Wow. I knew I hadn't blogged for a long time, but I didn't expect that the last one would be LAST YEAR! That seemed so far away!
It's April and a lot has passed. Some were good and the rest not so.
Tok is no longer with us. She went two weeks ago.
Followed with Azri's dad a week later.
May Allah bless their soul always.
Good stuff - salary raise. Medical benefits. And another 28 days of annual leave (yeehoo? or what!) And more to come.
And, been investing a lot of time reading books! (even taroh Marion Keyes and Sidney Sheldon *gasp*) Thank god for Fahimi who bought The Catcher in the Rye yesterday! I'm reading that now (finally).
Ok, purpose today - need to work on projects!
Based on the current situation (read: rather bountiful on the time side) read: 9-5 work hours, I've evaluated that I need other projects (other than being in love with Fahimi full time) to get it going.
We've been having arguments (i hate putting that down but I need a reminder!) that has sprung out of me being insecure. Blegh.
So, I need to get a grip of myself. Stop being so lembik, and revolve to who I was before - strong, independent, confident and intelligent!
Hence, here comes new projects!
Mission - To acquire new skills and strengthen incumbent ones
Vision - To continuously implement skills in enriching life
Acquire
1. Photoshop
2. Web site design
3. Creative writing
4. Laws of Success
5. The Master Key System
6. Baking
Strengthen
1. Cooking
2. Yoga
3. Piano
4. Guitar
5. Accounting
6. Mengaji
There you go.
12 items.
I will set a time line for each item and blog about it.
This is of course, set after watching the movie Julie & Julia.
Julie, weary with her daytime job decides that she needed a project. It was to cook 524 recipes from Julia Child's cookbook within one year.
I, will do the same.
All the best to me! Cheers!
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Of an Ode
This is an ode, to my very first car. A green 850 Kancil aged 7 years old.
It was never under my name, to begin with. But I did acquire the car by cash from my father. Cash I got from my first personal loan at Al-Rajhi. 8500. That's what I paid him. This was four years ago.
Then on, it was that green-mean-machine that took me across the city traffic, day-in day-out, so very loyally. One hour in the morning. One hour in the evening. Good bye inconsistent and much too stuffy LRT rides, no more troubling Mama to send me and pick me up.
Good mornings took us through Bukit Tunku greeneries and oh-so-charming abandoned government quarters, and the peak spot where i'd catch a glance of the KL's skyline. There stands proud the twin towers and KL tower. One morning before Merdeka Day celebrations, we even caught a fleet of choppers practising a routine.
On another day, we spotted a heart-shaped cloud hovering between the towers :) I was very in love then :)
Very rare did it break down. Just in my absence of care it did. Dead battery-once. Puncture tyre-never. Over heating-never. Engine-NEVER! Alhamdulilah.
It was Rena who went with me to Uncle Raymond's to get the driver seat window fixed. It went down and couldn't get up. Something to do with the spring system.
And Eve, followed when it had to be serviced. Uncle Raymond purposely left the alarm system a glitch - it had a 'twing' sound whenever the central lock was unlocked. I was ashamed of it at first, had a few laughs bout it later, and soon became accustomed. Now - I miss it.
We traveled a lot. Mostly through the potholes and in between huge trucks, lorries in Port Klang. Kak Mina came along to work when she was pregnant with Putri. Chong did too, when I started using the PWTC route. Boss even had a round with it when he had to pick his kids up from school. They loved it, saying that the dad should get one, "It's like a bumper car!"
It was with it, that we started jogging. I picked him it at his office, to go to Sg Wang to get a book for Papa. I didn't know then. Our plate numbers were opposite. WJS sure-die-rich-forever was mine, and his is 8974 (rich-forever-sure-die). The first three alphabets are the same. I told Papa this morning that I wanted to keep the number. His friend advised to get a new one, to retain the number was too much hassle. I was sad. Say- would I get another WJS to match?
The weird thing is, I never gave it a name. I never really wanted to be attached to it. I didn't even want to get the radio changed.
How bout the time my keys got stuck inside the car? At Titiwangsa, I was with Kheng, and we'd just finished the KIOKU family day. This was last year. A bus driver helped us to pick the lock with a bent wire.
