peraturan yang telah ditetapkan semasa membuat penyelidikan didalam hutan.. sesiapa yang meninggalkan barang penyelidikan didalam perjalanan akan dihukum.

Lalu pelajar Senior itu dengan mengambil pisau lipat dan menghimpunkan semua pelajar untuk tujuan menghukum mana-mana siswa yang telah lalai meninggalkan pisau lipatnya.

"Siapa yang merasa kehilangan pisau lipat di tengah perjalanan tadi?" tanya pelajar senior itu..

Tak ada seorang pun yang berani mengaku.. Kemudian pelajar senior itu menambah.. "Ayuh cepat.. mengaku aje la,. lagipun sebenarnya saya sudah tahu siapa pemilik pisau lipat ini kerana namanya terukir di sini.. Tapi saya inginkan kejujuran kamu semua untuk mengaku!"

Masih tidak ada jawaban dari para pelajar lain..

"Kerana tidak ada yang dengan jujur mahu mengakui kesalahannya maka saya akan panggil namanya?!!!"

Pelajar2 masih lagi diam. Akhirnya pelajar senior itu tidak dapat bersabar lagi.. lalu diambilnya pisau lipat tadi kemudian dengan lantang dia menyebut nama "STAINLESS STEEL cepat keluar...!!!"

*senpai=senior

DPA..

Everytime I think of it, ilang selera makan saya..

DPA..
Where should I start.. A 6 month course which requires mental and physical strength..
Modul Bomba,Modul Polis, Modul Tentera, OBS..
I cant imagine myself camp in the middle of a jungle..
I never camp before..never ever..

Papa said it's not safe.. And I wasn't that adventurous afterall.. Takut pacat lah, xsuke lumpur lah, xsuke nyamuk lah.. Memang ngade2 lah dan xsesuai sangat2 dengan jiwa ini..

But I have no choice.. Kene pegi jugak.. It's compulsory..

There's another module called Penempatan Daerah..
For this module, I will be sent to a adoption family and live with them for 2weeks..
Banyakla dengar cite2 horror daripada kes2 sebelum ni..

Ade yang ayah angkat tried to molest anak, anak penagih dadah yang curi barang2 kite, isteri yang jeles tengok suaminye extra baik, anak perempuan yang try ngorat pegawai lelaki nak buat suami..
Takutnyer..

Ditambah pulak, I never live in those traditional kampung house.. Yang toiletnye kat luar and umah tu hanya ade 1 bilik..

He's a bit worried about us getting the different sidang..
If that's the case, then we won't be seeing each other much during DPA..
Takkan nak bagitau urus setia to put us in the same sidang.. Nanti lagi la dipisahkan jauh2..

I just hope for the best..
DPA, here I come!!

p/s: dah prepare sunblock dan isi dlm botol kecik,senang nak bawa.. nt sure muke hitam punye.jangan jadi gemok sudah ler..

Facebook..

Finally, I joined Facebook..
Setelah digesa2 oleh kekanda ku..

It's more like Friendster but more canggih..
Hee

Find me, Yaya Suraya yang bermata sepet :)

A second chance..

Yup, saya accident semalam. Shocking but true.
It felt just like a dream.. Macam xpercaye..

Ceritanye bermula masa driving nak pegi ofis. Tempat keramatnye slope Jalan Istana menuju Tol Sg. Besi depan TUDM tu. The rain had stopped. The road was slippery. I was on the fast lane. Suddenly,this car in front of me made an emergency brake.
Damn!! I was unable to stop the car on time and my car hit the car in front.

Habislar aku.. Panik sesangat..

I stopped my car when I saw the driver came out of his car. (Mesti kemek teruk punyer la, sebab langgar keta mahal ni.. His is a Toyota Altis)

So I went out to look at the damage I made..
(Dalam hati ,ok ke ni stop kat fastlane.. xpe kot,ade laki cina berdiri atas divider jage traffic sebab ada accident rupanya depan tu)

Fuh, lega siut sebab my plat number patah n kereta depan ni tak kemek skit pun..
I looked from the sideways, there wasn't a dent at his bumper. But this guy claim that his car boot couldn't shut properly..

So, I said..
"Kecik jer ni encik.saya bayar lah sekarang"
This guy dengan muka berlagak ni berkata
"Saya nak tunggu kawan saya datang"

Echeh, kecik camtu pun nak tunggu kawan datang. Gay ape.

Takut die nak mintak lebih, I called Papa for advice..

Baru je sempat cakap "Papa,yaya ni", ade keta laju hit my car from the back, and my car hit me..

