Pathethic eh?
This is what happens when you don't have that someone in your life. =D
PS~ Adek...get me one Isam pleassseeeeeee, I'm begging you ... heeee
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
What is in the inside it not what is on the outside...
I was working on Saturday. I didn't know why I was so eager to go to work, maybe I wanted to get out of the clot that I've caused last few days. That's not the whole point. Anyway, I went to work with my other two senior staff. It was cloudy and misty in the air that morning but it wasn't raining heavily, so I thought it was not going to be such a sun-tastic day.
We are working in a closed spaced room with no view of what so ever. It's like you're in a cell except its bigger and brighter and has no bars. Its just an idea of what our environment was like. Therefore, we have no inkling of what is going on outside especially when it comes to the weather. Besides it doesn't really matter if it were to rain or to be crispy hot outside, we were stuck inside frozen stiff. Picture Alaska.
That afternoon, the air-conditioner was somewhat cold and the air that was coming out from that what-you-call-it, cerobong? was loud as though it was raining cats and dogs outside. Kak long said..."Yep, hujan. Lebat kat luar tuh" she said with a serious tone based on the sound and that it was shivering cold. I was hmmm...didn't want to believe because I know that it has nothing to do with it. Unless we were at the very top and the rain hits the roof top, that, I might buy.
"Tadi masa akak datang tuh pon da hujan" she continued. OK. I bought that.
Kak Long husband rang her to see whether she has finished what she was doing.
"Da boleh amek ke?"
"Tak boleh tubik lagi neh. Huje lebatt kat luaer neh"
*I don't know how to translate kelantanese here*
Her husband was at Alamanda, so he thought it was what she claimed.
10 minutes later
"Ibu, da nak sampai da neh" as I heard he daughter at the other end of the line.
"Ibu tak boleh keluar lagi neh. Hujan lebat lagi neh"
"Hah? Hujan???" continued her daughter and it was cut off. Mungkin dia keheranan.
"Korang macam mana? Nak akak amek payung ke pinjam?" she asked.
"Takpe. Kiteorang parking xlah jauh sangat"
"OK, kalau camtu akak balik dulu" And she whisked away.
We followed behind 5 minutes later. To our surprised it was not raining at all. It was hot as ever and the sky was clear. "Eh, hujan lebat ke tadi?" Kak Siti exclaimed.
Then Kak Long words of exclamation of it was raining heavy came to mind. You guys should see her face when she was telling her husband that it was raining...lawak lawak.
We are working in a closed spaced room with no view of what so ever. It's like you're in a cell except its bigger and brighter and has no bars. Its just an idea of what our environment was like. Therefore, we have no inkling of what is going on outside especially when it comes to the weather. Besides it doesn't really matter if it were to rain or to be crispy hot outside, we were stuck inside frozen stiff. Picture Alaska.
That afternoon, the air-conditioner was somewhat cold and the air that was coming out from that what-you-call-it, cerobong? was loud as though it was raining cats and dogs outside. Kak long said..."Yep, hujan. Lebat kat luar tuh" she said with a serious tone based on the sound and that it was shivering cold. I was hmmm...didn't want to believe because I know that it has nothing to do with it. Unless we were at the very top and the rain hits the roof top, that, I might buy.
"Tadi masa akak datang tuh pon da hujan" she continued. OK. I bought that.
Kak Long husband rang her to see whether she has finished what she was doing.
"Da boleh amek ke?"
"Tak boleh tubik lagi neh. Huje lebatt kat luaer neh"
*I don't know how to translate kelantanese here*
Her husband was at Alamanda, so he thought it was what she claimed.
10 minutes later
"Ibu, da nak sampai da neh" as I heard he daughter at the other end of the line.
"Ibu tak boleh keluar lagi neh. Hujan lebat lagi neh"
"Hah? Hujan???" continued her daughter and it was cut off. Mungkin dia keheranan.
"Korang macam mana? Nak akak amek payung ke pinjam?" she asked.
