Grandfather passed away last Thursday morning.

Read the sms sent by mom at 5.30 am. I wanted to catch the earliest flight back but I had to send a report to this particular department in Putrajaya that morning. So I took the 1.40pm flight alone. Husband had a meeting on Friday to attend to.

Arrived at LCCT at 15minutes to 1. McD penuh. Tummy was rumbling wanted to be fed. So we ate RM10 chicken rice served with overcooked beansprout. I hate beansprout but because the chicken rice is so damn expensive, I ate everything on the plate.

Saying goodbye to husband was sedih even-though the short trip was only for 3days. hahaha.

I slept the moment I was seated in the airplane and woke up when it landed.

Sis Yana fetched me at the airport and we went to Tok's house.

Tok ayah and I were never close. But when I was small, he used to bring bro Pian and I to Warta and we can choose any toy we wanted when he came to stay at our house. That was the only memory I had with him.

When I hugged Tok, she whispered "Our Tok Ayah is no longer with us".
I cried..
Her life partner of 70 years has left her forever.

So dear readers,
if you're reading this, can you sedekahkan Al-Fatihah for my grandfather.
Thank you..

Us and my grandparents during Eidulfitri 2009.

The New Broom

It's not fair to compare me with the one who has been here for 3 years. Send me back to my old place and I can give explanation from A to Z what HSS is all about.

Please stop repeating that I need to catch-up fast. I'm trying my best here.

I hate long-winded meeting. Therefore, I only speak when necessary. I find it such a waste of time repeating the same thing others have mentioned before but some people really like doing it in order for the chairman to notice him or her. Haish, giler glam lepas tu meeting pun dragging...

It's Monday and I'm bitter because I didn't have enough sleep last night. Currently addicted to Farm Frenzy. *yawn for the hundredth time*

Driving

I got my licence when I was 20 years old.

I started driving alone when I was 21. It was my final year and the thesis + lab works needed me to stay back late at the campus because I don't have my own pc or the internet. So, I was afraid to take the bus. Siapa pernah naik bas mini or bas selangor di Bandar Baru Bangi tahu siapa memenuhi bas itu lepas jam 6.

When I was not yet 23, I started working at Putrajaya. Driving back and forth from my mom's house in Selayang.

At first, I was cautious. Driving at not more that 90km/h.

Later, I started to get impatient.

I drove fast and sometimes a bit reckless.

At the age of not yet 24, I involved in an accident.

After the long mc, I drove my dad's unser to work for a month because my car was damaged dengan dahsyat. Still traumatised but had to drive the big car to work. Nangis..... susah amat nak parking..

A few months after that, I recovered from the trauma.

At this time, I hardly drove to work because I had my dpa and later car-pooled with Wan to work.

However, I find that I still drive like I used to before the accident. Fast....

Then, I accidentally stepped on the wrong pedal and I hit the pillar at the parking lot.

It has been 7 months but the image of crashing the pillar still haunts me.

I'm turning into a makcik that kept on saying "slow sikit", "e'eh, rapat sangat tu dengan kereta depan tu" when another person is driving.

and I think I'll end up having heart attack if I don't close my eyes if bro Pian is driving. Giler laju dan suka brake rapat dengan kereta depan. Semalam nyaris2 nak langgar palang smart-tag bile palang tak bukak akibat reader tak sensitif. huhu, kecut perut..

A makcik or not, I hardly drive more than 100km/h now. I value my life, those in my car with me and other cars on the road.

So don't bel ike me, dah accident baru nak menyesal. Drive safely semua :)


Note for husband:

Abg,
Ayg tak mahu bmw ataupun mercedes ataupun mana2 kereta mahal di dunia ni. ayg hanya mahu pintu suka hati untuk hadiah harijadi tahun depan.

Love,

Flattered

I found my friend, the head of class when we were in standard 2. Read his blog and saw this.. Hehehe..

I never knew.. ;)

Just the 2 of us..

Tu dia. Tema baju sama dengan warna dinding rumah pak mertua :D

Cab ride

Last night's cab ride was horrifying.

