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Dedicated to Nelly and Ahmad, my two bestest frens for the last 10 years!

2009-06-18T20:22:00.000-07:00

Wow, I’ve forgotten my password to blog! And the last time I blog was in March. Actually so many things happen, so many new things to put in, my life has become more hectic than usual, and the finale would be my visit to Borobudhur Temple in Jogjakarta, hooray!

Wow (again) I have so many things to write, which makes me need to focus on one topic for once. Well, lets speak about Nelly and Ahmad’s wedding!

We went there quite early and get the best spot, nearby the scrumptious puddings and fruits dessert. The food was excellent, as the caterer is from KLGCC in Bukit Kiara, no wonder.

Nelly donned a perfect French lace outfit with gold cream lining, and the lace cost more than RM 400 per metre, believe me, I was there helping her to pick up the right material for her wedding gown.

I should also note all the VVIPs that grace the day, notably my beloved Rector of IIUM with his wife. Also there to celebrate the union of a lovely couple was Datuk Ali Rustam. Princess Masera hail all the way from Johor and become the guest of honor. Well, there were so many VVIPs in one event I’ve ever encountered. I guess Pak Habib is widely known and well liked by so many people.

Guests were being entertained by Samra all day long. We had a hearty laugh looking at Ahmad trying hard to dance by the Arabian song. Nelly needs to teach Ahmad harder, hehe

I truly envy Nelly nowadays, she lead a happy life and being pampered by both Ahmad and her in laws. At the moment, she stays with her in laws until Ahmad found a lovely house to start a family with full of kids, hehe

To Nell and Ahmad: Congratulations! Am happy for you guys.

vandalising KD Sri Indera Sakti

2009-03-24T23:45:00.000-07:00

where the captain steering the ship

proud of this ship...only i know why :-)

before entering the ship

a minute after we boarded

its has been quite some time i blog, well...let me put up some pics, quite recent taken while holidaying in Lumut. we've started the journey around 8pm, even though we've promised to move out of the house at 6pm, ha! as if we can!

we're blessed to be able to mount KD Sri Indera Sakti, a big war ship. it was so much fun as Sarah and Farah has been with me all the way from KL

KD Sri Indera Sakti is The Royal Malaysian Navy vessel who swung into action to save a China-registered ship which was being attacked and boarded in the Gulf of Aden last year

on the last night, we've been served scrumptious seafood in the famous restaurant called Bakau, a must go eateries in Lumut

too bad Nelli and Amat couldn't make it, they're so jealous upon seeing our picture...well,they're so busy with other preparations,wink,wink,hehe

My new favorite song

2009-02-24T23:47:00.000-08:00

Gantung
by Melly Goeslaw

Ku harus menemui cintaku

Mencari tahu hubungan kita

Apa masih atau tlah berakhir

Chorus:Kau menggantungkan hubungan ini

Kau diamkan aku tanpa sebab

Maunya apa ku harus bagaimana Kasih

Sampai kapan kau gantung

Cerita cintaku memberi harapan

Hingga mungkin ku tak sanggup lagi

Dan meninggalkan dirimu

Detik-detik waktu pun terbuang

Teganya kau menggantung cintaku

Bicaralah biar semua pasti

Chorus Tentunya hubungan cinta denganmu

Membuat ku sakit

Hingga mungkin ku tak sanggup lagi

Dan meninggalkan dirimu

This is my new favorite song, a good lyrics with a great melodies. and definitely written and sang by my favorite composer. Look over the video clip on You Tube, it has Luna Maya in it!

Slumdog Millionaire is Damn Brilliant!

2009-02-19T01:02:00.000-08:00

Nun came over to my house last night in her chirpy self bringing along Slumdog Millionaire dvd. There was so much hype about this movie and I was really looking forward to watch it. We sat together while at the same time ate out dinner on the couch.

My vote is: A

A must see movie that would moves you to tears and at the same time makes you pondering more about your life. It feels good to finally able to watch a great flick rather than settle on horrible movies like Brendan Fraser’s latest lord-of-the-ring-wannabe movie.

Traffic Woes

2009-02-13T01:04:00.000-08:00

I’m rather perplexed to see that traffic has been worst day by day. If before I could like reach my office within 40 minutes, but for the past two weeks it takes 1 hour or more.

This has become an intense debate in the pantry for our regular breakfast together. Some give a reason of lower oil consumption thus increase of motorist in the road. It does make sense. If there is a choice, I would prefer to use a public transportation, but only if this public transportation is within walking distance to my office.

As I live in Kajang, the only public transportation available is the commuter. I had a lost love with the commuter; it has been a horror and traumatizes experience ever. I wish the coming PM would really consider upgrading public transportation big time!

Spa Experience

2009-02-13T01:02:00.000-08:00

Sarah just YMing me a few minutes ago asking whether I want to join her for a spa. Em, that would be great but doing spa is not my first priority nowadays. My life now resolves around books and endless assignment.

We love to go to spa together before. It was a wholesome experience. The feeling of your body being splash with aromatherapy oil brings you to an endless bliss. So far, the best spa I’ve been to is definitely in Jakarta. Not only because I’ve only paid 50 bucks for three hours Balinese whole body massage, by the masseuse works wonder with my limbs. They’re so professional to that extent offering to scrub my body while I’m naked in the shower. This is true!

Malaysians are still prudent even among the girls. I experienced a shock in my life when encountering bare breasted ladies in the sauna room. I think our group, the only Malaysians who kept our towel intact. Spas in Malaysia charge us ridiculously. I heard that Sembunyi Spa in JW Marriot Putrajaya can reach RM 600 per session. It’s true, a friend of mine has been there, well, she could afford it. With that price, I can pay half of my monthly car loan. Oh, how much I miss going over to spa but I promised myself to a grand spa boutique the moment I graduated.

Melaka trip with my Girls

2009-02-06T00:18:00.001-08:00

"places to visit?"

Tomorrow would be a great day as my besties and I plan to go to Melaka. We are kind of happy to get far from KL, am getting tired of endless sight of traffic jam. Initially we plan to stay overnight. I’ve been planned for days to get the approval from my mom. My mom is known to be very strict and such a non-nonsense type of parent. I’ve came out with several excuses for my mom to let me go and unwind with the rest of the girls but the girls has decided to have a day trip instead. Thank God.

I hate to lie to my mom as my mom has the power to spot it rightly. And it saves me greatly from begging and pleading non stop scenario.

Well, Nelly has just YM-ing me telling that the girls would like to bunk in her apartment tonight and asking me whether I would like to join in, it sounds great, it has been awhile since we lepaking in one bed together like old times in Sumayyah.

Melaka, wait for us to rock you down! We’re going to have a great time!

Good Work! Am proud of u!

2009-02-05T23:41:00.000-08:00

A friend of mine just calls to give great news. Few weeks before he did submitted a proposal on scouts camping event and hoping for a sponsorship. He sent it to this Majlis Daerah Sukan Manjung, Perak hoping that they have certain allocation for his team. After a few weeks waiting for the feedback, while at the same time not having a high hope, he got a call from them telling that his proposal has been granted. To add more, the grant will be handed by Minister of Sports, Datuk Ismail Sabri (Dafi’s father to everyone) himself on this Sunday.

Apparently, officers in Majlis Daerah are totally impressed with his proposal and they forwarded it to the Minister’s office. The Ministry’s office took notice and will back up more of his plans for the sake of sports.

To this particular fella, Z, way to go man! Am proud of you and hope that you will destine for more greatness. I never doubt your abilities and will support you till the end.

Her Job Title

2009-02-04T18:52:00.000-08:00

Title plays an important role in describing you in within a second. By mentioning your title, people can actually conjure up a certain image that they carry everywhere. While chatting with my best friend yesterday, we’ve manage to rebranding a certain title as it would be more sassy and totally out of the ordinary. Such as:

Special ASSistant to the Executive Sucksitary

or

Special ASSistant to the ExSUCKutive Sexytary

Whats yours? hehehe

Jokes for Today

2009-02-03T23:05:00.000-08:00

Try to explain womenA man dies and goes to Heaven.
He gets to meet GOD and asks GOD if he can ask him a few questions."Sure," GOD says, "Go right ahead".
"OK," the man says. "Why did you make women so pretty?"
GOD says, "So you would like them."
"OK," the guy says. "But how come you made them so beautiful?"
"So you would LOVE them", GOD replies.
The man ponders a moment and then asks, "But why did you make them such airheads?"
GOD says, "So they would love you!"

i've told you i've been to hiking

2009-01-21T18:32:00.000-08:00

"em...i look so gedik lah"

"we've made it! pic taken at Canopy Walk FRIM"

"walking towards parking lot, badan dh lenguh2 hence the picture"

Pics taken in FRIM Kepong

This is strong evidence that I’ve been hiking and walk non stop for 1 kilometer

Scaling-ing my teeth

2009-01-16T00:41:00.000-08:00

Nun, my ‘sister’ called up yesterday to check out on me. She wants to drop by at her father’s clinic and wondering whether I want to go as well as I’ve been nagging non stop about my teeth.

It’s been awhile since I had my scaling. Actually, it has been years, the last time I had it was in the year of 2004, in my final year in UIA to be exact.