"Takpe. Kiteorang parking xlah jauh sangat"
"OK, kalau camtu akak balik dulu" And she whisked away.
We followed behind 5 minutes later. To our surprised it was not raining at all. It was hot as ever and the sky was clear. "Eh, hujan lebat ke tadi?" Kak Siti exclaimed.
Then Kak Long words of exclamation of it was raining heavy came to mind. You guys should see her face when she was telling her husband that it was raining...lawak lawak.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
The Rahmans in my life
AT 3 points of my life, i have met with 3 different types of Rahman. The first encounter was during my internship year at Sapura Defence near Wangsa Maju. He was assigned to be my supervisor. There he was all polish with a blue black blazer. A look of a nice and a religious middle aged man. I have to admit, he didn't look that bad. To be honest he was handsome for his age even though he was bald.
Do not be fooled by his charming looks. First impression doesn't always last. He had history to have had high fantasies of women. Hmm, he was fond of a sensual relationship on every women he came across with. Including me. Now, for the record I was a teenage girl who has no sixth sense. Well a young adult still in her teenage body to be precise. I have no idea what he was doing. Don't go there yet, OK. He started sms'es me one late nite asking about what I was doing. Hold on, what on earth was my supervisor doing at that hour of time texting me? Hmm, I was a little suspicious but I kept good thoughts. Maybe he just wanted to say Hi. OK. Done.
I kept receiving messages more often during late nights. Wait a minute, isn't this guy married? Doesn't he plays with his wife? Huhu. I was just being nice. He was outstation one day when he told me he was at a bar. At a bar? He was asking me things which was weird. What the...? I tried ending the conversation by saying that it was late and he ended up saying "Goodnite Honey" What the.....???????
I was uncomfortable. I had to tell someone. Luckily Kak Nurul was available. A senior staff there. She went "You too huh?" What the...??? It seems like I wasn't the only one. Kak Nurul told me everything. She was always "harassed" by him but in a friendly kinda manner. He is always sending horny messages to Kak Nurul. Since Kak Nurul is married he couldn't please his way in. Duh! Which makes me a good victim. Good thing I discovered his filthy habits before he can do any damage. After I finished my practical, I thought that was it but he kept texting me but I gave him a clear message that got him sent away. The funny thing that bothers me till now is, orang cam haku pon dia nak kaco yang masa tuh kampung gile. That was Rahman number 1.
The next Rahman I met was during my training at Cosmopoint two years back. Actually I've known this Rahman in UKM, but I only knew how he looked. Not his name. We were closed during our training. I had a little crush on him. He does look sweet and nice and charming. It was just a crush for I know he was soooooo in love with his x-girlfriend. Girlfriend back then. Ex-girlfriend - present. I always picked on him the fact he was a quiet guy. You know, those average Joe kinda like. He was sooo in love and little did I know he fancied me. That started to spilled after we finished our course.
It was one night he called me all of the sudden, twice. His girlfriend was caught in the act. Too dramatic. He caught his girlfriend with some other guy. He didn't know where to go so he seek me for some therapy session. Bajet aku ni shrink lah. After some therapy session, we did message quite a bit. We were very closed. Messaging each other day and night. As though we were best friends.
It wasn't at month yet the day he broke up with his ex, he confessed, he liked me. He said he liked me since we were studying together. Hold on, he had feelings for me when he was soooo in love with his ex??? Yeah I was flattered, but come on. How can you do that? This is so lame. I just could not handle this type of people. So I stepped out little by little. Beside, I didn't fancied him that much. He wasn't my type. The type who always clinged to a girl. Lame. End of Rahman number 2.
Now, I'm dealing with the third Rahman in my life. This one is beyond annoying than the word annoying itself. This Rahman is a client for our company project. I just can't stand him the fact that he's so obnoxious, self-absorb and God knows what else. With his tussle hair and the way he speaks, I feel like getting him back like the way he did to us. Who does he thinks he is??? He is constantly throwing rude remarks at us in his most disturbing tone ever. I think I have to forgive him someday the fact that he's old. Maybe his system is turning off slowly. Maybe that explains why he's soooo sarcastic in the first place. I hope I don't run by one of these Rahman or one of these people for better.