Husband had a food tasting session for his ministry's raya celebration near Berjaya KL yesterday. He went there by office car, so I couldn't tag along to go back to Putrajaya but he said he'll be able to pick me up around 8++ at Putrajaya Central and later to meet the lawyer.

However, they only started eating around 8! I left the office 15minutes after 8pm because the safety officer in charged wanted to go home early last night. Planning to take the 9.10 ERL hoping that the husband was already at Putrajaya when I arrived.

Too bad I arrived before he did. He's still in KL.

I was tired and feeling nauseous because I forgot to eat lunch. I bought a big packet of c0ttage fries and finished eating it in 5 minutes. Please rate my hunger.

It's already 9.30pm. So I decided to take the cab back home instead of waiting.

Putrajaya Central to Presint 17 cost me RM15.50. (Mahal amat) This is my 2nd time taking a cab alone but this time it was at night.

Recited doa and all before entering the cab.

Then, this cab driver took me using a different route I'm not familiar with. I was panicking. The road was very dark and sunyi. It was just us on the road.

Heart was thumping hard. Negative thoughts were pouring into my head. I can't see his name on the card to inform husband because it was very dark. I couldn't remember the car plate number either.

Seriously, my hand was already at the door handle, readied to jump out of the car like how Angie Jolie did in most of her film. Crazy I tell you.

Kept on reciting ayat qursi. And planned on what I should do if he suddenly stop the car out of nowhere. Rumbled through my huge handbag and the only dangerous weapon I could find was the kipas lipat I got at one of my friends' wedding.

And then.....

I saw the Presint 17 signboard. What a big relieve when I step out of the cab.

Tobat, won't take the cab at night ever again..

Pakcik taxi, don't you know that there's a shorter route to Presint 17. Why the hell you took the very complicated one. Haish..

Took bath and went to sleep immediately. Traumatised I tell you.. hehe

I remember in one of the series of 3R, it teaches what women should do when we take a cab alone.
1. Memorise the plate number.
2. Immediately after you get inside the cab, make a real/fake call and purposely talk loudly so that the cab driver heard everything you said. In the conversation, inform the cab driver's name, his registration number, the plate number and everything about the cab to your friend.

Those information given to your friend will hopefully alert the cab driver that if he wish to do bad things to you, he'll be the prime suspect.

Oh well, whatever it is, don't panic. Bila dah panic, you don't even remember that you are actually holding a phone. heh

The housewife

Once in a while, it's fun to be the housewife.

This usually happens when I took leave and just stayed at home while the husband was at work. I'd run the house from scrubbing the toilet, mop the whole house, wash clothes, clean the kitchen, cook, getting emotional over soap-operas, have lots of time to sleep. Obviously I find it seronok because I don't have kid(s) who'll scream for attention like every 10minutes, yet.

On Monday morning, when I am extremely lazy to go to work
"Abg, can I quit working? You go to work and provide me money, food and shelter. In Arab countries, women stay at home and solek2 for the husband je keje dia tau. Abg cepat la naik JUSA and then later I can stay at home. Working makes me fat and wrinkled because I have no time to exercise and got so stress out at work.
You want your wife to look nice and pretty kan, kan, kan?"
Husband: zzzzzzzzzzzz

What's it like to be a full-time housewife?

I'll definitely have more time to learn new recipes, sew clothes, DIY lots of things, exercise, beauty sleep... M@rtha Stew@rt, M@rtha Stew@rt.. Wow, macam best..

Will it?

But I know I can't...

(Unless we move to a kampung which it's huge karipap sedap is still 30cent a piece. (ade lagi ke?) or we won the RM100K cash contest..)

...because I won't, at the moment...

I just lurveeee to have my own money to spend and later sms-ed the husband "ooopppppssss" when I "accidentally" bought that thing he didn't approve of before. And of course, the monthly commitments..

For the time being, let's leave it this way. Save lots of money while I can. When that time comes when a mommy and not the nanny is needed at home, I'll be there. Hopefully abg is earning like RM15K per month by then.. Echeh..


Note for husband:
"Abg, let's have cat(s) when we move to our own house and named 1 of them Ali like the one you used to have when you were kid. But you have to do the poo cleaning. I'm allergic to it's smell.