Oh my, I was hit by own car....

I was thrown to other side of the road. I felt like flying. In the split moment I can see the sky, the birds.. Matahari baru nak naik because when it happened, it was not even 7 o'clock yet..

I thought I was going to die..

I recited the syahadah and hoping that I will be given a second chance to see my loved ones one last time.. I closed my eyes..

I hit hard on the ground. Luckily I landed on a very narrow kerb at the opposite side of the road.. (I was on the fast lane remember?)

The fussy driver kneeled beside me, asking whether I'm ok. I was half shouted and half crying saying I'm not ok. I had no shoes on. My tudung pun dah tercabut..

And I was lucky again, my phone landed safely on the kerb and Ma was still on the line. I told her, I was hit by a car, my own car. and sobbing non-stop.

She asked me to calm down and keep myself conscious.. She will come to see me as fast as possible.. I kept on crying like a kid whom lost a kitten.. I looked at my car and I cried even more.. And at the same time, I felt very sleepy..

Still crying, I checked for bruises other than on my leg and both feet..
I had no difficulty in breathing and I didn't feel nauseous.. (something I learned during the pbsm classes)

I guess, I'm ok and so damn lucky..

If I had landed on the road, I may have been dead or crippled till death..

Then this Indian guy introduced himself to me as Jay.. He's the runner for a tow-truck company..
He said I couldn't stay there, it's very dangerous. He offered to carry me to the other side of the road since I couldn't walk at all..

And he did carry me crossing 6 lanes of heavy traffic road and put me on his car bonnet..

I just sat there no longer crying..

I put on my tudung..

I smsed my colleague saying I couldn't make it to the office.

I smsed Wan saying I was hit by a car.

Then I just stared at my damaged car..

At the same lane, a few metres back, there was another accident..

Giler lah..

Ma called and said that the ambulance was on it's way. The guy driver and his gay friend just stood a few metres away from me.

I was angry at that guy. dari patah plat number je, langsung jadi accident teruk.. He came again asking if I'm ok..

I just shook my head and I wasn't even looking at him.

I insisted Jay to bring my handbag.. I need my IC to the hospital.

The ambulance came.
Seperti ayat paramedic dalam tv:
1) Does your chest feel painful?
2) Do you suffer difficulties in breathing?
3) Do you feel nauseous?
4) Can u move your arms n legs?
-->I moved my arms n legs..
He checked my BP and pulse..
last question:
Can u walk to the ambulance?

I was sent to HUKM.. Arrived at 7.30, 11 and 1/2 hours later baru dapat balik. A&E yang tersangat slow tahap siput. Kalau pergi kat outpatient pun mungkin lebih cepat..

Wound dressing pun, pukul 6 baru buat..
Sume luke dah kering pun. Pasir2 pada luka tu terpaksa ditonyoh dengan gauze untuk dihilangkan. Menjerit2 dalam hati, punyelah sakit amat sampai mengalir air mata.

I suffer from a fracture bone of my left toe..
I couldn't move my right leg. The x-ray showed no broken bones..
So it must be the muscle..
Big long bruises on my stomach and my left thigh.. (Oh,parut...)
Buat 2x ultra sound in case of internal bleeding at my uterus or kidneys.
Dpt 7hr MC..

tak dapat pegi tapisan halus hari ni..

That's my story.
Something I wont forget for the rest of my life..

Yey cuti panjang..

Hmph,It has been quite a long time since my last post..
Yeah,I've been very malas..

Well,the truth is I've been so busy with my work..
betollar..

Eversince Yati went to HR, I'm all by myself to settle up everything..
Thanx to this another officer from my unit that helps me a LOT.. My boss isn't helping at all.. Don't u know,we are the KPSU now..
hehehe..

My cuti2 raya starts on Thursday.. Papa said,we'll go back to KB on Friday..
Hmph,malas nak bertekak, balik la hari ape2 pun.. Jam pun jam lar..
I'm not the one that drives the car..

Nak cuti ni pun,rase tak sedap.. Keje banyak xsettle..
If 22nd baru msuk ofis, makin banyakla yang bertambah nanti..
Yup,I'll be taking a 6 day off.. Lame kan?

I'm the person who doesn't bring home my office problem..
Whatever happened in the office,stays there..
Tapi bile nak cuti lame ni, kadang2 rase xbest..

Cuti lagi...

I'm taking leave for 3days starting tomorrow till Monday.. I'm going back to KB attending my cousin's wedding..