So, Nun being so generous picks me up at my office and we went straight to Uncle Tajuddin’s clinic in Rawang. It’s not that far from PBD with this new highway.

Dentist always bring shivers down my spine. By looking at all the dental equipment, the steels and the drills is enough to me dizzy and grasp for air. Uncle Taj had to assure me several times and used all his skills in managing patient just to keep me still. I guess if there are sweets nearby, he might resort to coax me with it as I’ve been behaving like 3 years old kid.

Uncle Taj has a magnificent gift in being a dentist apart from he’s a specialist and has being in the industry for over 40 years. I remember the last time I went for scaling, the doctor is being so hard on my gum that it bleeds several times over the course of my treatment. But with Uncle Taj, I hardly bleed; he cleans it perfectly that I can’t find any traces of cavities at all. He finishes it with polishing. It’s damn funny about this polishing thing, the sound of it just like hearing the sound of my car being polish.

He wants to give me a great family discount but since my company covers the bills, I asked him to quote higher, hehe. He deserves it anyway.

Being non- HALAL

2009-01-13T18:39:00.001-08:00

I’m easily tired lately due to my hectic schedule. So, in order to overcome my lack of energy, I went to the nearest pharmacy and bought a supplement. I browsed through the shelf, picking up several bottles after bottles to have the right one for my body. The salesgirl quite adamant to give free consultation why I’m in needs such vitamins after vitamins. By the time she finishes, the list has reached more than 10 bottles. Perhaps she genuinely worried over my wary and unkempt look plus with the dark circle.

Somehow, I’ve decided to try on Evening Primrose Oil, I’ve heard that it is good for woman’s blood circle. I’ve taken several capsules until I realize something. There is no Halal logo anywhere on the bottle. Immediately, I stop the intake and let it be in my office drawer for months.

While I rummaging my drawer looking after my file, I’ve found the bottle again and decided to thoroughly check out the brand in a whim. The result is disastrous. Not only has it had no Halal logo, the gelatin in soft gel shell is from bovine source. Yuck!

This is what I found from the net about this bovine:

The biological subfamily bovinae includes a diverse group of 10 genera of medium to large sized ungulates, including domestic cattle, the bison, the water buffalo, the yak, and the four-horned and spiral-horned antelopes

Can I imagine that all this while I’ve been eating non-halal food for weeks? How careless I am in taking serious over the halal issue. I’m being so lackadaisical thinking that since it’s just a mere vitamin, I shouldn’t check before buying and eating it. Halal goes beyond pig and wine, mind you.

I couldn’t forgive myself for being a sloppy. I’m a Muslim, and as a true Muslimah, I should practice good governance on foods intake. From now on, I would be careful, I mean, extra careful in buying things that will goes down the throat.

hiking...history in the making

2009-01-11T20:11:00.000-08:00

Friends who close to me know well that I’m far than being an outdoor type of person.

I never indulge in any outdoor activities. I rather sit at home with a great book in hand. That is what I call an ‘activity’. I’m open up for a challenge when my cousins insisted me to come for a hiking yesterday. So far, my definition of hiking only reserve for shopping complexes as I bet no one can walk non stop for hours with shopping bags in both hands. To add more, with high heels nothing less.

We arrived at FRIM by 7am. There are so many people already, some with a complete gear for hiking. Armed with my latest nike, bought in Gold coast, to cheer up my effort, we went up to a hill with other hikers. I’m quite surprise to see so many people at that early morning, some came along with their small kids.

i'll add pics later, see ya!

boycotting phase mode

2009-01-11T19:31:00.000-08:00

I’m boycotting Starbucks. Not because my action would actually close down the whole operation but I believe my stands will somehow makes a difference. I’ve received some feedbacks which rather skeptical about the whole idea. Its sound far fetches for a start, does my action will actually makes Starbucks bleed, everyone doubt so, and I doubt it too.

Let hear this first, if ten people choose not to spend RM 10 in Starbucks for one day, Starbucks will lose RM 100 per day. Even though I’m not majoring in Business or Marketing, but surely RM 100 per day means a lot to any business outlet.

I also encourage my cousins to follow my steps, some rather ecstatic about the idea of boycotting Starbucks as we spend most of the time hanging in Starbucks for cuppa of caffeine, surely the place will miss us(money) greatly.

One of my colleagues chided my intention, telling that we can’t really function without American products. Yes, indeed, even I can’t blog without using this American software, like I said before, I do doubt my ability to crash the Jewish economy but I’m doing this for the sake of showing my support for the Palestinians, showing my protest and at least I’m doing something rather sit back and wait for a miracle to come.

Does my action helps? We'll see as i dont have the answer either.

It’s a first step and more to come…

2009-01-08T22:58:00.001-08:00

"Kelab Music 1994"

I’ve just putted this pic in FB yet within a second, I’ve receives so many comments. It shows how much we’re missing each other, missing the old days and the beauty of being schoolchildren. Other friends whom in the pic help to tag and named several people that ive forgotten. The pic was taken in 1994 while I was 13 years old hence don’t blame me if I forget few names.

I’m not pretty sure in what event we’re performing, Azreen told me perhaps it was Hari Guru or something. Somehow I still remember that we had practicing non stop for one month. It was so damn fun and we’ve stayed back after school to polish up our skills and went to nearby mamak afterwards for snacks which took longer than practicing time.

Now looking at where we are now, I’m proud to say that we’re still the same like before, full of laughter and amusement, nothing has change.

I wish I would take more pictures before, but we’re not that fortunate like kids nowadays. Not everyone afford to have a camera, even that, we’re borrowing our parents unlike kids nowadays who had their own digital camera.

According to the Gravepine,Datuk Siti...

2009-01-07T19:31:00.000-08:00

Two of my classmates are working in entertainment industry. One is in Utusan and another in Astro. While having our break, we always equip ourselves with the most important, vital stories that really matters to life and death, that would be gossiping artists.

Well, yesterday’s latest news would be on Datuk Siti. Poor her, even after two years, Malaysians include me still not letting her free from endless speculation and guesswork. I wonder why her? I mean she is not the only person whom ended up marrying suami orang. Is this because people have so much hope on her and putting her above the pedestal that she could never do any wrongdoings. Em, this is the questions that I’ve been asking myself from time to time as I’ve been so fixated over her latest news lately.

Her so called break up has been splash in the main newspaper yesterday. Not to forget, it was even covered by Chinese and Tamil newspaper. There goes our true Malaysian Muhibah culture,hahaha. Somehow it does makes me wondering is everything ok? If it is true, that would be a catastrophic. I bet Malaysians especially the ladies would overjoyed over her impending breakdown. Believe me, there are some who has given her, the most 3 years of marriage.

I have no comment over this matter, because honestly, I’m on Tengku Zawyah’s (the first bini) side :-p

quiz for you!

2009-01-06T19:27:00.000-08:00

Dearie loves to give me quizzes which sometimes irritated me. I know he means well, but his quizzes are rather far fetching from my brain radar. Ok, today’s quiz would be the differences between a sedan and saloon car? He’s sporting enough to let me browse thru the net in finding the answer. But the answer found is rather obscure. Sedan is in British English and Saloon is in American English. Is that all? All I care about car is whether it comes in my favourite color and its fuel consumption.

Previously he used to challenge me about why we need to buy plasma instead of LCD. My answer at first would be “Em, don’t you think that Samsung LCD would look nicer in our living room as it comes with red lining?” Hahaha, I did sounds bimbo at times. So there I go again browsing thru the net, looking everything I can grasp about Plasma and LCD. In other words, I can get extra money doing sales in Senheng shop now.

But somehow I realize his way has profound effect to me in being more knowledgeable, and not taking things into granted. I know a lot of things nowadays that stretch far from handbags, make up and shoes.

Still, I intend to get even. Today’s quiz for Dearie would be:

“What is the difference between matte and moist lipstick?”

Take that baby!

STAT strucks

2009-01-05T23:00:00.000-08:00

I was struck with total numbness when Prof Jusang teaches us in Malay last night. I took Statistics before and luckily I still remember most of the terms. But by mentioning those Stat terms in Malay is out rightly funny. Ok let’s have the list:

Variable: Pembolehubah
Median: Memusat (I never realize there are such word as memusat, does it came close to pusat?)

I don’t really mind if he wants to teach in Malay, but why can’t he stick in English when it comes to Stat terminologies. I feel hopeless.

Still, I aim to get an A for this paper. I want to show it to the world, no :-) I just want to challenge myself in getting back at my endless bad marks on Stat before.

the greatest lies ever

2009-01-04T19:56:00.000-08:00

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/3998664/Holocaust-survivors-love-story-exposed-as-a-fraud.html

I’ve just read this article. No wonder the Iranian President is adamant in telling the world that Holocaust is totally a fabrication. To me Holocaust is merely a great storybook to make the world sees the Jews as a victim thus help to condone their act against Palestine. I hope more lies will be exposed.

happy study

2009-01-04T19:27:00.000-08:00

Helmy, my colleague took a day off today, as he’s sending her daughter for her first day of school. Like a normal parent, he’s rather ecstatic with finally accepting that her daughter has move to the next level. I still remember my first day of school, wearing a dark blue pinafore, short hair and all. I was brave; I didn’t cry like other kids or keep looking for parents standing over the window. My mom teaches at the same school too. Well, quite glamour back then, anak teacher, they called me.