Then, this year. At Suria Spices. The same thing happened. My absent mindedness kicked in. Unlock boot. Put keys on dashboard. Close boot. Keys still in dashboard. Car is locked.
What did I do?
Picked my own lock, with my own bent wire. Less than 2 minutes. Ask Kent, he saw it!
How about the time Yaz helped wash it? And the time I cleaned the mud out of the spare tyre. I even bought fabric cleaner in attempts to get the stain out of the seat.
I purposely left two things in the car:
1. Tasbih
2. Asma al-Husna cassette
These two are my most consistent routine for the past two years. Mornings. Traffic jams. Times of distraught.
I hope it reaches out.
Letting it go was more than letting IT go. It was something else. It was supposed to be my cash cow. The last straw of my investment to go abroad. If everything else didn't work, I was supposed to sell it and use the money to go to Australia. Now its with someone else, I got 1K cash. Alhamdulilah... Gaji masuk lambat bulan ni! :P
Money aside.
Is this it? Is this a sign? Am I never going to go? Or is God preparing me for something else? What can I learn from this?
Be independent! Be strong! Be TRUE to yourself! Make Mama happy! Cause she is the ONLY ONE that has ALWAYS been there for you! Remember that!
Through everything. She has never failed me. Never.
I will get my Masters Degree then my PhD, and dedicate it to her.
The fight's not over.
In the meantime, I hope my little green-mean-machine is at a better place now.
This is an ode to my first car :)
It was never under my name, to begin with. But I did acquire the car by cash from my father. Cash I got from my first personal loan at Al-Rajhi. 8500. That's what I paid him. This was four years ago.
Then on, it was that green-mean-machine that took me across the city traffic, day-in day-out, so very loyally. One hour in the morning. One hour in the evening. Good bye inconsistent and much too stuffy LRT rides, no more troubling Mama to send me and pick me up.
Good mornings took us through Bukit Tunku greeneries and oh-so-charming abandoned government quarters, and the peak spot where i'd catch a glance of the KL's skyline. There stands proud the twin towers and KL tower. One morning before Merdeka Day celebrations, we even caught a fleet of choppers practising a routine.
On another day, we spotted a heart-shaped cloud hovering between the towers :) I was very in love then :)
Very rare did it break down. Just in my absence of care it did. Dead battery-once. Puncture tyre-never. Over heating-never. Engine-NEVER! Alhamdulilah.
It was Rena who went with me to Uncle Raymond's to get the driver seat window fixed. It went down and couldn't get up. Something to do with the spring system.
And Eve, followed when it had to be serviced. Uncle Raymond purposely left the alarm system a glitch - it had a 'twing' sound whenever the central lock was unlocked. I was ashamed of it at first, had a few laughs bout it later, and soon became accustomed. Now - I miss it.
We traveled a lot. Mostly through the potholes and in between huge trucks, lorries in Port Klang. Kak Mina came along to work when she was pregnant with Putri. Chong did too, when I started using the PWTC route. Boss even had a round with it when he had to pick his kids up from school. They loved it, saying that the dad should get one, "It's like a bumper car!"
It was with it, that we started jogging. I picked him it at his office, to go to Sg Wang to get a book for Papa. I didn't know then. Our plate numbers were opposite. WJS sure-die-rich-forever was mine, and his is 8974 (rich-forever-sure-die). The first three alphabets are the same. I told Papa this morning that I wanted to keep the number. His friend advised to get a new one, to retain the number was too much hassle. I was sad. Say- would I get another WJS to match?
The weird thing is, I never gave it a name. I never really wanted to be attached to it. I didn't even want to get the radio changed.
How bout the time my keys got stuck inside the car? At Titiwangsa, I was with Kheng, and we'd just finished the KIOKU family day. This was last year. A bus driver helped us to pick the lock with a bent wire.
Then, this year. At Suria Spices. The same thing happened. My absent mindedness kicked in. Unlock boot. Put keys on dashboard. Close boot. Keys still in dashboard. Car is locked.
What did I do?
