Haritu or Hantu?

Me: Aku nak pakai pensil ko xde dakwat plak (pensil fabel caster berwarna purple).
N: Aah.
Me: Nak pakai yang ni lak tapi ko kata xde dakwat.
--(sambil tuh ann amek pensil tersebut and petik) *xberpa ingat situasi*--
N: Eh ada lah *clicking the pencil* Ntah2 haritu x isik?
Me: Ada ke hantu ?
N: Ade...
Me: Hah? Ada ke hantu bulan pose??? *blur*
N: Hahahaha...
Me: Hahahahaha...
N: Aku cakap haritu tapi aku ingat ko cakap haritu.
Me: Aku dengar hantu, aku ingat ko cakap hantu.

Either I'm totally deaf or we both are. Hahaha...

This dialog is not that accurate due to some memory loss =D

3 days and counting

Ramadhan this year is pretty much the same. Well, not really. First of all, traffic jam from Putrajaya to Kajang sucks big time. I have not gone through such traffic jam since the last time I remembered. It has been only two days of fasting and the traffic is bad. Really, really bad. Imagine after all this time working in Putrajaya, you don't get much cars around. It will only take me approximately 30 mins to arrive home with the speed of 80kmph so and so. Suddenly I have to hit the break more often for every meters. You do the math. Since oil price is way expensive and not forgetting that I am driving my dads' Volvo 970 (Big car means big gas). So if I'm in a stream of vehicles, it won't do much help. Plus I'm getting cramps around my hips, my spine and my knee which is not good due to my P.

The breaking of fast this year to me is not as merrier as before. We have indulged ourselves for less and simple foods to avoid waste. I have not hit any bazaar yet because I don't see the necessary to do so since I have my mom. Hee. Maybe my appetite these days is not big as before. I used to eat like a pig you know. This year, I want to follow the sunnah of the Prophet SAW by stop eating before you go full. Konon. I don't know. Seem to be losing appetite these days. Is that some sort of a sign? Ke sebab da keciwa nak tambah berat badan tapi xtertambah-tambah pon. Hmmm...

Tarawikh. I don't know about you, but I think that tarawikh this year is so quick that I don't have time to feel sleepy. Not that I'm complaining of how fast its going, but yeah its fast. During my teeny years, going to tarawikh felt like miles away. Always getting lost of what rakaah we were on even though we only performed 8! These 4 days of performing tarawikh, happened so fast. Maybe its the Imam or maybe I got too lost in my mind during prayers. There's a saying that goes, if you felt time was running fast, there is something wrong with our Iman. Those who are pious will only see time at a normal pace. Therefore, we have to ask ourselves, are we there yet?

Me? I'm still me. Still all cranky and pretty much the same. I have not changed a bit.
Whatever reasons or whatever happens, hope that this Ramadhan will give us blessings and that we are commit to become a better Muslims in the future. InsyaAllah.

One Step At A Time

I'm so glad I got it out of my chest. Right now this is what's playing in my head to keep me inspired and keep me going by Jordin Sparks - One Step at a Time

Hurry up and wait
So close, but so far away
Everything that you've always dreamed of
Close enough for you to taste
But you just can't touch

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you're feeling more and more frustrated
And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting

[Chorus:]
We live and we learn to take
One step at a time
There's no need to rush
It's like learning to fly
Or falling in love
It's gonna happen and it's
Supposed to happen that we
Find the reasons why
One step at a time

You believe and you doubt
You're confused, you got it all figured out
Everything that you always wished for
Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours
If they only knew

You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet
Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it
You know you can if you get the chance
In your face as the door keeps slamming
Now you're feeling more and more frustrated
And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting

[Chorus]

When you can't wait any longer
But there's no end in sight
when you need to find the strength
It's the faith that makes you stronger
The only way you get there
Is one step at a time

Where did I got the name Skinny legs?

No where...

It was destined to be mine. => . It happened to pop up just like that one day which I obviously don't remember. No wait. I do. I was editing my profile in friendster some ages ago and I happened to have a picture of my legs. My profiles before was somewhat uninspired and lack of that cool factor. Haha. I wanted Something different and what was uniquely me. Skinny legs was perfect and it resembles me totally even though there are a lot of skinny legs out there. Haha. Infact there's a restaurant in USA named Skinny Legs. It was discovered by Kak Syu herself. Haha.

So it wasn't totally mine after all but I stuck with it. During that time, I had lots of people viewing my profile. Cam glemer lah kan. Haha. Who is this Skinny legs? Everyone was swaying their way in. Well, almost everyone. Yet, I liked it though. The nick not my leg. I'm not really a fan of my legs. Unless it was Gisele Bunchen like, I'll be a total knockout but sadly I'm not. *Sigh*. I'm thankful. That's basically where I got the nick. Cool eh?

Oh yeah, I had a lot of nicks based on my physical. Papan, tulang, Penyapu, Olive and the list goes on. The best one was given by mom... Kain Buruk. Leh x?

Goodies

Adek just got back from Jordan last two Saturday (warning: this entry is waaaaay expired...heeee). Boy, it was a long wait. I was counting each and everyday hoping for that day to come as quickly as possible. Yeah, it sure did as time these days are running fast. So fast that you don't have much time to do things. Like updating the blog :P. Anyway, her flight was estimated to arrive around 0930 Malaysian Time. We waited for her at the arrival gate...and waited...and waited some more. Shiishhh, what's taking her so long?