Love,

The 3rd raya

This is our 3rd raya as husband and wife. As i've mentioned before, eidulfitri is never my favourite holiday. I absolutely love Ramadhan more than Syawal.

The first day of Syawal this year was celebrated at Wan's kampung in Batu Gajah. We went back on Raya's eve after helping as much as we can at my mom's house. The sisters were all at the in-laws as well, Sis Yanti is still in Australia which only left the boys to help around.

The thing I miss most about raya morning at mom's house is her ayam merah. Unlike many other states, we eat nasi on raya morning. Mom will cook nasi minyak with her yummylicious ayam merah and later we eat nasi dagang at Tok's house. Nasi impit, lemang, lontong are never our favourite raya dish. For us, those are not raya dish. Heh. We always eat after raya prayer.

Different family, different style. Wan's family eats raya dish before raya prayer n no nasi. Just lemang and nasi impit. I ate a lot of daging this raya. Amazingly, takde bengkak sana sini. Went jalan2 raya to a few relatives' houses. Real kampung houses. It was scorching hot kan? I had migraine and vomitting.

Spent 2 days at Bt. Gajah before headed off to Kota Bharu to see my parents and my tok. The last time I went back was 2 years ago. Kota Bharu has changed a lot. No more kedai runcit kecik near the bus station where we used to buy jajan during raya, stesen bas pun dah takde sampai terlajak masuk simpang lain masa nak pergi rumah tok.

A day after that, we went back to KL which took us 12 hours on the road.

Fell ill on Saturday. Pelik. Drivernya orang lain, demamnya orang lain. Continued with very high fever the next day. Habis plan nak dating2. Took bath at 12 noon and ended up shivering and vomitting. Dah takut sebab dulu kena denggi pun macam ni juga simptom dia. Slept the whole day after panadol popping and drank a lot of water. Couldn't sleep during the night, meracau and nightmares, woke up every 1/2 hour.

Alhamdulillah, the fever went down a bit yesterday and went to the clinic for blood test today. BP ok, blood result ok. But still a bit weak becausevof lack of sleep during the nights and headache masih ada. It hurts when I move my head or cough.

My mc for the past 4 months lagi banyak dari 4 tahun di tempat lama. Whether my body is getting older and weaker or taking the public transport is actually exposing me to more germs and diseases. Huhu

Oh, about the "question", I find it less annoying this year. However, I couldn't help wishing to have my own whom I can dress prettily during raya. If mine were still alive, I'm in my week 16. (I never unsubscribe the baby centre newsletter)

Anyway, i hope all of you are having a blastful Eidulfitri :)

Raya picture will be uploaded later. This year's theme sama dengan warna dinding umah mertua.. Hehe

Book and food

Mom recommended me to read this book when I told her about my pregnancy 2 months ago. Even after what happened, I still continue to read it.


This book was written in 1972. It fascinates me because the writer is a well known nutritionist and I absolutely love reading anything about food and nutrition.

It teaches how to eat properly and reasons on why we are asked to eat certain food during and before pregnancy. Best, best.. Sila bace untuk dapat bayi yang sihat :)

emotional

Think before you speak.

We get that too often but only a few who really apply it in life. Most of the time, we are just too excited, too angry or too emotional and we spoke without giving much thoughts whether what's blurted out from our mouth are pleasant or the other way round.

My friend (a ttc herself) told me about her friend who loses her baby a few weeks before due date. Before it happened, my friend was a bit pissed off with her because she talked a lot about her difficulties being pregnant. She even commented a few times how lucky my friend is still childless, able to enjoy time together with her spouse and how she will never understand what it feels like being pregnant. Those words hurt my friend a lot, she cried and that time she was emotional, angry and sad, she wish that God shows His greatness.

(Careful what you wish for dear)

Then it happened. Just a few weeks before due date. The baby just stopped breathing in the mother’s womb.

My friend isn’t overjoyed to hear that news eventhough how bad that friend treated her before. Gila kejam kalau bersuka atas kesedihan orang lain. She hopes that she never wish for bad things to happen to her friend.