Every where I go, I seem to be bumping into Rahman. These so popular names are every where. But above all, it belongs to Allah. One of His name. The Most Merciful. I hope the next time I bump into a Rahman, he resemble the meaning of a Rahman.
Do not be fooled by his charming looks. First impression doesn't always last. He had history to have had high fantasies of women. Hmm, he was fond of a sensual relationship on every women he came across with. Including me. Now, for the record I was a teenage girl who has no sixth sense. Well a young adult still in her teenage body to be precise. I have no idea what he was doing. Don't go there yet, OK. He started sms'es me one late nite asking about what I was doing. Hold on, what on earth was my supervisor doing at that hour of time texting me? Hmm, I was a little suspicious but I kept good thoughts. Maybe he just wanted to say Hi. OK. Done.
I kept receiving messages more often during late nights. Wait a minute, isn't this guy married? Doesn't he plays with his wife? Huhu. I was just being nice. He was outstation one day when he told me he was at a bar. At a bar? He was asking me things which was weird. What the...? I tried ending the conversation by saying that it was late and he ended up saying "Goodnite Honey" What the.....???????
I was uncomfortable. I had to tell someone. Luckily Kak Nurul was available. A senior staff there. She went "You too huh?" What the...??? It seems like I wasn't the only one. Kak Nurul told me everything. She was always "harassed" by him but in a friendly kinda manner. He is always sending horny messages to Kak Nurul. Since Kak Nurul is married he couldn't please his way in. Duh! Which makes me a good victim. Good thing I discovered his filthy habits before he can do any damage. After I finished my practical, I thought that was it but he kept texting me but I gave him a clear message that got him sent away. The funny thing that bothers me till now is, orang cam haku pon dia nak kaco yang masa tuh kampung gile. That was Rahman number 1.
The next Rahman I met was during my training at Cosmopoint two years back. Actually I've known this Rahman in UKM, but I only knew how he looked. Not his name. We were closed during our training. I had a little crush on him. He does look sweet and nice and charming. It was just a crush for I know he was soooooo in love with his x-girlfriend. Girlfriend back then. Ex-girlfriend - present. I always picked on him the fact he was a quiet guy. You know, those average Joe kinda like. He was sooo in love and little did I know he fancied me. That started to spilled after we finished our course.
It was one night he called me all of the sudden, twice. His girlfriend was caught in the act. Too dramatic. He caught his girlfriend with some other guy. He didn't know where to go so he seek me for some therapy session. Bajet aku ni shrink lah. After some therapy session, we did message quite a bit. We were very closed. Messaging each other day and night. As though we were best friends.
It wasn't at month yet the day he broke up with his ex, he confessed, he liked me. He said he liked me since we were studying together. Hold on, he had feelings for me when he was soooo in love with his ex??? Yeah I was flattered, but come on. How can you do that? This is so lame. I just could not handle this type of people. So I stepped out little by little. Beside, I didn't fancied him that much. He wasn't my type. The type who always clinged to a girl. Lame. End of Rahman number 2.
Now, I'm dealing with the third Rahman in my life. This one is beyond annoying than the word annoying itself. This Rahman is a client for our company project. I just can't stand him the fact that he's so obnoxious, self-absorb and God knows what else. With his tussle hair and the way he speaks, I feel like getting him back like the way he did to us. Who does he thinks he is??? He is constantly throwing rude remarks at us in his most disturbing tone ever. I think I have to forgive him someday the fact that he's old. Maybe his system is turning off slowly. Maybe that explains why he's soooo sarcastic in the first place. I hope I don't run by one of these Rahman or one of these people for better.
Every where I go, I seem to be bumping into Rahman. These so popular names are every where. But above all, it belongs to Allah. One of His name. The Most Merciful. I hope the next time I bump into a Rahman, he resemble the meaning of a Rahman.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
I hate pink even more
The sight of the colour pink from head to toe and not forgetting the bag, is a big NO-NO for me. It sores the eyes badly, well me eyes. It's candy floss pink from top to bottom. Eeeeuwww. My eyes can still handle smokey pink even though it's PINK. I just can't stand such sightings. I wonder how on earth did she managed to pull that?
