Console

Salam.


Belief is a value we adopt from a very early beginning of our life. In all honesty, I cannot really decipher the importance in my younger days, cannot really relate the relevancy towards my life. Not until I was crumpled few years back.

I have a few girls come to me during their lowest point of life, and I figured that it was always easier to talk to someone who has this belief, belief in supremacy of God. To those people, it will always suffice to console them by saying this- hang in there, you will reap something good from this, Allah knows best.

But to those who didn't put their utmost believe in this, consoling them was a bit tricky. This kind of people want to have obvious reason behind everything happen. Like when doctor gave us a prescription of medicine, this kind of patient want to have the result in the blink of an eye. They want the flu to stop straight away, not giving the body the time to heal. They want the good things shown right away, don't really allow the brain to think on the relation on everything that happened.

I know I belong to the group that don't really know how to wait for the healing process.

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Zeela, Fatin and Me <3

Playground and Television

Salam.

My sister is 19 now. 12 years back, we often spent our childhood times either by playing outside or watching television. So we were doing the latter by that time. It was Along, Ain and me. I can't recall the whereabout of the remaining.

We were watching serial play that starts at 5 and ends 30 minutes after. At 5.25pm, suddenly Ain was climbing over a waist-height shelves and took the clock that was hanging on the wall.

Along and me were both puzzled looking at her, and Along asked, 'What are you going to do with the clock?'

Ain answer was, 'I want to turn time back to 5pm so that this play that we were watching will not end so soon'.

Hahaha. This kid sure like that story play too much. And we are making fun of this up until now.

Bye and take care.

Cheer

Salam.

I was in Watson, looking for essentials. I mingled around and it was by chance, the eye liner that I was looking for located at a section close to the entrance. On my way, the sales assistant bid me 'Come again, miss' so cheerful. I smiled and answer him, 'I'm not done yet, not going back yet'.

He said sorry then and offered me basket. Hahaha

Bye and take care.

Doomed and Adamant

Salam.

Today I cried, at the office, in the loo to be exact, at 9am. It is not because of I've been scolded by superior, but it is more of repulsion on rejection, under appreciated and tired.

I thought I would hold absolute grudge and pour the stinky sewage water to the places involved, but after realizing that my boss realize that I was crying and he treat me differently, much careful than usual, I started to feel stupid. By the way, my boss isn't the one who made my day gloom today, it was someone else. More accurate, my fragile feeling and sensitive eyes. My eyes connect faster to the sensitive part of my brain and thus, it makes tears stream much sooner. It was okay though, to cleanse the eyes socket once in a while. But the drawback is I looked like panda because my eyeliner smudge and dark circle appeared more obvious.

By the way, the thought of balik kampung in three days is much more potent than all. It beats all the ugly memory away :)

Talking of that, lets pray tomorrow and onwards will be awesome for all of us.

Scrabbles and the words that we manage to think of, at 12midnight. With most of words are three-letters word, quite impressive right? Haha

Rhetoric

Salam.

I know I am old this year, when despatch boy in office addressed me as Kak now. What a joy for you to kill my youthness.

But I don't think that matters much, because I have been living as 'auntys' for quite some time and somehow, I felt okay.

There is something I look up to towards parents that send their kid to the madrasah. Everyone is entitled to their opinion and as for mine, these kid are lucky to have those parents that think of them far ahead from others. These parents are not thinking about job or work in future undertaking, but seriously hereafter life.

But of course everyone is entitled to decide on how they will lead life.

I am at teambuilding program now. Mingled with big boss and amazed by how humble they are.

Often times, I sounds like sick person ranting here about everything irrelevant. Rhetorical as always, but I don't really mind.

So the keyword for this time is be a good boss.

Bye bye and take care.

Not All in the Plate

Salam.

I am a bit pissed off now..Towards facebook. What on earth are they thinking doing timeline like that and direct the stalker to easier path to stalk. It is not like everyone is celebrity. (Truth is I still don't know how to filter the unnecessary pictures info). So what I don't want to appear anywhere we could imagine seems to be appear everywhere on FB wall, and that make me lose more interest towards FB.

But I can't shut my account just yet. Most of wedding invitation came through FB.Plus, FB seems like the closest I get to stalk someone. Ehem.

Talking about 2012, I hope this year I will be able to buy a car for myself, and be a better version of myself. I need to be calmer, I hope to be poise and I wish I will be more like a good accompany towards people surrounding. I know I need to be calm, this year when I started working and all my works are assessed and open to be criticized. Earlier education of mine had mold me to be afraid of failure and past was not as crucial as now, so everyday receiving task I am having butterfly in my stomach. So in all seriousness, in 2012, I need to learn to be calm, inside.

On another note, congratulations to those who are going to tie the knot! Someone now are willing to see you wake up with drools all over and you, willing to be seen with drools all over. Not to mention the shout and door slammed you will be facing after. What a sacrifice people willing to do when it comes to love.;)

Can you pray for me too? Hehe. I blame the excess fat I still didn't have partner. Seriously I don't blame anything, but you know people loves to talk and when they talk, words are sharper than knife and it stab right to the heart.

I figure now that if you want to kill me, no need to use a high-tech gun or knife or chainsaw, you can just use this one side food and put it in my food. It was easier for you but painful just the same for me. I am just helping you here. (Please by all means, I hope nobody have intention to kill anybody! I was just kidding, but the food part is true.I can't tell you what is the food, I am afraid there are really assassin out there wanted me to be murdered - too much CSI maybe). I eat this one food and I end up cannot open my eyes and my head felt like it weight as a tonne and my nose doesn't help a bit.

Okay have a lovely weekend. :)

All are not available. Thank you.

This future doctor seriously made me nervous on how she will treat her patients. hehe

Along's obsession. You can buy his heart by this.

Lovebirds

Salam.

A bunch of girlfriends and me attend two wedding at the southern part of Malaysia. We are all already approaching mid 20s, and at first I thought we would behave like one. But seriously, except than dressing, heels and make-up, everything just as same as 5 years back.

There are way too much laughing, making fun of each other carelessness and blurrness, and just imagine when 10 something girls sleep over together, you have to expect no peace. Hahaha.

I will try to attend friends' wedding, I don't know, for me attending wedding reception is one way to show our appreciation towards bride and groom. Apart from bonding with friends that I haven't met after so long, this is one escapade from mundane.

We are on the way back to KL. Will update pictures once I get my hands on it.

Take care people.