Being pregnant and giving birth to a healthy baby are miracles that happen every minute. If you remember science or biology subject (or those who went through multiple times of IUIs and IVFs), you knew how susah nak berjaya. Just because it happens to many of us (and those minah rempit with just a one night stand), people don’t see it as a miracle anymore (unless to the TTC’s).

Praise to God always for His gift.

Talking about being emotional, we tend to curse people and couldn’t help wishing for bad things to happen to them when we are angry (with them).

An ustaz once told us, orang yang beriman akan mendoakan agar dia berubah instead of berharap dia mati accident dengan dahsyat, otak terburai. Ape yang kita harap tu suatu doa, kalau ramai harap macam tu, termakbul la kot dengan izin Allah. Dia mati, isteri jadi balu, anak takda mak/ayah, takde sumber pendapatan, gejala sosial... Tapi kalau kita doa dia berubah jadi baik, termakbul pula, banyak faedahnya..

Tapi tu lah, kita manusia selalu ikut nafsu dan perasaan bila marah kan?

Anyway, if I’m still not yet pregnant next month, I’ll proceed with the fertility treatment. Had a chat with one of the nurses when I dropped by to pick up my claim letter and told her I miscarried. She asked me to start treatment straight away after puasa. Dia cakap saya ni jenis yang cepat lekat, sekali buat walaupun tak berlaku bulan tu, lekat bulan selepas tu. Harap2 begitulah..
So, here we go again aktiviti suami jadi doctor di rumah inject gonal-f. Are you ready beb?

It's a small world

If my life is made into a movie, I’m sure the viewers will see those people who crossed into my life (sekejap atau lama) before are now my friends or enemies.

When I got to know my husband, I learned that he used to work at ascott near klcc and taking putra to work while I was an undergrad student, 15 kg lighter, wearing braces and made monthly visit to my orthodontic at Bangunan Angkasaraya, also taking putra. So I told my huband, entah2 kita pernah berselisih kat klcc or dalam putra kan? Only Allah can answer that. I remember when I was in Unggul, I did notice him because everytime I saw him, asyik2 bergayuuuuuuuuuuuut memanjang kat telefon. And now, he’s the guy who slept next to me every night.

Husband got transferred to a new place, met new colleagues and coincidentally, when his colleague/roommate (they share room) received his promotion letter last week, it’s stated there that he’ll be moving to my previous ministry and was suggested to replace my office-mate who also got transferred out. Wow, he’ll be doing what I had been doing for the pass 4++ years. All the best to him. Hihi.
And Ziehan, my sidangmate during dpa will be in the same unit with my husband.

Pusing2, kat situ je.

Common sense

When you are leaving a place, you MUST tidy up everything which obviously includes disposing that mess you’ve kept throughout the years. Common sense. Full-stop.

My department is leaving for Putrajaya end of this year. We are asked to tag everything we plan to take with us. Everything was tagged except for these 3 cabinets which belong to the previous officer who left when I got transferred here.

Oh man…..

3 cabinets with 4 drawers each. All 12 drawers are stuffed with files and papers since year 2007!!!! He didn’t even bother to throw all those unwanted files before he left and there are so many original letters since 2007. Haiyo… Tepuk dahi den..

I remember my previous boss told me to dispose those papers which I haven’t flip through for 2 years. Sisih, sisih. Housekeeping every 6 months. Takdelah lepas 3 tahun baru nak sisih, memang berguni2 beb..

I spent 2 days cleaning up my room before I left so that the officer who comes in won’t curse me like I’m doing right now. Sabar jer la.

2 drawers down, 10 more to go… grrrrrr

Random

Wow, can you believe that raya is in 7 days from now? I’m not that excited eventhough I have like 5 beautiful new baju kurungs for Raya. Well, you may know one of the reasons why. heh

I love Ramadhan. But I admit that I have not used this Ramadhan to the most optimum. I really hope that I get to meet the next Ramadhan. Amin..

So far, the weather for this Ramadhan is perfect. It rained almost every afternoon here in KL (but all shine and bright in Putrajaya).