Today also is my first day of new semester. Last night, I rummaged my closet searching for a calculator as today’s class would be statistics.

I truly miss my classmate. We had a great semester last year. Well, happy study to me.

BBQ on the last 1 Jan 2009!

2009-01-04T18:21:00.000-08:00

" gambar poyo kami"

"busying ourselves wif foods"

yummy!

On the last 1st Jan, we had a BBQ! We did it at my home; others came with endless of pot lucks and thus make the BBQ table overfilled with foods, a fattening one I may add. We’ve decided to make it exclusively for cousins only but parents are much welcome to crash the party. Nadia came with her pasta salad, but we kind of miss her signature potato salad.

I manage to make the partiers drool over my barbequed chocolate melted banana. It was my first attempt and everyone keeps asking for the recipe. Wow, what an accomplishment.

We played charade afterwards, and sadly may team had to bow to other team’s prowess. But still, it was so fun.

ending it with style

2009-01-02T01:23:00.000-08:00

My activities on the last 31st January…

a) going out to Alamanda, bought two new shoes, which is so cheap and carry my size
b) watching a movie, the Bedtime Stories by Adam Sandler, a so-so one, Sandler had done better and could do better
c) beat a guy in a game arcade, well, perhaps not a great move, need to feed on man’s egoism, em, whatever, I hate to loose
d) been back at home by 9am, fall asleep immediately…

(the post above shows my so unadventurous mode in celebrating the New Year, while others shouting happy new year loudly,singing Auld Lang Syne, but i've gone deaf over nonstop ringing of messages from well wishing friends, does it mean that I lead an unglamorous life? hehehe)

just a humble servant

2009-01-02T01:12:00.001-08:00

I ended the 2008 with a doa and start my 2009 with a doa too. As I believe I’m just a humble human that needs Allah’s blessing in order to walk in His land.

Some of my relatives came over to my home and we had our last Asar of 2008 lead by my uncle whom kind of imam in our family. Cousins from all over places came over too and we recited doa akhir tahun in unison, to mark the end of the year and showing our gratitude to Allah that helps in strengthening our family.

I’m praying that after all, all that I have with me, every single thing, a great family and friends, my car, and my dresses that fill in my closet, my so damn many shoes and handbags is all come from Allah. Without Him, I’m nothing.

new semester is up and coming

2008-12-29T18:01:00.000-08:00

New semester is getting nearer but I’m yet in getting nearer to a total sanity. I wish I could be more discipline, by doing my assignments the minute I have a topic rather than doing a 10pages article in one day, what a feat, but it’s truly not a good practice. Well, a new resolution for a new semester and a new year.

I’ve paid a staggering 2,300 thou to continue my study. With that sum, I can fill in my cupboard with new handbags and shoes. It’s been while since I don a new shoe. Dearie would never understand this but I’m pretty sure there are hundreds of girls out there could really feel me.

But, prepare for this, I paid my own fees! Yes, I did! With my own hard earned money that has been followed by never ending tears and true diligence…em, what a drama queen.

These act has propel me to become more responsible towards my studies, no matter how tired I am, I would step the accelerator more than usual so I can arrive at class on time, I never dare to do a ‘ponteng’ anymore, well, I’m paying these boring lecturer, so makes well I be there to witness the never ending boredom.

I’m hoping for a more action this coming semester. I’ve registered three subjects this year which is:

a) Statistics for Communication Research- I cringe whenever I hear about statistics as I had a very bad experience with Dr Saodah Wok back in UIA. I did badly on this paper previously. Hopefully, the new lecturer would have better comprehension on this subject
b) Advanced Public Relations- I always love PR subjects. From my past experience, I had nail As in all my PR subject. Well, for a master level, I cannot resting on my laurels, I should prepare to do more
c) Crisis Communication- I love this subject too. Back in UIA, Mr Alwi, the most notorious and most feared lecturer gave me an A for this paper, and I found later that I’m the only student in the class who got A. So, for this time, I’m gonna repeat the history.

Well friends, please pray for my success.

nite session at Starbucks

2008-12-16T00:32:00.000-08:00

" my new organizer"

"from left: Nun, Ika, Me and Diyana enjoying the nite with coffee"

Last Sunday, I went for supper at nearby Starbucks with my cousins cum neighbour, the usual group of loud shrieking Ika, Nun and Diyana. The initial plan would be lepaking in Old Town Coffee has been upgraded to Starbucks the moment I’ve told them I’m paying. They know how to really ‘appreciate’ my kindness,hehe

I also bought myself a Starbucks’s organizer, it’s damn cheap, cost me like 18 bucks for real, smells good leather. It’s so cute, makes it harder to put in any writing.

Gadget makes me dizzy

2008-12-15T00:08:00.000-08:00

" My Dearie own a Asus P750 while mine is HTC Touch Dual"

I owned a PDA, HTC Touch Dual to be exact. But I’m so not IT gadget junkie. The only things that I’ve done with my PDA are:
a) Making and receiving calls
b) SMS-ing
c) MMs-ing
d) Snapping pictures
d) …

Em, that’s it. That’s the reason that I shouldn’t get myself into this IT or PDA gadgetry world. I don’t know how to use one. Dearie has taken a great time explaining to me that my PDA worth more than I thought; in fact I can do my office work in it. Still, by the time he finishes, I become groggy with all this tech words.

If anyone presents me a new Nano iPod, Shuffles or anything which spells Apple, I’ll cry in silent. I don’t really listen to music all the time nor I need to catch the latest music flicks. I wish I can be more knowledgeable so I can keep up with my Dearie hence appreciate his HTC gift to me.

A dedication to Zue

2008-12-14T23:34:00.000-08:00

I would like to dedicate the year of 2008 to non other than my good friend, Zue. She is born in 8th August 1981, sharing the same birth date with her father, Uncle Zakaria, 8th August 1950 and tied the knot on 8th August 2008. Awesome, right ?

We’ve been friends since matriculation, way back in Petaling Jaya. I love to squat in her room as she always prepared with foods, endless foods. And our parents also know each other well as her father working together with my dad.

I’m truly honored when she asked me to become her bridesmaid. Classes has make me away most of the time, unable to help her with all the madness of wedding preparation, but I compensate it by giving her a facial, a nice backrub and an aromatherapy massage on her wedding night :-)

the end of 2008

2008-12-14T23:26:00.001-08:00

The year of 2008 is closing down, so many things happened in 2008, it’s sweet and bitter, but I guess the sweet and bitter makes your life complete. Time flies fast that sometimes I feel the need to stop, catch my breath and try to learn from mistakes.

I have my share of regrets hence makes me wonder whether I would ever learn. But when time passed by, I know I have nurture into a stronger woman. Tears become a strong tidal wave that washes away all the misery.

As for new resolution to welcome the New Year, well, I never had one as I hardly followed one. Still, my doa in becoming a better muslimah has never end. By looking at all this nonsense in this world, our mind would quick to register that the Armageddon is getting nearer. Am I fully prepared? This is something that bothers me non stop.

the convo issue

2008-12-12T00:26:00.001-08:00

" the fruit of my hard labour"

I’ve found out that UIA has changed their policy. The most obvious one is the definitely our convo attire. Previously, and during my time, UIA is the only university who skip wearing a normal black convo hat. We instead opting wearing white yellowish tudung with a unique lining on top of our garb. While the guy will wearing a black songkok with our unique yellow and green lining.

Since there is a change in the management, they change it all. From top to bottom. On last week, I’ve met a friend to my dearest, Liza who has just completed her convocation. She also commented that our old garb is much more define and more UIAsm. I looked upon her picture in FB and by the look of it, it’s totally horrendous.

Why do you need to change something that is good enough just to make a statement? Or perhaps to make people remember his repertoire of making a difference. A difference indeed but something that people hates most.

I heard that several students had in fact opposed the idea of changing this convo garb, but it has been ignored completely. Pity them. Em, luckily I’m not the victim.

My FB

2008-12-11T19:40:00.001-08:00

FB is such a wonder; I’ve met several of my old classmate way back in primary school. Yesterday, I’ve added Eziatul Nurin, my Ketua Pengawas back then. I miss her so much and quite ecstatic to see her holding her one year old son. And today, I’ve added Maheran, we’re so inseparable back then, sit side by side in class and going to canteen together every day.

I’ve noted some differences but not that much, well we’ve turn into a sassy and young adult woman. Womanhood agrees with us. We’re a career woman now, and it seems that most of my classmate has become accountant. Nurin, Nana, Maheran , Siti Balkhish is an accountant. I hate maths and it does not surprises that I’m far in becoming an accountant or anything to do with maths.

I’m rather glad to be in FB even though some quipped that it is rather an invasion to one’s privacy. One also said that people in FB is plain vain. Well, whatever. My experience in meeting up my old classmate makes it worth all the non privacy.