Pink tudung, pink T, pink skirt, pink bag???
*Brow raised*
Damn...my retainer is pink...
Pink tudung, pink T, pink skirt, pink bag???
*Brow raised*
Damn...my retainer is pink...
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Tagged
I've been tagged for the very first time eventhough I don't exactly know how it goes. I only know tag on the playground. Hehe. Here it goes...
1 minit yang lalu, apa anda buat.
On what to write here :P
1 hari yang lalu, apa anda buat.
Went to work, work, work, chatting, work some more, got home from work, lay down in bed, maghrib lambat, lay down somemore in my telekung, performed Isyak, went to nite market and sat in front of the tv.
1 hari lagi apa anda akan buat.
Maybe the same thing like I did a day before except there won't be a pasar malam.
1 orang yang terakhir menelefon kamu.
Caq called me 4 in the morning to help her with her public speaking topic. Ozone layers. And I couldn't sleep after that coz teringat my friend told me that ghost are active during that time. Leh x?
1 makanan yang baru dibeli.
I bought a banana muffin from a friend at work times 3...so it wasn't one and I'm not answering the question :D
1 barang yang baru hilang.
I will know when it is missing. :P
1 cerita yang baru ditonton.
Prison break Season 3. It's so last season so it's not new.
1 hal terakhir yang digossipkan.
With my office mate about another office mate. Evil!
1 kata yang ingin diluahkan.
"Can you please stop staring? It's really annoying."
1 buku yang sudah dibaca.
Shopaholic and Sister. Hmm, can't remember. But it took me 4 months to finish it. But its the very 1st book I managed to finish since 4 years :D
1 penyakit yang sering datang.
Constipation + laziness.
1 keinginan.
To visit Tokyo, Jordan, and New York. InsyaAllah.
Thanks to kak shu, I have to tag someone...TAG...your it...ANN + FADH + WAN!!!! (ntah bile mereka2 neh nak bukak blog gue)
1 minit yang lalu, apa anda buat.
On what to write here :P
1 hari yang lalu, apa anda buat.
Went to work, work, work, chatting, work some more, got home from work, lay down in bed, maghrib lambat, lay down somemore in my telekung, performed Isyak, went to nite market and sat in front of the tv.
1 hari lagi apa anda akan buat.
Maybe the same thing like I did a day before except there won't be a pasar malam.
1 orang yang terakhir menelefon kamu.
Caq called me 4 in the morning to help her with her public speaking topic. Ozone layers. And I couldn't sleep after that coz teringat my friend told me that ghost are active during that time. Leh x?
1 makanan yang baru dibeli.
I bought a banana muffin from a friend at work times 3...so it wasn't one and I'm not answering the question :D
1 barang yang baru hilang.
I will know when it is missing. :P
1 cerita yang baru ditonton.
Prison break Season 3. It's so last season so it's not new.
1 hal terakhir yang digossipkan.
With my office mate about another office mate. Evil!
1 kata yang ingin diluahkan.
"Can you please stop staring? It's really annoying."
1 buku yang sudah dibaca.
Shopaholic and Sister. Hmm, can't remember. But it took me 4 months to finish it. But its the very 1st book I managed to finish since 4 years :D
1 penyakit yang sering datang.
Constipation + laziness.
1 keinginan.
To visit Tokyo, Jordan, and New York. InsyaAllah.
Thanks to kak shu, I have to tag someone...TAG...your it...ANN + FADH + WAN!!!! (ntah bile mereka2 neh nak bukak blog gue)
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
My shoes don't fit!
I hate buying shoes. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE SHOESSS so much. Doesn't my page tells it all? ;-) The thing is, I always end up buying the wrong ones in terms of the size. I'm always confused if I'm a size 5 or a size 6.