I've been sick for almost 2 weeks now.. I miss my cute babyish voice *ahaks*..
Although it may not sound a bit like Siti's, I miss my old voice.. I've been having this croaky sexy one since last Thursday..

So I safely went and came back from Genting.. I brought Ma along..
The course was drop dead boring.. Law and I will never click together..
Anyway, the course was a good way introducing me to the group I'll be working with later since I never got a proper introduction to the group..

Well, the bad news is, my back mirror wiper was stollen..
geram thp dewa dewi!!
Of all the luxury cars yg dtg Genting nk berjudi sakan, wiper keta aku yang jadi mangsa..

I was even more sick when I got back home on Wednesday afternoon..
I went to KK kt umah tu but doc tu sgguh kedekut.. bagi aku cuti sehari jer..
padahal, aku datang dengan demam, suara seksi katak ni, n die siap
soh buat blood test sebab suspected denggi, sehari je cuti die bagi!!

The next day, amik EL lar..
Rest through the wiken, but still demam on Monday..
Lutut plak sakit cam aritu.. Telan Voltren lar nak ilang sakit..
Badan aku untuk bln August is sgguh toksik..
PCM 3hr sekali for almost a week, antibiotik for 5days, Voltren plak..

Since Yati is gone for almost a month,my boss pun amik cuti!!
Siap pegi kursus!!!
Sume keje dump on me..

HELP...

Suara pun xkuar bile bercakap..

Rase sgguh xsehat arini..
I'm having that time of the month n seluruh kepala rase sakit.. Nak balik!!

oh, oh, harini I lost rm50..
sedih!! tak tau cicir kat mne..
Rm50 is my meal kat ofis for a month!
punyer la berjimat cermat bulan ni sebab banyak bercuti, birthdays and weddings..
tup tap, ilang wiper n duit rm50..
geram sgguh..

ngadu kt Ma, her words always comfort me.. If she's gone, kat sape lagi la nk ngadu..
Ngadu is one thing and the words you received later is another..
ngadu je but tak dapat respon, serik dah nak cakap ape2..

Oh well, life goes on...

O'oh..

Ok, O'oh I just made my boss mad at me..
*freaking*

I was in a happy2 mood today..
He is coming back and I'll be meeting him after work..
--->sekali beli hadiah kawin Ayu+Farah since we cant attend their wedding reception..
So,kul5, dah packing baanrg and whoosh,I'll b gone..
Kan best if I can disapparate and apparate..
And I finally have the Harry Potter book with me and I plan to read it during the long lunch break..
See, happy2 mood...

The story begins when,
my boss asked me to contact this Timb Pengarah sekian2 tnye perkembangan
this one thing..Okay...
--->Nk contact Timb Pengarah pun dah kecut perut tau tadi..

Everything went fine.. Then I told my boss what this Timb Pengarah told me..
Well, it seems that there's a contradiction between what my boss
and what the Timb Pngarah said.. My boss asked me to contact that guy again and tell him his decision..
--->My boss xagree la dengan what this TP said to me just now..

*O'oh, cuak dah*

Takkan la I have to tell this TP caamtu..mcm kureng sesuwei jer..
Aku ni pegawai bawahan jer..jd messenger..
Slps berbincang dgn pegawai2 yg berpengalaman about it,
I decided to talk to my boss again and tell him nicely that it is more proper if
he inform the TP himself what he thinks about the matter..

*Bismillahhirahma nirrahim*
--->bersedia utk dimarahi..

Pang! kene marah..

Cara die ckp tu,seolah2 I'm not reliable to do this one simple work.. I'm not supposed to b the one doing it in the 1st place..

I dont mind a bit calling the TP, tapi discussion tu patut antara boss n boss, put myself in the middle as his messenger..

Susah hati lepas kuar dari bilik boss tadi.
I was right.. He's avoiding to meet the super big boss..
*sedih*

I confided at one of the PSU, die ckp he's like that..
He wants to avoid the shitty argument, therefore he asked his subordinates instead..
n die ni boss yang pendendam, die akan ingat..
*freaking lagi*

takut wey,nanti markah penilaian tahunan aku die bg ckit..

However,die dah memang marah..

What is done, is done..

What the hell..

No fun...

My super boss asked me to attend this workshop regarding Hospital Support Service in Genting on the 7th-8th August..
I'll b spending 3nights there since the workshop ends at 5pm
on the last day.. Nk drive ke?Takut la plak.. Larat ke Kenari ku yg cute tu naik genting.. Naik bas kang, payah pulak nak travel..

No fun lar pegi genting sorang2..
Sape nk ikut saya gi genting, angkat tangan??