Escapade in Janda Baik

2008-12-11T18:46:00.000-08:00

" the animal farm"

" giving food to Nelly's rabbit"

"am waiting for our nasi berayani kambing"

" farah and nik"

Nelly, the most devilish friend ever has invited us to some Majlis Cukur Jambul in Janda Baik. After seeing the worst of KL almost every day, escapade in Janda Baik is definitely something that we really look forward.

We woke up early and arrived by 11am even though the ceremony won’t start after lunch. Well, it’s worth the waiting as we strolling in the garden with the beautiful scenery overlooking the river and the sound of reverberating waterfall. Nelly’s grandfather, the fame political writer Syed Al Attas, manages to groom his garden into an awesome landscape complete with rest houses.

The best thing happen when we ate our delicious nasi beriyani kambing by the river. Swimming became the next agenda and we ate some more while sitting on the rock in the middle of Janda Baik stream.

p/s: i wonder why we didn't take pictures of the river

Ali Baba's Kebab

2008-12-11T18:07:00.001-08:00

"waiting for the best kebab ever in Gold Coast"

"kebab in Brisbane tastes awful"

One thing that makes me crave for Gold coast is definitely the kebab. Believe me; you won’t get one in KL. Thanks to Sarah, who has been there before, look after Ali Baba’s Kebab, so the moment we landed in the land of Kangaroo, the went straight to Ali Baba’s Kebab which is just a few minutes walk from our hotel. Indeed, it is the best ever kebab I’ve ever tasted. It is so big, a lot of chickens and cheese inside with toasted wrapping.

There are several kebab’s stand along the sidewalk, but couldn’t compare to Ali Baba’s Kebab. So guys, please look after this shop while you’re in Gold Coast.

life as it is

2008-11-09T17:28:00.000-08:00

I know this woman who is the kindest hearted person I’ve ever met. Last week, when we’re in the kitchen, she makes a remark, some kind of a deadly vow, claiming that she won’t cook anymore and become a kitchen slave. I was so shock by her unexpected proclamation and feel sad as she is definitely a one damn great cook. I couldn’t blame her much. All this while she sacrifices a lot but was not being appreciated. She filed for her divorce and the court has just granted her application. Being married to a loser change her perspective altogether. For the past one year of marriage, she cooks non stop while his husband refuses to lift even one finger, forget about washing his own mug. The last straw is when her husband complains to his mommy, being a mommy’s boy, that his wife’s cooking is not up to his liking. How could he. This woman does two jobs just to meet end’s need. Why is that? Because the loser after some accident in his previous office that makes him stays at home for 2 months, refuse to look for other job just simply because it does not conform to his desire. End up, this woman after working hour, rush back to home, cooking and doing all house chores before students come over for a tuition lesson. What her husband is doing? Well, playing his damn playstation and glued to the tv from morning till the next morning. And it has been going on for one year. I bet other woman won’t stay that long.

Oh, do I miss the part that this loser husband has no diploma what so ever, working with his mom’s best friend as an office boy while his wife has a degree and earn more than him. Still, he overlooks the fact that she is a great woman, refuse to marry for money, choose love instead and hoping that he will take a great care of her. As it is all she needs.

Last week, me and other girls celebrating her freedom by buying her a flower and takes a picture to commemorate the first day being an official divorcee. Weird huh? But, that’s life, weird things happen and we choose to celebrate a new life instead of looking back at the past. Oh, Miss Divorcee N, please cook again, but this time, for a great man who lifts up your day.

alma mater

2008-10-17T01:14:00.001-07:00

My father whom graduated from University of Bath, UK receives the university’s newsletter bimonthly. It s nothing much, the newsletter looks so boring, dull with dreary graphic layout. Still, it shows that by receiving the newsletter, it reminds you where you come from, and where you gain your education and more importantly, is where you receive your valuable experience in life.

My dad told me that in UK and US, the alma mater is being taken seriously. The old student makes an attempt to ‘give back to the university’. They have a lot of activities that gather the old students that can carry back from 1950s.

We have a lot of successful famous person who could in fact give back to their university. Not necessarily in terms of monetary but their experiences and knowledge as well. Why UIA can’t invites the old students who make it for a talk, sharing their skill and know-how in order to create a more talented students.

There are more than exams and endless assignments in university curriculum. Create an atmosphere whereby the product of UIA feel ready enough to face the world out there. The world is not just confine in text books provided to us, but the knowledge in how to survive in the cut throat working industry is hard to find.

the tea lady, a crucial position

2008-10-14T19:33:00.000-07:00

i love tea more than coffee

Our new tea lady makes a bad tea. It’s damn sweet, u feel like to puke after only one cup. I wonder how they scrutinize the tea lady before hiring one. Definitely they have a resume telling that they’ve years of experience brewing coffee and tea for several companies so far. But what is the real mechanism to make sure that we’ve hired the right one.

I’ve several suggestions here. During the interview session, skip the whole normal process of getting to know her, her experience, bla bla bla straight to the main point, which is her skill.

The interviewer will then ask the tea lady to make a coffee or tea there and then. Next step is to invite several staff to taste the drink. There will be a form where the taster will then give their marks on the drink prepared by the candidate.

Marks given are strictly confidential, as it will invite brickbats in the office later as everyone has their own taste. Some like it sweet and some may like it medium sweet. Or perhaps one will vote for no sugar at all.

Not to forget, the candidate must be willing to make tea after tea endlessly. I once came across a tea lady who gave deaf ear on request for tea claiming that she had made tea more than twice in a day. I really disgust this kind of attitude, as like you have any other things to do besides gossiping and reading entertainment magazine in the surau.

In the end, everyone will be happy to have a perfect tea lady if everyone follows my idea, hehe. Perhaps I could relay my idea to the management. How will they react?

UIA's Dilemma

2008-10-13T20:13:00.000-07:00

Atikah, my cousin cum neighbor is studying in UIA, so as usual we talk a lot about UIA as my blood still runs this UIAns epidemic. We can have several universities line up in our resume, but usually the first university that we’ve entered always is on the top of our heart.

So many changes happen in UIA. One thing for sure, the students are getting bolder and brash. Pardon me; I was the most indiscipline, rebellious student way back in UIA. I was once sent back to hostel to change my dress because apparently my dress is not according to the dress code of UIA.

But after visiting UIA yesterday for a business talk, the atmosphere has completely changed. The sisters (to refer to female students in UIA’s lingua) going to classes wearing short, tight tugging t-shirt which didn’t cover their bottom at all. I’m so perplexed with this scenario. Same goes to my best friend, Farah. Yes, we’ve change, we’re wearing the same outfit like theirs to work, but we have made an effort to wear long shirt before coming over to UIA. Why? Because we have the strong respect over the institution. We respect the values and morality imbedded in us from the first moment we enter the university.

I used to call this Maaruf Club students aka PAS supporters as overzealous zealot. Well, it’s kind of harsh but this committee has the tendency to become the social police in UIA. Stopping us in the middle of the road to comment on our dresses or giving cruel and cold stares if we’re seen talking to a brother (refer to male student in UIA’s lingua). Even though the conversation would be like:

“Wei, assignment tak siap lagilah, let me have yours so I can have a look and perhaps make a copy out of it”

“No problem, tapi next assignment bagi aku tiru ko punyer pulak”

Please note that the conversation did not have any sexual tension in between the lines. Still, it was so wrong to talk with guys even in public area in their eyes.

But based on my last visit, I was almost become just like one of this Maaruf Club. I’ve been trying hard not to tell this one girl out rightly that her short t-shirt has shown her panties at the back whenever she bows down. Not that I care much about this, I won’t go ballistic as this is a normal scene out side, but please not in UIA, ok!

friend+ship=friendship

2008-10-10T00:45:00.000-07:00

Everyday, I say thanks to Allah for giving me great friends. This is something that I mostly treasure.

I can proudly tell the world that my closest friends aka alter ego, Sarah, Farah, Neli and Nor has been with me ups and downs for 10 years now. They’re friends’ way back from matriculation.

I can also shout it to anyone that my classmates from school are still with me, even though we have completely different lives now, we still catch up if time allows.

Not to forget, my newfound friends, Laila and Uli. We become fast friends on the very first day of my Master class. Since then, we’re inseparable. Some thought that we’ve known each other before and quite surprise when they know the real stories.

Laila and Uli is truly someone that I can count on during my trying time of juggling time between work and study. They never fail to keep in my notes if I fail to come to class, reminding me that not to forget to send in mostly-forgotten-assignments and giving me a pat at the back when I score high marks.

I’ve heard enough scary stories telling by others who had just completed their graduate studies. Everyone has problems in organizing time and to concentrate on the studies, but this is something that we’re expecting. Unfortunately, the real problem comes in the name of friendship. They’re facing hardship in maintaining group cohesion and solidity.

My cousin has decided to postpone her MBA for one semester as she told me that several of her classmates have the tendency to keep secret on examination date. What the ‘f’? I mean, come on, and does it make them more superior, scoring higher than the rest? This is truly something that I cannot comprehend till the end.

When I’m up there, receiving my scroll in the Great Hall, I will always remember Laila and Uli Febriyanti while gripping hard on my Master degree, insya Allah.

still in a raya mode

2008-10-06T18:12:00.000-07:00

This raya, one thing for sure is that I’m wearing last years’ kebaya. As my tailor only can deliver my new baju raya on the second week of raya. I feel awkward at first; never in my life I’ve experiencing wearing old one instead a new, smells good baju raya. Even though I’ve only worn it twice and nobody notices the fact that it’s an old one. Still, it’s not new. Nelly paid a visit and we spend the night eating my mom’s nasi beriyani.