I took the 6.05am erl to work. Left house before Subuh’s prayer and reached the office still dark and empty. I’m being sceptical and cautious that someone will grab my bag or splash acid to my face so I walked very fast from the station to the office while holding the handbag very tightly. Odd looking fellow..

I went to Sogo last Friday. It was maaaaaaaaadness there. Those women (and some malay men, ehem) were shopping like crazy. I was looking for 3 things, a pair of new court shoes, a long flowy formal skirt and a set of handkerchief for husband. I saw a pair of nice reasonable black court shoes a month ago but sadly I was told that they no longer have my size when I decided to buy it. Oh well, I didn’t want to go back empty handed because my 2 and ½ year Clarks’s is beyond repair. Toured the shoe section a few times and fell in love with scholl’s new arrival. Grab it. So, no shoes for the next 3 years tau tak.

Found the skirt I’ve been eyeing for a few weeks, grab 2 sets of gentleman’s handkerchief for husband, toured the house whole section while couldn’t stop wishing that I have more extra money to spend for those beautiful Hallmarks’ bedsheet and left the crazeeeee department store at 2pm. The longer I stay, the dangerous I’ll become to my wallet and credit card. heh

I always find it safe if I shop with some objectives to achieve. With that, I don’t go wandering around and accidentally bought a few stuff just because they are so damn cheap one.

2011 is approaching its 4th quarter. I haven’t managed to shed a kg. The next strategy is to hang my mess kit at a place where I can easily see it macam di pintu dapur peti ais and aim to get that size again. Agak2 boleh berjaya tak? hahahaha

Technology

Here we don’t use punch card to clock in and out. We use biometry which is the finger print. For the past 3 months ++, clock-in successfully with only a single scan for me was like, NEVER..

There was this one time, I stood there trying to scan my finger print for almost 10minutes. I don't know how many times I tried and it all went, buzzzzzzzz with a red light.

What confused me is that, clock out seemed fine with a single scan.

Last week, a staff told me that a dry thumb print makes it difficult to read. So, wet the thumb or rub your thumb on that oily forehead of yours before you scan and voila, successful with just a single scan. Happy :)

Anon

Blogging used to be fun when I first started in year 2006.

Social network was very foreign to many of us back then. So, no one (means friends) read my blog except the writer herself. heh.. I commented on things I saw and observed and no one was hurt because people out there don't take it personally because they don't even know who I am.

However, things are different now.

Everything I wrote may become personal to others even though I never mean to hurt any of them at the first place (just because they thought they know who I am, my situation.)

Some may say, it's my blog, so it's up to me to write what ever I like. If people out there don't like it, then they can leave and stop reading..

Well, for me it's not quite right to think it that way.

I think Mala has an entry about this and I am very much agree with it. (I am always enlightened with her entries :)

When I published an entry, I do hope that some of the words written are able to remind my readers on things they may have forgotten.

But if it only brings damage than good now, maybe it's time for me to blog anonymously again..

Sad..

My dear TTC friends,

It is indeed very true that those who have never been in our shoes will never understand how we felt or what we have gone through..

And just because we're in THIS situation, words written or said are always being misled by them for not being sensitive of their "unfortunate" condition..


*****

Therefore..

from the bottom of my heart, if you think I was being very harsh in my previous post, I'm sorry. I'm sorry if you think I was not being sensitive enough because I have only been pregnant for 5 weeks and never had the chance to experience any sickness like you..
I'm sorry. You should know it was never meant for you but I know you're saying what you said representing your group.

I always wish the best of health for all pregnant friends and mothers out there.

I know you are all heroes but it doesn't mean that we are not either. Suffering from heartbroken every month, the thoughts played in our minds that maybe we are not "meant to be", being called infertile by relatives, the fertility treatment and many other things are unbearably painful...

And how I wish I were in your shoes..


My TTC heart hurt so much tonight, I cried...
I hope it's just for tonight

Merungut

Saya pasti, semua orang pasti akan merungut. Hanya orang yang tinggi imannya sahaja yang cukup kuat untuk tidak merungut. Saya juga tidak terkecuali. Tidak terkecuali dari asyik merungut.