~Yey, 30mins more to go back!! >>>sgguh xsenonoh!
~And another yey, cuti diluluskan.. ;)

Rain..

It rained heavily last night,
and so did my heart...

*sigh*

Does it always have to be this way??

Or is it I'm the one who's not ready..

Good news..

Congratulation to both PSU kontrak in cawangan pnswastaan
yang berjaya dalam temuduga.. It's time they join the service secara tetap..dua2 tu dah 3thn++ as contract PTD..
Anyway, something is bothering me..

Ehehe..
1 of the PSUs tu is in my unit..sangat2 berpengalaman.. All this while, she's the one yg buat kerja melambak2 tu..if she goes, I'll b taking over her job..

Ahahaha..
xde can la nak laid-back bile datang opis lagi..

Tapi, tapi, ade can jugak sbb they'll remain here..
Sb diorg ni batch PTD kontrak yang diberi peluang diserap masuk..
(selepas mengambil kira beberapa faktor sebelum dipanggil interview..)

Seriously, I don't mind the extra work..
If she's here, I'm shadowed by her..
takde can nak prove my capabilities..
Kesian la my immediate boss..
He'll be getting a non-experience PSU.. Ahahaha..

Die pn hrp2 she'll get posted somewhere else other than here..
Cawangan yg penuh kontroversi ni.. Ooops..!! ;)

Cuti2 Malaysia..

I just submitted my cuti rehat form to my big boss..
Please la lulus..
The problem is, on the 30th and 31st tu ade meeting..

31st meeting JPKK..
I'm going to Kuching from 28th to 31st with akak, abg Yie and ma..
Lame sgguh xcuti2.. Then, on the 4th and 5th, nak pegi Pangkor pulak..
Trip dengan Keluarga Bakti..Ma is excited to go..
I don't mind accompanying her..

Ayu is getting married on the 4th..
I thought of going but then, change of plan..
Sorry sangat2 Ayu.. Bukan gi dating, teman mak..
Sorry..

It finally comes to an end..

I haven't read HP #7 yet..
And I'm dying to know what happened in the end..
Well, Akak already told me some of the ending,who dies and who's not..
She read the spoiler at Wikipedia..

Ape daa.. ;)

I don't mind about the spoiler though.. I remember reading HP #5 and akak kept telling me the ending is very sedih.. Made me curious sesangat nak tau sape mati..
The book is thick,rse lmbt sangat nak habis and I couldnt help myself nak bace ending terus..

But I managed to stop myself from doing so..
Tapi,HP #6, Akak said, lagi sedih dari HP #5..
yg ni, mmg xleh stop..
Half way reading,tak tahan lar and I read the ending..Ehehe..
Cerita kt Naz, die pun cakap, ape la bace ending dulu..

Reason why I didn't buy the book yet,
I didn't pre-order the book because the book is much2 cheaper on the
day it releases..Jadi, nak tunggu on that day baru bli..

On Saturday, malas pulak nak bangun pagi2 gi Carrefour sebab Pian cakap,
MPH, Times and Popular boycott nak jual HP #7 sebab they are selling at RM109.90 whereas Carrefour and Tesco are selling it at RM69.90..
of course la ramai beli kt hypermarket ni..
Mama pn ajak pegi tengok Bro Wan kat K.S'gor, I postponed buying the book..
Lunch hour ni nak pegi Alamanda, nak tengok if Carrefour still has it..
Wish me luck..

~Oh,another 3 days dpt gaji baru..
yippee!!!

I hate mold..

I did my 3 day induction course at D*nasty Hotel in KL on the 15 till 17th July..
A nasty hotel..
What I learned during that 3 days is, "Hotel bathroom shouldn't have mold on it's wall"
Oh please lar!!!!
I barely spent more than 5 minutes in that disgusting bathroom..
There's a bath tub, and how I love to soak myself in the hot bath..
But not this time.. One look at the bath tub, euwww...

The room wasn't that nice either..
There were balls of hair under the dressing table, and they
were still there after 2 days of housekeeping..
The window is terribly dirty and the room smelled.. Nightmare I tell u..

But I compliment the food..
The food was delicious.. ;)

It's not all about you..

What did I do wrong?

Since his mom is not feeling well, I said it's not proper for him to spend the whole day with me and he should concentrate more on his mom when he's back in KL..

I said things are not the same now and he should think about what his family will think of me if he still wants to go out with me while his mom is sick in the hospital..

I don't think it's appropriate to date, laugh and have a good time while she's sick in the hospital..