Apparently, she showed up an hour later. I didn't mind waiting because I got to feast my eyes on those foreigners. All delicious looking. *Smugging* Adek showed up looking pretty much the same. Yeah, because we were skype-ing each other now and then, so I didn't see much of a differences in her. Although she did looked a bit different with those braces. Yep, definitely different. She did looked a lil skinny though. Our reunion with her was somewhat unemotional. Yelah, setiap hari dok skype-ing and yahoo-ing je so xde perasaan yang beria-ia sangat. But I was excited.

As always, one goes on a trip, one bring back home goodies. She certainly did. She bought us goodies which you can wear, eat and so on. She bought me these two beautiful jubahs which was neat except the size didn't fit me well the fact that the Arabians are bigger in size. I had to alter it to fit my skinny figure which sometimes can be a challenge. Who says skinny people doesn't have problem with fitting? I obviously have that problem.

Anyway, my sister bought these chocolates which looks like rocks. You know, rocks. The ones you get in the aquarium. Those colorful little rocks. The chocolates looked exactly like them. No kidding. It's really chocolates and delicious too. I brought them to work. My colleagues seems to be astonished and amazed (jakun OK). They were playing with them too. Haha.

Adek bought a lot actually. Not just for my fam, but also for our cousins. The special ones got special things but the not-so-special was not to be left behind. So Adek bought them key-chains which they had their names on them. I got one too, except mine was cool. It too has my named written on it. It was written on spaghetti which means it was small in size. Syazwani Alone what was written on the spaghetti. Adek didn't realized that Alone when she got home. She told the Arabian guy to spell Along, but instead ended up with Alone. OK OK. I know that I am alone, dateless and all, but does it have to be spelled out to tell them that I'm alone? Hahaha. Funny Arab.

Unpacking suitcases can be one exciting and a suspensions moments. It's like opening up a treasure chest that unlocks to precious treasures. In this case, a jubah, chocolates rocks and Syazwani Alone. Still, I enjoyed unpacking her suitcase, I enjoyed looking at her unpacking her suitcase. Who wouldn't be? I wonder when it's my turn? Hmmm.....

P.S Yesterday, Atul called me Wanu. Wanu??? Hahaha. Typo OK.

Have you ever...hmmm...

Lied
Does white lies count as lying? If not then I never lied...tipu! there...I lied :p

Smoked
Oh N000000...never

Broke someone's heart
You cannot break a heart, you can only squish it.

Had your heart broken
Yes...I had my heart squished.

Wish you were a prince/princess
Princess ain't cool...too bossy

Liked someone who was taken
Isam Bachiri...*sigh*...I want him *sigh*

Shaved your head
Why would I want to shave my head?

Been in love
What is love really?

Used chopsticks
Failed

Sang in the mirror to yourself
Er...like 247... :D

Peers at work

It has been almost two years since I started working. So many things happened in that almost two years. There are those who fled away in search of a better place while others are still hanging on, tight. Despite we are under some major hazard moments, yet we managed to loosen up a little. Just to remember ourselves that it's not the end of the world. Well, I constantly telling myself this all the time.

I have to admit I enjoyed my stay with these folks even though my job is cranky me up big time. There are only 3 who has been the longest people who are staying strong in this project including me ;-). The other two is my seniors. I salute them for holding on for so long. My head is under water right now. Drowning like any moment. Huhu.

There's Kak Ina, fragile and soft. She deals with people as soft as she can even that person is bringing her a hell of a time. She's small in size yet she's big in the brain. Oh yeah. She's the developer in this project. The only developer and she is handling it all by herself. How on earth does she handles that? A person with a lot of patient and I'm so impress she managed to keep it the same tone even when she's mad.

Kak Siti, aggressive and witty. This lady has the stare as though she wanted to swallow you and slit your throat. She can be serious at times where if approaching her can gives you the stir but she's a sport. She blends well with people younger than her and she sure can act as one too. Her signature laugh could be recognize anywhere. A Hindustani die-hard fan, she's definitely fun to hang out with.

Kak Long or Kak Am we refer her to, adorable and opened, she's the eldest. A mother of four and like the mother to us too. Almost. She smiles even during her wits end moment. She talks about anything which makes her approachable and she doesn't mind sharing her flaws. She just joined this project for only 3 months so and so but its like I've known her forever.

The rest is the juniors even though they are all older than me ;-). All with their heads. There's Ann, a perky gal with a perky dressings to match who laughs her stomach out and speaks her mind. Someone who is all about having a good time. Shud, the Kedahrian who has this thick Kedah accent where she expresses her words assertively. Krie who seems a little timid but seems to be enjoying herself...hmmm...I think. Then there's the guy, all beautiful with white fair skin but the moment he opens his mouth....Go figure.

Last but not least, me, the independent chick around. Haha. I'm being boastful. It supposed to be me, the late one arriving to work everyday. Guilty. Above all, this one experience working with them its something I won't get anywhere else. And not forgetting the past people plus those who aren't with the project anymore that I've worked with. Kak shu, Kak Lyn, Atul and a few bunch to be named. All different.