We went to Singapore for two straight days. Since that my mom’s cousin reside there, we hop from house to house and got to eat Singaporean Hari Raya delicacies, which is something that we’re looking forward. It’s been like more than 10 years since I’ve visited Singapore. The city is so squeaky clean, my aunt’s flat looks like an apartment resort complete with a beautiful garden and pathway. We’ve to think twice before tossing a tissue out of the car’s window.

Not to forget, the biggest wheel, the same one we have here, Eye of Malaysia, it just that it seems like it’s 10 times bigger. As we cruise along the road, we noticed a very big construction going on, planning to build the biggest casino in Asia. Nothing can compare my astonishment over the awesome Changi Airport. The ceiling of the airport amazes me and something innovative yet to be presented ever.

We spent the last day visiting Jurong Bird Park, it was so big, we end visited only half of the place and went straight to our Pulai Spring Resorts in Johor Bahru for a rest.

working on the eve raya

2008-09-29T19:53:00.000-07:00

At this moment, this second, I’m here in front of my PC, working. Yes, working on the last day of Ramadhan is not what I’m expecting. After four years working, this is my very first experience. As I’m rather new, I prefer not to take too much holidays till I’m being confirmed.

Well, there are 4 other colleagues in my level, I’m not pretty sure on the second level, but surely there is someone working downstairs.

Working on the eve of Hari Raya is not like working at all. The mind and spirit is elsewhere, and your eyes keep darting to the clock, wishing that it will goes faster. I browse through the net a lot, clicking all items in the news yahoo, looking at my friend’s profile in Facebook and reading other’s blog. What a bliss.

One thing for sure, the road is almost empty. Truly wish that I can have the road to myself and it only takes 30mins for me to reach my office the last two days rather an hour on a normal working day. Well, keep dreaming because what you’re asking is too much :-)

bad services... an angry customer

2008-09-28T19:35:00.000-07:00

Last weekend, I agreed for an invitation to break the fast with my old schoolmate. We’ve done it almost every year, and I’m yet to break the rule. But, inept services of the chosen restaurant spoil the evening that suppose to be a memorable one. I’m not going to name the place, afraid that it will contribute to its bankruptcy.

When Usop mentioned the place, we’re so looking forward to it, as it supposed to be must-go-latest eateries in Ampang. Well, the ambience is great with a lake in the middle, so like kampung style all over. But, things get nasty; the restaurant let so many people in, squeezing table in every nooks and hooks. And to make things worst, the food is scarce. We can saw that people with hungry faces, lining up for a meager food. Ok fine, lets wait for another 30 minutes to get our food, well bad decision, the tray was empty afterwards. We ended up waiting till 8pm for the cook to replenish the food.

By that time, everyone is so pissed off. We’re even not in the mood for taking pictures. I was almost contemplated of not paying full prices as we only eat less those half foods they’re serving. We can’t really understand their plight, the Ramadhan is almost over, surely they know what to expect and fully prepare with the large crowd.

My classmate then suggested to lepak in our Lazzez, Pandan Indah; the usual place to meet familiar faces of my schoolmate. I declined the offer and decided to go home instead with a sour face.

Lets hope for a merry Syawal :-)

A poignant picture

2008-09-25T19:47:00.000-07:00

I was in a complete shock while browsing thru Utusan Online today. The picture of a solemn and grave 8 childrens makes me feel so heartbreaking. A poignant picture which tells a hundred sad stories in the last of week of Ramadhan makes me wonder how many of them in Malaysia.
It makes me so mad; I mean where all this Jabatan Masyarakat, this Zakat management, does they know their job. Obviously, there a millions of bucks sitting in the bank untouched. This is the right time for us to donate and help to ease their burden. Why the media still need to highlight their stories in order to get a bowl of rice.

It is truly a big responsibility for the Zakat board to really reach out to the needy person instead of the media people who actually manage to find one, an amanah which is inevitable. Yes, I can donate, like most of Malaysians, we have no qualms at all to give out alms but then we also pay zakat, and hoping that our money will be used for a good cause.

May allah bless these siblings in Yan, Kedah.

raya...perhaps

2008-09-23T22:27:00.000-07:00

How time flies, its already the 24th of September. Counting days for Aidil Fitri. Looking back what I’ve done so far to celebrate Ramadhan, what a shame. Spend most of my nights doing non stop assignments. Yeah, what a lame excuse.

I don’t feel like to welcome Hari Raya. Even I could not embrace the atmosphere. Maybe it’s because my grandma is no longer with us, the celebration seems like missing something. Same goes to my mom and all the aunts. They’re even yet decided on the menu. Well, this year we’ve decided to go back to Johor Bahru and perhaps have a one day trip to Singapore.

Last Saturday, I spent my day in two shopping complexes, the notable Jalan Tunku Abdul Rahman and KLCC. Since it yet the pay day, the famous long road in Masjid India is almost empty. I’m rather sad to find that there is not many options in KLCC for me to buy one. It is almost like they dump all the ugly, old fashion, crime-in fashion in one go. Well, it’s blessing in disguise, now that I need to save a lot of money.

In the end, I bought nothing, yes, what an achievement.

Puasa Mode

2008-09-12T00:34:00.001-07:00

This puasa, sad to tell, I haven’t yet doing the terawih in masjid. Yes, I did it at home, but surely couldn’t compare the feeling of jemaah. My night is usually occupied with classes, exams and assignments. Since we’re nearer to the end of the semester, I’m so glued with my final assignments. Sorry Ika and Diyana (cousin cum negihbours) for not able in praying together this year.

Time flies fast. By this Raya, I’m already facing my final exam. I just couldn’t believe that one semester is nearly gone.

Maturity comes along this Ramadhan. I no longer spent my time lepaking at stall, chit chatting non stop or breaking the fast with friends. I prefer to do it at home, with the comfort of my family. Immediately after my class, I sprinted back to home and have a good rest till the next working day. But still, I’ve said yes to my old schoolmate in Ampang for us to gather in one fine day. It has definitely become a must-do activity for us, but no complains here, as this is the right time in strengthening our ukhuwah.

And to makes things better, I didn’t go for shopping like previous years. I’ve decided to spend less on clothes, and start getting serious in buying a home. Now I’ve earned more, I think I could ask for a bigger bank loan to have my dream home.

Em, well we’ll see after a few months, wish I can steadfast in my new resolution (even I couldn’t believe myself when anything associating with shopping).

Happy Ramadhan

2008-09-04T19:11:00.000-07:00

Puasa has come…and as usual ive listed down all the wish list during Ramadhan in order to become a better muslimah. The list is quite long but it is seems hard to fulfill it, don’t know why as we know the Satan is not nearby. Maybe I’m a Satan myself that the Satan doesn’t need to waste their time on me anymore. Or perhaps the Satan needs little effort to nudge me into a wrong doings, just send the lowest rank army to be with me. As I remember my ustaz back in school, always mentioned that an Ulama needs a General Satan to force them into the dark side, unlike us.

Break the fast with my fellow classmate is indeed a wholesome experience. It was as if like we’re far from our family, living in a hostel. We share foods together, but by the time we got back to class, the mood was so somber. It is tiring, rush from the office and straight to the faculty then proceed with class until 9pm. By the time I reach home, bed is the first thing I jump into, and in sleep mode till sahur. Somehow, Nelly, my best friend told me to take it easy, it will be a laughing matters later on. She has done this for two Ramadhan, breaking fast during class, and yet she’s still alive. I really don’t know how she manages all this.

My alter ego, Sarah asks for a date for us, Farah and Nelly to break the fast together. We decided to have it on this Friday, but things didn’t work out as plan. I’ve just found out that I’ve a mid term exam on this Saturday, sigh, exam during fasting month is never a happy affairs for me. Sorry girls, lets do it later.

Anyway, Happy Ramadhan to all. May Allah bless us all.

"makan-makan"

2008-07-28T23:14:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, my department organized a ‘makan-makan’. Steamboat is the main menu. Everyone took part by bringing foods. Kak Nor, our main chef of the floor has listed down all the menu to bring in as it can avoid people bringing the same food. Mine is vege balls. Apart from that, desserts are scrumptious. We have plenty of desserts start with pudding caramel and end it with chocolate ice cream. I’ve felt bloated afterwards.

Now with all the cutting budget season, pot luck seems to be a great idea, we save a lot. I’ve seen from time to time, other department has their share of pot luck too. For instance the Level 1, since they have larger members, they could afford to have Secret Recipes cakes every month, celebrating birthday and all. How I envy them. Sometimes, I sneak to Level 1, hoping that by passing them, they might invite me to take sample some of the cakes…what a cheapskate.

