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1) Nak g shopping....
2) Nak tido lame2....
3) Nak g vacation.....
4) Nak g tgk movie yg i nak tgk....
5) Nak mesra2 byk2....
These are the things I want... but I don't necessarily get it... SIGH~~~~
30 April 2009
28 April 2009
It's time to stop and let the world moves around you.
I trotted down the vast walkway of City Centre with my high-heeled gladiator shoes in black which I bought in a flee market last weekend, with my short black skirt, a white shirt from G2000 Women, a red neck tie made of silk and my sunglasses tugged on my head with my wild curl hair pony tailed. My mission was to pay the phone bill; ashamed to say that it was barred this morning when I intended to wish my hub good morning and all. It frustrated me. It seems like I am easily frustrated by things all around me these days. I have no idea why; If you think its PMS, than think again.
At one point of the past few days I was really stressed. I feel that the world is clinging on my back that I have to drag it everywhere I go. It annoys me and yesterday was the real blow. The day I have 8 appointments in The Administrative Centre where I have to commute by a bus and a bullet and it took ages for every one of them to actually be punctual enough to be there on time - which added up the already high level of stressed. Fortunately I had the privilege to walk from one government office to the other. That makes me a bit happy, indulging the beauty of the surrounding and take in as much sun as possible there. I love the lake. It is soothing. My view was reverted to the dream house that I always wanted, a small pond with scented flowers and trees surrounding my little cottage.
But than again that fantasy made me tense again. There are many things that I really wanted but never the chance to have it. But when one actually comes, it is ridiculous to go for it. At the sudden realization, I viewed people that surround me, they are getting what they want, although not all but most of it. Edmund is getting married soon, and we are discussing about the date for engagement and the hall has been booked. Hub got the chance of stardom when he was selected to be in CLEO's 50 Most Eligible Bachelor - although he did not win any title but the exposure is quite awesome. My mom is needed in a social project and I know she feels good that people actually need her.
Sigh, I turned into the telco store, and went straight to the deposit machine, pound my finger on the touch-screen machine and inserted 4 bills of 50. The machine took time to actually count the money and it said something on the screen, something unfamiliar. It said: "please take rejected notes". I was half cursing. I canceled the transaction and she a nearby telco personnel.
"Excuse me," I said.
"Yes, miss, how can i help you?" he said politely.
"My bills were rejected by the machine, is there anyway that I can change the notes?" I asked, trying my best to remain calm.
"I'm sorry miss you will have to change it at any of other store as we are using 80% online system which means we don't have cash," He explained.
So before I slapped him right on his left cheek, I stormed out of the facility and searched a convenient store. But then, I remembered there's a bank nearby and I tried my luck depositing the bills into my account, it went in in less that one minute. I grunted to myself. I stepped out of the line and line - up to withdraw the money and I was happy when I finally walked out of the bank with the cash in my hand. line up again at the deposit machine and this time around they were accepted.
I headed for the bullet and while in the bullet I think about the world that is on my back. I know I can't have everything I want or wish I want, but to this extend, I began to wonder. What if, I say to myself and look how it goes, I lit up, I say to myself: It's time to stop and let the world moves around me. I am almost there of taking actions I don't wanna take, but that's life right?
At one point of the past few days I was really stressed. I feel that the world is clinging on my back that I have to drag it everywhere I go. It annoys me and yesterday was the real blow. The day I have 8 appointments in The Administrative Centre where I have to commute by a bus and a bullet and it took ages for every one of them to actually be punctual enough to be there on time - which added up the already high level of stressed. Fortunately I had the privilege to walk from one government office to the other. That makes me a bit happy, indulging the beauty of the surrounding and take in as much sun as possible there. I love the lake. It is soothing. My view was reverted to the dream house that I always wanted, a small pond with scented flowers and trees surrounding my little cottage.