Picked my own lock, with my own bent wire. Less than 2 minutes. Ask Kent, he saw it!
How about the time Yaz helped wash it? And the time I cleaned the mud out of the spare tyre. I even bought fabric cleaner in attempts to get the stain out of the seat.
I purposely left two things in the car:
1. Tasbih
2. Asma al-Husna cassette
These two are my most consistent routine for the past two years. Mornings. Traffic jams. Times of distraught.
I hope it reaches out.
Letting it go was more than letting IT go. It was something else. It was supposed to be my cash cow. The last straw of my investment to go abroad. If everything else didn't work, I was supposed to sell it and use the money to go to Australia. Now its with someone else, I got 1K cash. Alhamdulilah... Gaji masuk lambat bulan ni! :P
Money aside.
Is this it? Is this a sign? Am I never going to go? Or is God preparing me for something else? What can I learn from this?
Be independent! Be strong! Be TRUE to yourself! Make Mama happy! Cause she is the ONLY ONE that has ALWAYS been there for you! Remember that!
Through everything. She has never failed me. Never.
I will get my Masters Degree then my PhD, and dedicate it to her.
The fight's not over.
In the meantime, I hope my little green-mean-machine is at a better place now.
This is an ode to my first car :)
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Of Cloudiness
Cloudy
My head, my feelings, my want
I'm spinning in a whirlwind
I created
Breaking free looks far away
Sad songs make my cry now
Wondering what happened to the person before
She slipped away so easily
Occupied with dependancy
Do what you know
Believe in recipes you read
Loop, loop, loop.
My head, my feelings, my want
I'm spinning in a whirlwind
I created
Breaking free looks far away
Sad songs make my cry now
Wondering what happened to the person before
She slipped away so easily
Occupied with dependancy
Do what you know
Believe in recipes you read
Loop, loop, loop.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Of The Need to Travel!
I'm happily doing my work, and all of a sudden! Bam! I just suddenly had this URGENT need to TRAVEL! The image of New York just came so stronly across my mind! I had to write this down! New York just might be coming to me sooner than I imagine!
Monday, November 23, 2009
24 Nov 2009
Things to be happy about =)
1. Getting enough sleep
2. Catching a glimpse of a naughty squirrel in the garden
3. Hot shower on a cold morning
4. Smooth traffic
5. Nasi lemak for breakfast
6. Announcement of the arrival of a newborn nephew
7. Closing a deal!
1. Getting enough sleep
2. Catching a glimpse of a naughty squirrel in the garden
3. Hot shower on a cold morning
4. Smooth traffic
5. Nasi lemak for breakfast
6. Announcement of the arrival of a newborn nephew
7. Closing a deal!
Monday, November 16, 2009
Of Visual Boards
Hereye! Hereye! Updating new goals to achieve!
1. Travel on a hot air balloon
2. Visit Taj Mahal
3. Drive a grey, new Honda Civic 1.8
4. Do a full sized painting on canvas
5. Make a sculpture
6. Design a dress/shoe/jewellery
7. Do a headstand!
8. Write a full song with Fahimi
9. Be ambidextrous
10. Plant a tree :)
The last one-plant a tree-maybe we would do it together, next year, on Jan 3 :)
1. Travel on a hot air balloon
2. Visit Taj Mahal
3. Drive a grey, new Honda Civic 1.8
4. Do a full sized painting on canvas
5. Make a sculpture
6. Design a dress/shoe/jewellery
7. Do a headstand!
8. Write a full song with Fahimi
9. Be ambidextrous
10. Plant a tree :)
The last one-plant a tree-maybe we would do it together, next year, on Jan 3 :)
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Of Being Thankful
Today,
I am grateful for;
- Abundance of time
- Buying Eve gift for her birthday
- Waking up to read SMS from Sayang saying that he loves me :)
- Good health
- Nice skin
- Motivation to play piano!
I love everyday! :)
I am grateful for;
- Abundance of time
- Buying Eve gift for her birthday
- Waking up to read SMS from Sayang saying that he loves me :)
- Good health
- Nice skin
- Motivation to play piano!
I love everyday! :)
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