Dream Guy

2008-07-22T00:36:00.000-07:00

Who is your dream guy? Every girl has a certain list what to expect from a guy. Well, it goes from Brad Pitt to a Ferrari. Be it physical and material. The remarks given can be very peculiar and downright funny at times. The others will quip “ Oh, he must be an adventurous type of person, rock climbing stud” or it can be “He must ever willing to do the laundry, as I hate anything to do with washing machine, soap, and bundle of smelly clothes”

The reason of liking someone can be unexpected too. Like “He loves to carry my handbag plus all my shopping bags” or “We both love to buy small teacups, lots of it”

Believe me, all above is true. It happens to a normal couple. Nothing abnormal about them at all. I’ve checked. From my own perspective, I look for a guy who can makes me smile, dreamy and makes my heart flutter the moment I see him even from far.

It might sound cliché but love can do wonders. Does it ever occur to you why you friend insist to marry someone that you cannot stand off? Or perhaps you keep wondering what does he sees in her? It does to everyone, I guess. A gorgeous, drop dead beautiful girl can hold hand with a not-so-handsome grungy guy, and our brain thinking what does he has to have her in his arms.

A male friend once confided in me, he has a thing for this girl for quite sometime, but this girl is not within his reach at all. She has everything, but he has none. I asked him to go and grab that girl before someone else does, if not he will end up with ‘what if’ hundredth times all over.

It turns out that the dream girl falls for him. The ‘super’ girl turns out doesn’t need anything else except his sincerity. And that’s all he can offer.

A sweet love story indeed. Definitely could not compare the “Taj Mahal” one, but it is just a normal love story of someone that we know in our life.

Well, when friends asked what I see in him, my answer would be “I don’t know, it just merely kuch kuch hota hai” :-)

Rock It Baby!

2008-07-16T21:48:00.000-07:00

I've read from the paper telling that there is a sequel for School of Rock. Yeah! Couln't wait to watch it. All time favourite, an original master piece. Ok,stop it there, it is not that 'master' of all film but it is downright funny.

I love Jack Black. A flamboyant and hyperactive character that he potrayed in the film is so inspirational, thinking perhaps later on we might have this kind of funny teacher in the Malaysia education scene, yeah,what a dream.

And dont forget a 'tight lady in old traditional principal uniform' played by Joan Cusack, she is so funny without actually trying to be one. I think that needs a real talent.

Suddenly, i become a favourite fan of rock. Thanx to the movie. No,just kidding. But seriously, it opens me to a different genre of music, as i always thought that rock music is nothing else but just a bunch of sreaming hooligans without a proper lyrics.

Hope for the best for the next School of Rock.

going away,sir?

2008-06-26T18:33:00.000-07:00

My most 'lovely' GM is going away for two weeks! Yeah! My department has been buzzed about this great news for days...counting days when he's going to leave. The PA told us that he’s going over to London, to check upon his daughter.

Well, things to do when he is not here:
a) do not check your email every 15 minutes, as he will not going to yell from his office whether we’ve got his or not
b) leisurely lepaking in nearby restaurant
c) can go home early
d) well, stress definitely is out to the window, bye by stress

From what I’ve experience, it doesn’t make much difference if he is in the office or not, work is still work, life is normal boring, and we still need to finish up things before he ask. It is not like as if the whole department can go straight to Modesto, banging our head and loosen up the tie.

Till then, we wish him the best on his journey, we’re going to ‘miss’ u, Mr GM

Wedding Bells

2008-06-20T00:33:00.000-07:00

Have so many weddings to attend this year. So far, I’ve attended three weddings, and it is yet the end of 2008. My staff, Nina wed our ex co worker last May. My cuz, Baby aka Faizah got married last May too, plus Zam’s wedding in JB, next would be Intan, my co worker from Back Office system Dept, this end of June.

I love going over to wedding ceremony. The fact that I’m there to support a union of love makes me coming with a full of spirit. But surely, it burns a hole in my pocket. Usually, I would set aside a certain budget for wedding gifts. The gifts will depend on how many weddings that I need to attend.

Let see…if there is three weddings in a month, so you can imagine how small the gift is for each other. And that makes me think deeply; perhaps I should avoid having my own ceremony during school holidays as that would be a normal practice in Malaysia.

Other tips:
1. Plan ahead and things that you think trivial might give a headache later on
2. Try to avoid having wedding on school holidays as:
a) Mak andam and photographer tends to charge you a bomb
b) People like me has to think twice when deciding on wedding gift as there is so many gifts to think of. Tapi yang penting,ikhlas...
c) You have to call so many dewans or hotels as it usually fully booked. Mind you, you need to book a hotel one year earlier or nothing less than 6 months.

Well, that’s what I’ve been seeing so far. Perhaps I can get more tips later on by attending more and more weddings :-)

Living in a Fast Lane

2008-06-12T20:28:00.000-07:00

Hectic and content. That’s the best two words to describe my life so far. Well, where should I start…That would be a seminar that I’ve attended in Genting Highlands. At first, I’m rather skeptics of going over there, the fact that my GM kept asking me to redo and redo again my slide presentation for 10th times. But it turns out perfectly, the dear GM turns into his good mood and praising me in the end. My presentation is about ‘airline’ and that word stills scares me. That was three weeks ago.

Last weekend, I made a visit to Johor Bahru, oh I love this town, to attend Zam and Pitt’s wedding. The loveliest couple I’ve known since my stint in TV3. Congrats Zam and I am so happy for him. Zam entered TV3 a week after me, and become a fast friend since then. Even though he later transferred to MHI team. Looking forward to actually meet up with old friends back in TV3, but then, couldn’t find one and I need to rush back to KL, Sunday mah, esok keje.

And this week is awesome. My company organizes a cocktail dinner inviting the who’s who in airlines industry and travel agents. It is such a feat as me and the team organized everything in within 3 days. And I became the Master of the Ceremony. They twisted my hand and eventually threatened my life if I refuse. I hate them as much as I had a butterfly in my stomach for a consecutively three days. But it turns out perfectly! Got praises all over and can see my GM beamed at me that night. That was rare, ok. And I can see that everyone is having a good time, laughing loudly and toss the champagne.

Dato’ Rashid Khan, my Director also commented that it was a great night. Thank you Dato’. My leg is killing me that what I hate most about cocktail dinner. Raj, from Firelfy commented to me, why on earth we did it on a Wednesday night while it is more convenient to have it on Friday night, well, sorry Raj, could not please everyone’s wishes. Still, ha, what a bliss night.

Impiana KLCC and Spa, the place that we had our cocktail party gave me a complimentary one night stay. The room is gorgeous. Such a blessing as the very next day, my company also organizes a product briefing to the travel agents, luckily at the same hotel. Again, I became the MC.

It was as if, I’ve been living in a suitcase. Truly need a new suitcase then as my old red spanking ELLE one is in misery by hopping from plane to plane, to one hotel to another. Hehe, a good excuse for me to buy one. In fact, eyeing one in Midvalley.

Hectic, tiring life yet I fill so content and enjoying every second of it.

love is cinta,cinta is love

2008-04-28T21:25:00.000-07:00

Last Friday, my family and I went over Alamanda to catch a movie. We end up with Love, an Indonesian flick. Tagged along was my cousin, Nadia with my aunt and my uncle.

Nazmi, my little brother, no so little anymore, he’s already 14 years old, goes sour all the time over our choice of movie. But he doesn’t want to left behind at home, no choice but to tag along. Kesian…

Love is the reminiscences of the old Cinta, which won the Malaysian award last year. You know, the most talked about movie that has several top actors lined up. The faces like Nanu, Rahim Razali, Eizlan Yusoff, Fasha Sanda,emm...so many lah. Love has the same movie plot but just different actors and environment.

In Love, actors like Acha, Irwan, Widayawati and Luna Maya graces the movie. It’s a sweet movie, a little bit dragging at first, but hats off to Acha Septriasa. She acts naturally for a newbiz. But couldn’t take my eyes off from Luna Maya. So damn gorgeous, dazzling and oh,my, I wish I look like her.

Since I’m yet to have to opportunity to watch Cinta, Malaysian one, I couldn’t make comparison between this two. My dad and Nadia picked Cinta, as it funnier, my mom and my aunt picked Love instead as it sweeter than Cinta.

Watching the movie makes my heart melted over Jakarta. From the movies, they are snapshots of places that I’m so familiar with it. It makes me want to go over there again. Oh, I went to Jakarta last year with Farah and Sarah for a blessing 5 days. Perhaps, next year we want to go for Bali, well depends on our bank account.

Oh, don’t forget the sweetest song ever in this movie, Sempurna by Andra and The Back Bone. Here we goes:

kau begitu sempurnadimata ku
kau begitu indah
kau membuat diri ku akan slalu memujamu
disetiap langkah kuku kan slalu memikirkan diri mu
tapi saat ku bayangkan hidupku tanpa cintamu
jangan la kau tinggalkan diri
kutak kan mampu menghadapi semuahanya bersama mu
ku akan bisakau adalah darahku
kau adalah jantungku
kau adalah hidup
kulengkapi diriku
oh sayang engkau begitusempurna(2x)

kau genggam tanganku
saat diri ku lemah dan terjatuh
kau isikan kata
dan hapus semua sesal ku
jangan la kau tinggalkan diriku
tak kan mampu menghadapi semuahanya
bersama mu ku akan bisakau adalah darahku
kau adalah jantungkukau adalah hidupkulengkapi diriku
oh sayang engkau begitusempurna(2x)

jangan la kau tinggalkan diriku
tak kan mampu menghadapi semuahanya bersama mu ku akan bisa
kau adalah darahku
kau adalah jantungku
kau adalah hidupku
lengkapi diriku
oh sayang engkau begitu
kau adalah darahku
kau adalah jantungku
kau adalah hidupku
lengkapi diriku
oh sayang engkau begitu(2x)

sempurna(2x)

my first domestic flight,jakun giler...