But than again that fantasy made me tense again. There are many things that I really wanted but never the chance to have it. But when one actually comes, it is ridiculous to go for it. At the sudden realization, I viewed people that surround me, they are getting what they want, although not all but most of it. Edmund is getting married soon, and we are discussing about the date for engagement and the hall has been booked. Hub got the chance of stardom when he was selected to be in CLEO's 50 Most Eligible Bachelor - although he did not win any title but the exposure is quite awesome. My mom is needed in a social project and I know she feels good that people actually need her.
Sigh, I turned into the telco store, and went straight to the deposit machine, pound my finger on the touch-screen machine and inserted 4 bills of 50. The machine took time to actually count the money and it said something on the screen, something unfamiliar. It said: "please take rejected notes". I was half cursing. I canceled the transaction and she a nearby telco personnel.
"Excuse me," I said.
"Yes, miss, how can i help you?" he said politely.
"My bills were rejected by the machine, is there anyway that I can change the notes?" I asked, trying my best to remain calm.
"I'm sorry miss you will have to change it at any of other store as we are using 80% online system which means we don't have cash," He explained.
So before I slapped him right on his left cheek, I stormed out of the facility and searched a convenient store. But then, I remembered there's a bank nearby and I tried my luck depositing the bills into my account, it went in in less that one minute. I grunted to myself. I stepped out of the line and line - up to withdraw the money and I was happy when I finally walked out of the bank with the cash in my hand. line up again at the deposit machine and this time around they were accepted.
I headed for the bullet and while in the bullet I think about the world that is on my back. I know I can't have everything I want or wish I want, but to this extend, I began to wonder. What if, I say to myself and look how it goes, I lit up, I say to myself: It's time to stop and let the world moves around me. I am almost there of taking actions I don't wanna take, but that's life right?
17 April 2009
Love this One!!
Revival...
I lay alone awake at night
Sorrow fills my eyes
But Im not strong enough to cry
Despite of my disguise
Im left with no shoulder
But everybody wants to lean on me.
I guess Im their soldier.
Well, whos gonna be mine
Whos there to save the hero
When shes left all alone
And shes crying out for help.
Whos there to save the hero
Whos there to save the girl
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
I bottle all my hurt inside,
I guess Im living a lie.
Inside my mind each day I die
What can bring me back to life?
A simple word, a gesture
Someone to say youre beautiful
Come find this buried treasure
Rainbows lead to a pot of gold
Whos there to save the hero
When shes left all alone
And shes crying out for help
Whos there to save the hero
Whos there to save the girl
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
Ive given too much of myself
And now its driving me crazy
(Im crying out for help?
Sometimes I wish someone would
Just come here and save me
Save me from myself
Whos there to save the hero
When shes left all alone
And shes crying out for help
Whos there to save the hero
Whos there to save the girl
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
Sorrow fills my eyes
But Im not strong enough to cry
Despite of my disguise
Im left with no shoulder
But everybody wants to lean on me.
I guess Im their soldier.
Well, whos gonna be mine
Whos there to save the hero
When shes left all alone
And shes crying out for help.
Whos there to save the hero
Whos there to save the girl
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
I bottle all my hurt inside,
I guess Im living a lie.
Inside my mind each day I die
What can bring me back to life?
A simple word, a gesture
Someone to say youre beautiful
Come find this buried treasure
Rainbows lead to a pot of gold
Whos there to save the hero
When shes left all alone
And shes crying out for help
Whos there to save the hero
Whos there to save the girl
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
Ive given too much of myself
And now its driving me crazy
(Im crying out for help?
Sometimes I wish someone would
Just come here and save me
Save me from myself
Whos there to save the hero
When shes left all alone
And shes crying out for help
Whos there to save the hero
Whos there to save the girl
After she saves the world
After she saves the world.
08 April 2009
Frustrating
It's frustrating when you are extremely stressed and you tried to talk to people - they are not there to listen to you. So, I walked out of the office, in my pretty black zip-up suit and black and white flower print skirt from Zang Toi, and soon enough finding myself to be standing in front of the see-through fridge of 7-Eleven and tempted to take the Coke bottle but settled with an apple juice. Trotted out of the store only to find people smoking,which at this time of the week, I was really in need of one but shrugged the idea of my head, and sat on one of the many stairs in front of them looking helpless regardless the power suit that I was wearing. I looked at my hands, they were shaking, at that moment I knew that I will loose it... Really soon.