Last Friday, I bought this one Amanda flats from this one fancy shoe store which I seldom entered before (sbbnye kedai class gitu), I spotted it on top of a rack and fell in love with it completely. Just my taste and just perfect. It's black and looks like my every other shoes. Boring.
Anyhow I just got to have it regardless how much it cost. Yeah, it did cost me RMXXX. I'd never bought something that pricey in my life just for a pair of shoes. I was determined to buy it though. So I couldn't care less of how much it cost, I just got to have and I did. I tried the display shoes on and it did fit well but it was a size 6. Then I remembered that I used to buy a 6 size shoes and end up having it
slipping out of my feet constantly caused it became loose. I asked for a size 5. It was tight at the front but it did fit in well. I was excited when I bought them until...
I wore them on Saturday and I was soooooo unhappy. I was whining all day to my sister (I'm so bless to have her). Despite I was whining, she listened and told me to relax. "The shoes will soon fit well later on" says caq. But oh no, I just have to brag about my pain. "Caq pon biasa je macam tuh, lagi lah kasut boot" she continued. Ok. I took it maturely (tipu!) and stop complaining even though my foot was crying in pain.
Still I wasn't satisfied the fact that I bought it for RMxxx, it will be a waste if it is not used. So I went googling like always and came across a few tips on how to enlarge shoes. Hmmm. The first was to get a shoe stretcher which I don't know where to get them and it might cost me some more. So scribble the first tip out. Finally I found a few tips done in a conventional way. It says to mould your shoe with water by putting groceries bag in your shoes and pour water in it. Then let it freeze in the freezer. As it turns to ice, it will hopefully to enlarge it. Cool eh? And I tried it. It sort of works.
Of course, I still have to stand the scrutinizing pain of the flats. Plus it makes a loud squeaky sound as I walk in it. Sounds like a cricket. My friends at work told me I was like the transformer and that if I came they know its me. Oh wait, was it I'm lost. Anyway, I just have to abide with it for the rest of my life. Well, before I find a new soles mate. ;-)
Last Friday, I bought this one Amanda flats from this one fancy shoe store which I seldom entered before (sbbnye kedai class gitu), I spotted it on top of a rack and fell in love with it completely. Just my taste and just perfect. It's black and looks like my every other shoes. Boring.
Anyhow I just got to have it regardless how much it cost. Yeah, it did cost me RMXXX. I'd never bought something that pricey in my life just for a pair of shoes. I was determined to buy it though. So I couldn't care less of how much it cost, I just got to have and I did. I tried the display shoes on and it did fit well but it was a size 6. Then I remembered that I used to buy a 6 size shoes and end up having it
slipping out of my feet constantly caused it became loose. I asked for a size 5. It was tight at the front but it did fit in well. I was excited when I bought them until...
I wore them on Saturday and I was soooooo unhappy. I was whining all day to my sister (I'm so bless to have her). Despite I was whining, she listened and told me to relax. "The shoes will soon fit well later on" says caq. But oh no, I just have to brag about my pain. "Caq pon biasa je macam tuh, lagi lah kasut boot" she continued. Ok. I took it maturely (tipu!) and stop complaining even though my foot was crying in pain.
Still I wasn't satisfied the fact that I bought it for RMxxx, it will be a waste if it is not used. So I went googling like always and came across a few tips on how to enlarge shoes. Hmmm. The first was to get a shoe stretcher which I don't know where to get them and it might cost me some more. So scribble the first tip out. Finally I found a few tips done in a conventional way. It says to mould your shoe with water by putting groceries bag in your shoes and pour water in it. Then let it freeze in the freezer. As it turns to ice, it will hopefully to enlarge it. Cool eh? And I tried it. It sort of works.
Of course, I still have to stand the scrutinizing pain of the flats. Plus it makes a loud squeaky sound as I walk in it. Sounds like a cricket. My friends at work told me I was like the transformer and that if I came they know its me. Oh wait, was it I'm lost. Anyway, I just have to abide with it for the rest of my life. Well, before I find a new soles mate. ;-)
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