2008-04-28T19:03:00.000-07:00

The last two weeks has been a hectic week for me. Totally exhausted but undeniably a sweet memory all together.

Last week also marked my life as it is my first time travel by airplane. No, of course i’ve been in the airplane before, it just that I never flying locally. My last trip was Jakarta. Izzat, my manager sent me over to JB to oversee ET Changes Briefing by Australian Embassy. Don’t ask me what the heck is that, I’m still trying to get a grip on this whole airline industry.

Ok, lets start it with me almost missed my flight. Yes, my name has been called twice and can be heard in KLIA. No one has ever told me that from the check in gate towards the boarding gate it would takes like 15 to 20 minutes walking. So apparently, it’s not my fault. The moment my name blaring from the speaker, I sprinted like an athlete competing in Olympic Games wearing high heels no less.

The moment I’m on board, there are passengers looking at me disapprovingly. Ek eleh, relax lah. Lambat sikit je. But its ok afterwards, a cute guy sat besides me. Not all the time we had someone cute sitting with us in the airplane, right? He started asking me a lot of questions, fine, you’re cute, but I’m totally not in the mood because I had a headache at that time. I hate flying and always need to take ‘ubat tahan muntah’. He’s rather surprised when I told him I’m on business trip as he thought I’m still a student, going back to kampong and even surprised when I told him I’ve been in the working scenes for 4 years already. Hehe, he told me I look younger than my age. I get that all the time. Maybe I’m rather petite.

The best thing about my trip is the staff discounts. Woohoo, that’s the real reason I was late, hehe. Everything is so cheap, from the perfumes to foods, tax free plus 20% staff discounts in all KLIA outlets. I bought myself and my mom Dior lipsticks, way much cheaper than buying it elsewhere.

Couldn't wait for another trip!

p.s i love you

2008-04-28T18:44:00.000-07:00

This book should be top of anybody’s' 'to read' list. The book that I bought while waiting for my flight to JB has brought me to tears at so many points. Simply said I just couldnt put it down!!

Despite the novel's sappy and mushy title, the book is very well written. I was skeptical at first due to the cutesy title and the very typical topic choice of love, but don't let that deter you from putting this book. PS, I Love You is Irish writer Cecelia Ahern's first novel, published in 2004. The book reached #1 bestseller status in Ireland (for 19 weeks), the United Kingdom, the United States, Germany, and the Netherlands.

Friends know me well that I never buy books on love, avoiding at all cost on title that have the word ‘love’. Puh…lease…Mine usually involves murder, suspense, life stories, court proceeding from Sidney Seldon, John Grisham, Stephen King (not that I’m looking over some points to kill someone, hehehe).

The plot is about this 30year old heroin, Holly trying to come to terms that his husband died young out of cancer. But before he succumbed to death, he wrote 12 notes for Holly to be open each month. This is where all the adventures begin. Those notes are like instructions from Death Valley asking her to do a lot of things that Holly has never dream of doing before. My most favorite is the last note, the 12th letter, a husband wish for her wife to seek and never lost hope on finding a new love. That I think is the most unconditional love ever.

The writer manages to make people to really understand the main character’s feeling over losing his husband. The way she describes it so relax, real and genuine. Somehow she is successful in not trying too hard in making the reader crying along.

In the end, life must goes on…

second hand laptop is mine

2008-04-24T20:48:00.000-07:00

Got myself a laptop. Second hand, hand over, passed down one. Not this one! Yes, spanking red Dell. I’ve been dreaming for one for the past few months. God answered my prayers even though I asked for a brand new laptop. Takpe, still alhamdulilah.

I notice that my fellow workers love to bring their laptops to the meetings, typing there and then on what needs to be done. Well, it’s rather a “phony-like IT junkie” to me at first. It was as if you cannot type it later, as my usual paraphernalia to bring in the meeting is my black organizer (free gifts from TV3 during Media Prima screenings). Thanks TV3 for always giving cool door gifts.

The reason that I badly need a laptop is because I had enough on all the taunting and mocking of not having one “Apa ni, rep from Corporate tak de bwk laptop,buat malu department je”, the usual remarks I’ve been gotten lately. Sabo jelah!

Well, thanx to my handsome, baik hati brother Fazul, for giving me his. It’s still new actually. Since he is working to this ‘super poyo’ company, Dell, surely he couldn’t bring his own laptop spells “Compaq” to the office.

Anyway, he can always brings 2-3 Dell laptop to home. My house has become a kilang laptop pulak, plus my dad has one (courtesy of the company too), my mom has one (which has Hak milik kerajaan Malaysia sticker), my third brother, Syahir has one too.

My dream laptop definitely is this new brand red spanking Dell laptop. Yes, I admit, I know nuts about the specs and all; all I care is because it comes with vivid colours of red, yellow, lime green than the usual boring black in colour. I’ve been planning all along to save my upcoming bonus this year to buy one. I’m going to get it cheaper than the market price since Fazul, as staff aka kuli in Dell gets special discounts.

But then, I’m content enough with my new second hand laptop at the moment ;-)

fatty

2008-03-23T21:04:00.000-07:00

I'm so fattttt now, please,what should i do? i ate a lot of McD's lately, almost everyday non stop. i craved for it for weeks. Oh,i should stop before it kills me. and the worse thing can happen is when i can no longer fit intoo my clothes...

It's not like i like McD that much,perhaps it's totally nearby my office, where i can cross the road and make a quick visit and splurge myself with it, oh,dont mention about the ice cream sundae, with strawberry please...

i really need to stop...

Man...

2008-03-20T20:05:00.000-07:00

This year we’ve been bombarded with news of sex scandal that rocks us both locally and internationally. Here, we have the ex- Health Minister, Chua Soi Lek as a champion. Later, we also heard about New York Governor, Eliot Spitzer engages a prostitute for quite sometime. A prostitute! He later resigned amid a scandal over a $1000-an-hour prostitute, ending a career built for years.

He can have the world in his lap, but he stupidly shoves it away by sleeping with a whore.
No one will remember what Bill Clinton has done to his country, even though record shows that he managed to bring the US economy to the boom. What is he thinking at that time? You have Hillary, an intelligent, savvy woman who helped him to the presidency, yet he look after an ugly intern. An intern who later without remorse launched her won talk show. No shame.

Chua Soi Lek, who would imagine the well-liked minister, would ever do such thing. He is so sad that Malaysians couldn’t seem to forgive him even after he made a full confession. Who would? Why should us? You’re wife-cheater, and we don’t need such person to lead us in this country.

Yes, he has done a great job, but not thanks, off you go. Let it become a reminder to others, to man especially, you can have millions in the bank, you can become the president of a great country and own the world but if you cheat on your wife, you’re finish. All the great things you’ve done are gone forever.

That is the power of woman. A wife, who has been there for you all this while, when you are nothing, not the whore who stand behind you all this while.

All the men, name it, from Clinton to Chua Soi Lek, their wife stays. No one left. When New Governor made his public statement, his wife stood behind him, showing a brave face even though I bet she is hurt like hell. What about Hillary? What about Chua’s wife? They forgive and forget. They’ve been humiliated in the public; their personal life has been under scrutiny of the media who devours the stories for weeks. I salute these wives, yet I think these men didn’t deserve them at all.

Shame on this guys, you never value your wife, yet when they’re in the worst moment in their life, their wife stood with them steadfastly. But it’s too late, the trust is gone, and the world knows them as a person who could not keep their pants on.

Frienship Evolves

2008-03-19T02:13:00.000-07:00

While chatting with Sarah (our daily activity at work) she asked me the name of the food that we’ve ate the previous day during our lunch break. At our most favourite restaurant, Cozy Corner in Ampang Park. It’s totally ravishing. However, I’ve told her I couldn’t really remember the name or what’s really called, it’s something like “boneless chicken with cashew nuts” but I do know how to cook it.

What’s really funny here is that, I never picture here asking me for the recipe, and we’re now swapping recipes. What next? We’re changing tips on how to raise a baby?

As I can see now, our friendship evolve, from exchanging stories on how horrible the lecturer, who’s the tyrant one while back in uni, we swapped shoulders while cursing our exes and love life, then we move to curse our bosses, the company, the small bonus, our never enough paycheck (well, we still do that until now, shame on us).

She got married last year, and starts a new life. Even though I’m yet to follow her footstep, we share stories about marriage life too (not stories in bedroom, ok, you pervert!). And I can see her changes a lot, a good one. She starts on buying things for kitchen, browsing through internet in finding new recipes. In fact, she can put together a roast chicken while closing her eyes, no big deal. Bravo Sarah!