I fondled inside my bag for my handphone, trying some other people to call.
Flipped open my Z555i, scrolled down the endless entries of name in the phone book, and stopped instantly at a name. I pressed the call button.
"Hey!" she said excitedly at the other end of the line.
"I'm stressed...,"
I fondled inside my bag for my handphone, trying some other people to call.
Flipped open my Z555i, scrolled down the endless entries of name in the phone book, and stopped instantly at a name. I pressed the call button.
"Hey!" she said excitedly at the other end of the line.
"I'm stressed...,"
23 March 2009
I love weddings!
It has been ages since I last directly got involved in a wedding. Last week however, I managed to attend and assist my sister, Noorsyafinaz, and it was so much fun!
It started off with the akad nikah ceremony on the same day I got back to city center and I directly went to her place to witness the beautiful occasion.
AKAD NIKAH
It was a simple one yet exciting. The hall was filled with laughter and jokes and people talking. It was eventful. Everywhere you turn, people are excited for the ceremony to begin. Before the occasion took place I met my sister and express my excitement to her and had a glimpse of what she's going to look like - and take my words: SHE WAS SO PRETTY.
The ceremony began at about 5.15pm. It was raining heavily outside - and the TOK KADI was stuck in the car; he couldn't get out and braved the rain. So, my sister's father instructed me to go and fetch him and he gave me two umbrellas. I went down located the car, and gave TOK KADI one of the umbrellas and he told me to take his coat and bag at the passenger seat behind. I did just that, showed him the way and soon enough we were out of the rain.
The ceremony started immediately and I sat there, patiently thinking of why I really love weddings. It brings people together. It does. I am now a lot closer to my (older) neighboors and they are aware of my presence too.
MARHABAN
I was looking forward for the marhaban. This is the time where usually I would love. Sometimes new borns are being carried around the circle of marhaban too for their Cukur Jambul. It is filled with tradition and beliefs. The unison reading of the marhaban really impresses me - especially the nasyid bit at the end of the marhaban.
At the end of it, one of the elders sing a song that really made me laughed (not only me, though, some pak ciks were laughing to the song too)
Enjit Enjit Semut Siapa Sakit Naik Atas. And she repeated this three times. Everyone was laughing!
THE WEDDING RECEPTION
There was no words to express my feeling on that day. I helped my mom (she is the wedding planner of some sort) by mingled around to see people I know and entertain them. This is my way of reconnecting with those who I have lost contacted with for a long time. I really enjoy weddings!
It started off with the akad nikah ceremony on the same day I got back to city center and I directly went to her place to witness the beautiful occasion.
AKAD NIKAH
It was a simple one yet exciting. The hall was filled with laughter and jokes and people talking. It was eventful. Everywhere you turn, people are excited for the ceremony to begin. Before the occasion took place I met my sister and express my excitement to her and had a glimpse of what she's going to look like - and take my words: SHE WAS SO PRETTY.
The ceremony began at about 5.15pm. It was raining heavily outside - and the TOK KADI was stuck in the car; he couldn't get out and braved the rain. So, my sister's father instructed me to go and fetch him and he gave me two umbrellas. I went down located the car, and gave TOK KADI one of the umbrellas and he told me to take his coat and bag at the passenger seat behind. I did just that, showed him the way and soon enough we were out of the rain.
The ceremony started immediately and I sat there, patiently thinking of why I really love weddings. It brings people together. It does. I am now a lot closer to my (older) neighboors and they are aware of my presence too.
MARHABAN
I was looking forward for the marhaban. This is the time where usually I would love. Sometimes new borns are being carried around the circle of marhaban too for their Cukur Jambul. It is filled with tradition and beliefs. The unison reading of the marhaban really impresses me - especially the nasyid bit at the end of the marhaban.