I'm affected too but I try not to have this thing get me.. We can still meet but maybe for just an hour or two.. I don't mind because that is good enough for me..

But I'm the one getting the silent treatment..
I've spoiled his day..

I'm sorry.
but it's not all about you..
What about my feeling? My thoughts?
Have you ever think about how I feel when this happens and how much I tried my best to cheer you up when you are feeling down?

*sigh*

Shedding tears is what I do best now..
Oh I don't mind, I have a big full tank of tears to shed..

Unexpected encounter..

I went for my parliament duty yesterday..
I met my fellow PTD mate, Ryo there unexpectedly..
This guy smsed me yesterday morning saying a friend I know is going to the parliament too.. And I never thought 'a friend I know'
tu is him.. it's nice to meet a friend other than your usual circle
of friends you meet everyday.. (no offense guys ;)

He's a nice guy..A chatty one..
If I have a younger sister,
I would lurve to recommend my sister to him.. *laugh*
If u r reading this ;)
And be nice to me, or else... Ehehehe..

I think I should go out more often and spend more time with my friends on weekends or find a new hobby like collecting stamps (haha) or something to occupy my free time,cheer my mood and not to think about IT too much..

To Aqish, Lin and Balkis, thanx for being so supportive..
Love u gurls so much..

Death..

What is it about death that people fear so much?
Of course death itself is a word people wouldn't dare to say it so many times..
Muslims believe that death was fated from the day we were born..

It is all fated from the beginning.
(I guess most of us watch Final Destination)
We believe in afterlife where every good and bad thing we did are measured equally. We were thought to always be prepared for death..

What I fear most is dying alone because of an unexpected death.
(Of course I fear that I'm not fully prepared to face death and
the life after that) I fear I'm not able to tell my loved ones how much I love them one last time, or give them the last hug..

Sis said I'm the most patient one in the family..
(If u say so ;)
I guess, I never get mad easily.. because whenever I feel like getting angry with the one I love, I'll start thinking, what if this is the last time
I'll be speaking to him/her and the last word that came out of my mouth is
something that hurt her feeling badly. Then my anger will subside automatically..

Dr.House once said in one of the episodes, (I write it with my own words),
comparing a sudden death or getting a fatal illness like final stage cancer,
fatal illness wouldn't be that bad.. At least, your last bit of your life are spent with your loved ones.. If you suddenly died because of an unexpected death, everyone around you will live a life full of regrets..
I couldn't agree more..
(but I'm not saying getting cancer is ok. Nauzubillah)

He told me last night his mother is diagnosed with lungl cancer stage 3.. Doctors are hoping that her body still response to medication
and chemo is the last resort..

I cried when I 1st heard this from him.. I know how much his mom means to him,
and knowing that she has so little time to live.. He has to be strong and so am I therefore I can keep on giving moral support to him, and stand by his side whenever he needs me..

Getting neglected is await and I know this is not the time to be selfish..
I am no longer one of his top priorities because his mother is the only priority..
I can understand that but I hope I'm strong enough..

I pray I have the will to keep US going..

Blues clues...

Ever felt so down for no reason and you just feel like bursting to tears?
I guess, it's the hormone doing it's part..

Due to heavy rain yesterday afternoon, I took the opportunity to take a nap..
Which I ended up having a bad dream about losing my loved ones all at one go.. I woke up crying and continued on crying..
(Tu lar, tido after asar lagi)

I kept on having that unhappy feeling inside me..
At 8pm, He still hadn't arrived in KT..
I missed him badly the whole day..
His mom wasn't feeling that well yesterday and he didn't feel like going back to KT actually.. So he wasn't in a cheery mood either..

As soon as he arrived, I told him how I felt after I had that dream..I hoped to get consoled but I ended up being scolded.. He said I'm adding more sadness to him..
Really I didn't mean it......
(Maybe he wasn't scolding me and I did make he more sad, but being in that kind of mood, his words were like pouring salt on an open wound, my mood went way down)

Lepas 'kene marah' and no 'I miss u' in return, dah takde mood dah nak bersms..
Feeling blue, my tears continued on falling..
@12am, I was still crying for I didn't know the reason why I was feeling so sad..
The tears kept on falling until I felt asleep..

Waking up, my eyes all puffy.. Dah la sepet, bertambah sepet..

The mood still hasn't changed..
And for the 1st time, I'm so glad it's Monday..
I can get away with all this weird feeling I'm having inside..

To my dear endocrine system, please get back to normal..
I am not used to having all this sad mood..

The Officers I work with

Siapa boleh teka which one is my boss?? Hahahahahaha