Now since i gave you the recipe of "boneless chicken with cashew nuts thingy", do try it Sarah, but please tell Elhan, if anything happens to him while eating it, i hold no responsibility at all!!! There, i said it,im going to have this as an evidence if Elhan decides to bring it to court.

Where is my car key?

2008-02-19T20:40:00.000-08:00

There were countless frustrating times when I lost my wallet, phone or car keys.

Please, please anyone out there who are “super duper-brainy-maniac” brilliant to invent a car key that can answer “I’m here,I’m here, wei budak blur, I’m here lah” whenever I call out it’s name. Now won't you just luurrrrvvvveeee to have that!? ;)

Or perhaps can walk themselves to us when we need them. Or make it ring like a handphone, where we can miss call it just like when I misplace my hand phone, which is always! I think that would make life so much easier for absent-minded ppl like me.

Well, my super jahat brother (I’m pretty sure he’s anak angkat) always tease me to miss call my car keys when it missing.

And the most frustrating part is when you finally find it; it always makes me wonder how on earth it ends up in that kind of place. Sitting calmly over the towel kitchen, looking serene on top of the toilet bowl, or just plainly in front of your eyes all day long! Damn!

Shallow thinker? Are we?

2008-02-18T01:47:00.000-08:00

Have you ever received any email with the title of “Raja Munirah Raja Iskandar (Is she really innocent????)

Come on guys, this is totally absurd. Why do you have to judge people easily? Do you really know this girl?

So what if she’s a slut? So what if she’s been surrounded by male guys, hugging and cuddling them like nobody’s business. This is what the email is all about.

Well, please, I’m not condoning such activities nor approve her previous misdemeanor. It’s just that please not emailing everyone saying she might sell drugs just because of the pictures. I agree - we do all judge people but hopefully on whether they can be trusted or not. Otherwise you are being a bit shallow I feel.

It would be lying to say we don't judge people to some extend, whether it be on looks, personality, etc. - it just depends whether we give ourselves chance to get to know them as a person instead of writing them off.

Only God knows what is really happen. Is she wrong or not? But, keep your opinion to yourself, please. Try not to draw any conclusion by emailing her pictures all over the country. By doing this, it was as if you’re forcing other people to agree with you, to execute her before the court in Japan has their final judgment.

Truly, I’m not her fan, I don’t know her at all, and I hardly even follow her case in the papers.

But please Malaysians, don’t be so narrow minded.

Unanswered Prayers by Garth Brooks

2008-02-17T02:21:00.000-08:00

Just the other night a hometown football game
My wife nd I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them the past came back to me
And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be

She was the one that I'd wanted for all times
And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine
And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then
I'd never ask for anything again

Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me
Inn her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days
There wasn't much we could recall
I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all

And as she walked away and I looked at my wife
And then and there I thankedd the good Lord
For the gifts in my life

Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
That just because he may not answer doesn't mean he don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

Some of gods greatest gifts are unanswered...
Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered...
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

Why ha?

2008-02-17T02:13:00.000-08:00

Why do bad things happen to good people?i'm so disheartened by what i see. Those totally lacking in principles and morals, those who lie and cheat-we were taught about good and bad in our entire life-are the ones who seem to thrive and push ahead. The so-called law abiding types always seem to get trampled by the vicious,snake aggressive,unethical sort. These are the types who get rich quick.

Why ha?

More pics on Sarah's

2007-02-08T21:50:00.000-08:00

Happy Engagement to Sarah! i'm so happy for you,dear... the food is great, the atmosphere is so serene, and full of fresh white flowers...
And congrats to Elhan, you are such a lucky chap to have her, believe me, i've known her for long, we're roommates, satu katil,satu bantal,satu pinggan (aka partner in crimes) i definitely know that she is truly a special person. Look at those pictures, mind you,Sarah has take all the trouble to make her own hantaran. It's so lovely , what a hidden talent. She told me, she slept late just to finish it up. but, i guess it worth it. i also love her engagement ring, diamonds from Habib, don't ask me how much it cost...mahal lah,hehe. Sarah, i'm very confident that you will be a great wife to Elhan...and please have a lot of kids...

Sarah's engagement

2007-02-08T21:37:00.000-08:00

SARAH ! Congrats on your engagement! Sarah is my bestfren since uni. Love her so much....

Farah and I looked like a twins with us wearing pink and flanked Sara on her sides. I'm so happy for Sarah, after all the ho ha's, she has decided to move forward her relationship to the next level. I'm going to follow you my dear Sarah, soon...hehe

Company B

2007-01-24T23:27:00.000-08:00

The company is a big organization, widely known and strong. The HR Manager is quite pompous. I find him quite appalling at first but gradually warm towards him. He makes a lot of jokes and tries to soothe my nervousness. Really appreciate it.

The very first word he uttered:

“You ni anak mami ke?”

Well, no,hehe. Then he proceeds to read my resume before coming out with another remarks;

“Oh, you ni orang Arab”

Well, no. Apparently he notices my Arabic language stated there in my resume. (All UIA clans claim they know Arabic, even though I only manage to uttered few words).

Still he is not satisfied “So, you orang apa?”

How to answer that, emmm…Melayu Asli. But surely I don’t want him to think that I orang asli. I’ve been trying for years to come out with a perfect answer. You couldn’t imagine how much I wish I had some Indian or Arabic blood so people can truly believes me instead giving disapproving stare the moment I said no to their queries.

The interview lasted for two hours and the offered me the job there and then.

Up Side:

a) The environment is so-so, situated in industrial area in PJ

b) Big Bucks, kacing,kacing, kacing ! Plus allowances on phone, car maintenance etc

c) It’s a big company, enough said.

Down Side:

a) It’s far from civilization (my definition on civilization contains word such as: KLCC, MidValley)

b) The bosses are old and kind of traditional

c) Em…its far from shopping complexes…I’ve said that? Really?

Company A

2007-01-24T23:06:00.000-08:00

A Malay company headed by young pro millionaire entrepreneurs. I have nothing but admiration and respect for them. The office is in Hotel Maya. Hotel Maya has offices inside the hotel, at the back, divided by a beautiful garden. The moment I steeped in, I was totally amazed by the interior. The carpeting, the lamp, it’s so glamorous and elegant, it so unlike other offices that I’ve been to. I’ve never had the opportunity to sneak into Hotel Maya before, even though I heard it’s totally amazing. The bosses are quite laidback and interesting.

On the first day I met them, I didn’t put on my best shoes, just wearing my normal black office shoes that totally buruk but comfortable. We need to leave behind our shoes before step in; well one thing I noticed was the bosses’s shoes. It spells Bally and Raoul. The name speaks for itself. It costs a rocket. Haha, so embarrasses to put my buruk shoes there.

Upside:

a) The environment is totally captivating you, especially after a enduring long hours of non stop ‘hard labor’

b) The bosses are kinda cute, intelligent, graduates from top uni in UK. Well, I can learn a lot from them. The big bos is a politician. It really helps in widening my contacts and social circle

c) Nearby the heaven ‘KLCC’

Downside:

a) They pay less, but expect me to perform BEYOND expectations

b) The company has 20 employees minus the directors

c) What if this small company faces financial restrain? What about my bonus?

d) Besides doing PR thingy, I need to help out in some HR, some Admin some Maintenance…blah,blah,blah

CAREER SHIFT

2007-01-24T21:32:00.000-08:00

This month can be considered as most hectic and chaos. I went to three interviews and had to turn down 2 more appointments. I just couldn’t come up with new innovative excuses for not coming to work. All excuses invented in this world have been used. But, with the help of my HR Manager, I managed to sneak out for few hours and rush back to work before the big boss notices.

I am a person who gets bored very easily when I feel I am doing something which is not challenging or something which I feel I have done before. Especially on things that makes me bored to death, like coming up with business proposals and reading those damn financial feasibility. As much as I enjoyed the experience, I cannot deny that at times I hated it. It was tough. Moreover, I really want to practice PR. Something that I learned while in uni and utterly fixated with the nature of its work.

According to the grapevine, we nag about our career a lot. It would always be about which one of us had the most terrifying boss, or which one of us had the most heartbreaking application rejection, or which one of us was the most underpaid, or which one of us was the most overworked. So, I guess it is about time for me to change my career.

One thing that I notice is how confident I am during the interview, compare to my experienced when I was a freshies. Fresh from uni. I don’t have any feelings of vomiting or try to run away from the board room or keep fixing my tudung in the toilet.

The questions posed also differ. There is no such thing as “How do you look at yourself after 5 years?” or “Do you think you have the leadership skill?” or “Why should we hire you?”

I personally think those questions are waste of time. You can’t truly evaluate candidates by this kind of standard question. Heck, they can even prepare the answer beforehand, where we can easily pick from the internet. At last, the interviewer will only receive standard answers too.

My last two interviews are rather interesting; they hardly looked upon my certificates. We talked and talked about everything that far from my real intention being there. We talked about the weather, the KL worst jam, great food in the nearby mamak stall and politics. Not even an iota of my ‘great’ CGPA. (kindly take note on the bracket). They genuinely listened to me and show great interest in my opinion.

I’ve already sent my resignation letter and going to start my new work this Feb. And yet, I’m facing a great dilemma. I’m in a dilemma in choosing Company A and Company B (the details will be posted later). What a great way to start my year.