At the end of it, one of the elders sing a song that really made me laughed (not only me, though, some pak ciks were laughing to the song too)
Enjit Enjit Semut Siapa Sakit Naik Atas. And she repeated this three times. Everyone was laughing!
THE WEDDING RECEPTION
There was no words to express my feeling on that day. I helped my mom (she is the wedding planner of some sort) by mingled around to see people I know and entertain them. This is my way of reconnecting with those who I have lost contacted with for a long time. I really enjoy weddings!
Memo Paper
Mrs. N: Hey, can u write down these things, call Yen and ask the questions I am going to tell you and get back to me ASAP.
MM: Yes, boss.
Mrs. N: Okay, there are four questions all together...
MM: Uh huh....
Mrs. N: The first one, when can I see the finish product of what Yen is doing?
MM: Second q?
Mrs. N: Covers. The client needed two options for the cover.
MM: Next q?
Mrs. N: If we change the measurement last minutes how much will additional fees be charge to us?
MM: Okay....
Mrs. N: Should it be black or contrasting colour?
MM: Is that it?
Mrs. N: Nope... Check on our pending clients when will they approve the programmes.
MM: OUCH!
Mrs. N: You okay babe? What happened?
MM: Im fine, I poked my eyes with the sharp corner of the memo paper.
Mrs. N: Idiot!
MM: Yes, boss.
Mrs. N: Okay, there are four questions all together...
MM: Uh huh....
Mrs. N: The first one, when can I see the finish product of what Yen is doing?
MM: Second q?
Mrs. N: Covers. The client needed two options for the cover.
MM: Next q?
Mrs. N: If we change the measurement last minutes how much will additional fees be charge to us?
MM: Okay....
Mrs. N: Should it be black or contrasting colour?
MM: Is that it?
Mrs. N: Nope... Check on our pending clients when will they approve the programmes.
MM: OUCH!
Mrs. N: You okay babe? What happened?
MM: Im fine, I poked my eyes with the sharp corner of the memo paper.
Mrs. N: Idiot!
D bay(The great weekend final part)
Well, it took us, 30 minutes to Reach D bay. The last place in the list in an abrupt meeting last night at Aliff's. pulling off my helmet from my head, I was conscious about my locks. I thought it wont look good after being compressed by the heavy helmet - and guess what, I quit to care about my looks. As long as I think I look good, that is fine with me. The consciousness of what people think of you as you dressed and appeared is really killing me. I just wanna be what I wanna be and wear what I feel like wearing. I don't want to think about looks anymore. At the end of the day, it will all fade. The things you leave behind will be the things you do for others out of your pure heart and great intention. Other than that, it wont matter anymore to me. (krik... krik... krik.. AWKWARD!!)
So, reached the final location. My cousin gave me a tour of what to happen to D bay as it is listed in the new development of ISKANDAR. You can see reconstructions are taking place here and there and new cleared land are being established to accommodate more development of the shore opposite the land of Lion! (Take that!! and that!! and that!!) After taking in the breeze of the strait, a bit of emotional moments (where I actually cried thinking of my childhood memories where Baba always took me here during the evening and when we participated with the joyous crowds on our independence day march) and my cousin was out of idea to what to do to stop me from crying - all I could think off was MAN, they don't know how to spoil us with enough words, and so we decided to go back and that my cousin needed to see the gf.
We walked to the bike. He handed me his hoody and told me that it would be extremely cold - the sea breeze and the cloudy night, I let you do the thinking. We rode off and soon enough, we maneuvered to a junction from a four-lane (one direction) highway only to realize that the back tyre were punctured! I was panicky. Even if my car's wheel was punctured I was extremely panic - so you can IMAGINE how panic I was when we have to get off the bike, on a SUPER busy highway and we had to go ACROSS the highway to find a bike workshop that opens at 10 to 10 at night. It was interesting though. Keeping my adrenaline rushing high and low as I was deciding to run across the road. I could say that I tempted my fate but I survived. With relieved heart, my cousin said his apology and concern and we walked to the nearest workshop not far from our spot - according to him. I looked at him sceptically but keep on walking. He eroded the tension by talking about the incident in a funny way - some ways that is hard to be forgotten. And soon enough I found myself laughing my heart out over the incident.