Dulu saya selalu merungut penat turun naik public transport ke tempat kerja. Sekarang alhamdulillah, saya dah boleh tolerate. Berhimpit punggung bertemu punggung dalam tren pun adalah suatu situasi biasa yang tiada siapa yang suka tapi saya bersyukur kerana masih ada ruang di dalam tren untuk saya menyempit kerana kadangkala berlaku keadaan di mana tren datang lewat atau pengguna terlalu ramai, kami terpaksa beratur dan menunggu giliran untuk masuk ke dalam tren yang padat. Bersyukur tempat kerja saya hanya berbeza jarak tidak sampai beratus KM.

Saya menderita ulcer yang besar di lidah dan tidak berupaya untuk bercakap dan teramat sukar menelan air liur selama hampir 4 hari. Dan selama 4 hari itu, saya jadi manusia yang hanya bercakap apabila perlu nak merungut pun tak boleh. Nak MC, badan masih sihat, cuma mulut yang sakit, kerja boleh diteruskan maka saya masih bekerja seperti biasa.
Hiduplah saya tanpa merungut selama 4 hari. Bile berlaku perkara yang tidak best, hanya mampu beristighfar.. Pada ketika itu, saya rasakan diri ini terlalu kerdil dan tidak bermaya.

Kebelakangan ini jiwa saya amat sensitif dan cepat tersentuh. Anda pasti sudah tahu bahawa jabatan saya memperuntukkan 1% kakitangannya untuk golongan kurang upaya yang mana kini telah mencecah hampir 4%. Maka pemandangan melihat golongan OKU adalah suatu pemandangan biasa. Tambahan pula, terdapat sekolah buta untuk budak laki-laki berhampiran.

Di suatu pagi seorang buta berjalan agak jauh di hadapan saya. Tiba-tiba dia berjalan semakin menghampiri pokok dan seorang wanita telah menarik dia menjauhi pokok tersebut. Tidak semena-mena, saya menangis. Menangis membayangkan sekiranya Allah tiba2 hendak tarik nikmat hidup saya, adakah saya akan tabah menghadapinya.. Air mata tak sempat kering, terserempak pula dengan ibu muda membawa anak lelakinya yang sungguh comel tetapi buta berjalan ke sekolah. Saya menangis lagi..

Ya Allah betapa besarnya dugaan sesetengah orang itu. Dan saya, baru dapat sakit sedikit, merungut berjela2 sedangkan hidup saya dilimpahi nikmat yang tidak terhingga dan jika saya merungut pada orang buta di depan saya itu, mesti boleh dapat pelempang free sebab tak bersyukur.

Bagi ibu2 mengandung, nasihat saya, merungutlah secara sederhana ataupun tidak perlulah kot diberitahu ke seluruh komuniti setiap hari bahawa anda sedang menderita morning sickness kerana terdapat golongan di luar sana yang sanggup bertukar tempat dengan anda asalkan dapat mengandung.
Bersyukurlah yang anda sedang mengandung. Dapat mengandung dan melahirkan bayi yang sihat itu adalah suatu miracle yang berlaku setiap hari.

Dan juga peringatan kepada saya, bermoyok kerana teringatkan kandungan yang telah hilang tidak akan menghidupkannya kembali. Bersyukurlah yang saya masih ada suami yang sangat penyayang (yang kini sedang berdengkur tidur di sebelah.. Hehehe). Enjoy lah setiap saat bersama.

Saya bersyukur..

Happy 2nd Anniversary sayang...

I hope you like your gifts because I really love mine and the surprises you gave me :)

Mak saya selalu bilang, bila kita didatangani dugaan, itu tandanya Allah sayang kita kerana Dia mahu kita sentiasa ingat kepada Dia kerana kesenangan mudah membuat kita lupa dan lalai.

24 months.

4 more days and we'll be 2 years. Alhamdulillah. Too bad it falls in the fasting month. Bad means we have to celebrate it later. Bercuti di bulan puasa, rugi tahu. heh

Been surfing the net for a not so budget vacation in Malaysia. Since we have spent a big sum a few months ago, we are a bit sengkek to spend some more.

However, this place is beautiful.