I was bleaming with joy as we saw a workshop was still operating. He pushed his bike towards the direction and we reached the workshop with much sweat (at least I was, under the hoody) and he was looking at his watch and I instantly knew that he was anxious to get this over and done with. That was when my hubby texted and I called him right away. I told him, excitedly, about what happened and heard that he wasn't that happy. I know he is tired of the current situation and I know how he wishes that everything will be easier for him soon. But god knows best - and he keeps that a mystery to those he chooses (that includes me I guess). So, I changed the topic and let my excitement died there - but sustained the cuteness I always do.
The Indian foreman said it was all done and he received the asked amount - I promised myself to pay some amount of money to him once I get my pay. We rode away from the place and soon enough, I was standing in front of the gate to my grandpa's house and we said our goodbye and he said: Just keep the hoody, I'll collect it soon. And I went into the house, looked out of the window and saw a shooting star. I said to myself: I had the rest I needed I just wish that my love is here with me so I wont miss him that much and went to the bathroom (to take my bath after an extremely long and eventful day) feeling very happy but excited as I am going back to the City Centre tomorrow!
So, reached the final location. My cousin gave me a tour of what to happen to D bay as it is listed in the new development of ISKANDAR. You can see reconstructions are taking place here and there and new cleared land are being established to accommodate more development of the shore opposite the land of Lion! (Take that!! and that!! and that!!) After taking in the breeze of the strait, a bit of emotional moments (where I actually cried thinking of my childhood memories where Baba always took me here during the evening and when we participated with the joyous crowds on our independence day march) and my cousin was out of idea to what to do to stop me from crying - all I could think off was MAN, they don't know how to spoil us with enough words, and so we decided to go back and that my cousin needed to see the gf.
We walked to the bike. He handed me his hoody and told me that it would be extremely cold - the sea breeze and the cloudy night, I let you do the thinking. We rode off and soon enough, we maneuvered to a junction from a four-lane (one direction) highway only to realize that the back tyre were punctured! I was panicky. Even if my car's wheel was punctured I was extremely panic - so you can IMAGINE how panic I was when we have to get off the bike, on a SUPER busy highway and we had to go ACROSS the highway to find a bike workshop that opens at 10 to 10 at night. It was interesting though. Keeping my adrenaline rushing high and low as I was deciding to run across the road. I could say that I tempted my fate but I survived. With relieved heart, my cousin said his apology and concern and we walked to the nearest workshop not far from our spot - according to him. I looked at him sceptically but keep on walking. He eroded the tension by talking about the incident in a funny way - some ways that is hard to be forgotten. And soon enough I found myself laughing my heart out over the incident.
I was bleaming with joy as we saw a workshop was still operating. He pushed his bike towards the direction and we reached the workshop with much sweat (at least I was, under the hoody) and he was looking at his watch and I instantly knew that he was anxious to get this over and done with. That was when my hubby texted and I called him right away. I told him, excitedly, about what happened and heard that he wasn't that happy. I know he is tired of the current situation and I know how he wishes that everything will be easier for him soon. But god knows best - and he keeps that a mystery to those he chooses (that includes me I guess). So, I changed the topic and let my excitement died there - but sustained the cuteness I always do.
The Indian foreman said it was all done and he received the asked amount - I promised myself to pay some amount of money to him once I get my pay. We rode away from the place and soon enough, I was standing in front of the gate to my grandpa's house and we said our goodbye and he said: Just keep the hoody, I'll collect it soon. And I went into the house, looked out of the window and saw a shooting star. I said to myself: I had the rest I needed I just wish that my love is here with me so I wont miss him that much and went to the bathroom (to take my bath after an extremely long and eventful day) feeling very happy but excited as I am going back to the City Centre tomorrow!
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