I don't know why, but I'm obsess with private pool. Our honeymoon isn't that fancy. (it depends on one's definition of honeymoon. Some spent all out and came back broke but can still be happy about it.. hehehe.) Since we have to cough up our own money for the wedding, fancy honeymoon will have to come later.

The cheapest room at Legend International Water homes is RM450. Not sure whether it has govt rates. 2 nights means spending almost RM1K which for me is kinda absurd kan? I can buy a quality standing steam iron and a vacuum cleaner with that sum of money.

Kadang-kala susah tahu nak simpan duit gaji setiap bulan. Setelah seronok melihatnya bercambah, kemudian zasss hilang seribu. wuhuhuhu.. Tak sanggup tapi nak pergi bercuti kat tempat yang cantik.. Priority, priority kept on playing on my head sampai dah boleh buat lagu.

Time2 macam ni la rasa macam best kalau menang loteri. hehehe

Ape pun, alhamdulillah for every nikmat Allah has given us..

It's now August and I have 27 days of annual leave.. weeheehee

3 months

I love doing what I did in my previous ministry. But I think I've had enough after 4 years. So, I put up in the profiling survey that I wanted to do something else in other ministry.

My wish is granted.

I was sent to KL. At first I wasn't happy. Mixed feelings. I wanted to stay. I really wanted to tell my boss that I didn't want to go but part of me was excited to accept the challenge to a new place, meeting new people and doing new things.

The other part won. Or should I say my ego. I don't want to be called a coward for being such a sissy not to accept the transfter just because I was so comfortable at my previous place or because the new office is 50km away from home.

I was not in a good mood for the first month. I hate waking up as early as 5.30 (again), take the ERL, exchange to LRT, walk almost 400m (I think) from the station to my office, arrive at the office all sweaty and sticky and went back home tired and moody..

Regardless of all that, alhamdulillah..

3rd August 2011 marks my 3rd month here.

I think I'm ok with it now. Learn a lot about service, LRT, ERL, the people and the shopping.. Eh??

Wearing croc$ is compulsory. It's light, comfy, it dries up fast when it's raining and I can run wearing it. Yes, I run wearing baju kurung or skirt to catch the train if I had to. hehehe

Sure, every place has it's flaws. Oh well, I've learned my lesson not to talk bad about my work. So, let's leave it that way and try my best to cope with it or not to think too much about it :)

Of course, I still walk down the memory lanes. Called my ex-colleague a few days ago and we talked long hours, about the work (the previous work place). Some of you may have read or watched about this, this and this.

If I were still at the old place, all those things may occupy 3/4 of my 9 hours at work doing follow-ups and attended meetings regarding them. Even the ksu went down to the desk officer's room to prepare the feed-back for the minister. Tak boleh bayang weh.......

So, don't be afraid of the unknown. How cliche it may sound, there's always hikmah in everything. Give yourself time to accept and adapt.

Love what you do and you'll be happy.

Barang wajib setiap hari.

The 3rd

This is our 3rd Ramadhan as husband and wife. Setiap tahun dengan keadaan yang berbeza.

Ramadhan pertama: masih tinggal di rumah parents or FIL. Travelling from Putrajaya to KL and we usually ended up breaking fast in the car.

Ramadhan kedua: Lebih stabil. Tempat kerja yang sangat dekat dengan rumah. I cooked almost everyday.

Ramadhan ketiga: Seorang kerja di KL, seorang kerja di Putrajaya tapi kami tinggal di Putrajaya. Macam campuran Ramadhan pertama dan kedua.

So far, I managed to leave the office before 5, took the 5.40pm ERL. Safely seated in the blue car to buy food for iftar at 6. Arrived home at 6.30.

Masih tiada mood masak untuk berbuka sebab penat. But us being the couple that hates to spend so much on food bought as minimal supaya tidak membazir. Yesterday was just a packet of nasi kerabu each and today was nasi ayam. No kuih, no drinks, no side dishes.

Mengakhiri entry dengan gambar kasut di luar surau yang mana jika diclick untuk imej yang lebih besar, anda akan dapati kasut ini tidak sama kiri dan kanannya. Adakah ini satu trend terbaru??