Cardigan and Blazer

Salam.

I manage to not miss the bus! Seriously the train has some significant problem regarding time management (which has nothing to do with me).

Okay I am also has some tiny, insignificant, very minor problem with time management. I don't like to admit this, but many events has proven so.
Should I buy a necklace with clock-face pendant? Or ring with clock? Or shoes with alarm?

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My cubicle is located at a very strategic position at the moment. For the past 8 months, my workstation is at the furthest end, which I can do everything without anybody noticed, I can stretch my body and put my hands up to the sky without being worried. The only bad thing was when I am late. Since my previous workstation is at the furthest end, for everytime I am late, my shoes' tap will announce to the whole office, 'Announcing the arrival of Anis. Please be silent and hear her shoes tapping the floor. Thank you'.

That was then. God has some unique way of motivating us. My current workstation is, at a position that everytime I look away from computer screen, the view will be my boss' hair. Even lucky, if I put some effort and sit straight, I can see my boss' face.

So you know now I don't need to look further for motivation, just raise my gaze. Hahaha

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I like to write, I don't know when this addiction of writing started. But I enjoy writing and enjoy having people read my writings. Thanks for spending your times here and I am sorry if my words had hurt you :)

P/s : Congratulations to ehem ehem Crez. I am really happy for you! :D

Mother's convo last year. My idol forever.

Cooking

Salam.

I've spend my weekend very wise. Spending times with fun people and share a lot of stupid stories are always my thing. Too bad time is so envious.

My friends told me not once but for many, choose a guy that perform their prayers. Yup it is so shameful to realize that there are many guys out there that didn't weigh the prayer as it should be, so as a wise woman that can decide whether to accept or to decline, we have to make the right choice.

Bye bye :)

Persevere

Salam.

So I went to Perhentian. I don't want to make you jealous or something, but the sky was so blue, the ocean sea was so blue, the beach sand was so white, so fine so pale, the fishes were are all so friendly, they even bit my fingertips.

I was there with this crazy couple.

I am their youngest cutest sis. Thank you.

Copycat

Salam.

I was inspired by this blog then, I tried to copy him but of course failed miserably.

These are my favourites.

Number 1

Number 2

Number 4

Number 5

Shop a List

Salam.

I was once too much in buying things, when I read and watch Confession of Shopaholic, every feeling of longing on item for sale shown by Becky, I felt too close. I starved myself for shopping when I was student. I'm not sure now whether that was a good thing. hehe

But things seem to be better now. I am now shopping with objective. With most of purchase were for office attire which I want older colleagues to look at me as no longer student but a bright new staff (allow me perasan here, as usual). Often times, I have this feeling that I am not convincing, I think most of friends at my age feel this, since we are the youngest in the office and our says were mostly doubted. Be strong and show your poker face. What else best to do after we done with argument, right?

I am planning to write a bit longer. But I am too sleepy now. Going to check the grammar tomorrow. You have no idea how many times I re-read my post to make sure no stupid mistake appear here.

Good night and good morning ladies!

Saturday the Third

Salam.

Good morning and happy weekend.

Wan Malissa is my cousin.

Share the Happiness

Salam.

I have a rather stupid question to ask, can we really believe the stats at the dashboard? My stats say some of the reader (very minor) are from US and Russia and Japan, is that true? So this little blog has 3 more unknown reader on top of existing 15. hehe

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I was once believe that in a friendship, the only people that can affect the friendship is the two people involved. I didn't believe there are third party that will come and saying something bad at the back of either one just because to secure the social position. I thought that was plain ridiculous.

•  How can a friend believe others' story without having heard from his or her own friend? 
• How can a trust can be disowned in a very short while? 
• How can people judge from afar
• How can something filthy can ruin a so-called  friendship?

I am one conservative friend. I don't believe that in order to be accepted in a community, one have to ditch others. Isn't it will be glorious to be on top together? Merrier some more.

But if there are people like this exist, hat off for you (no pun intended, I really am amazed). Among all category of sinful sinner, the one that bad-mouthed his or her own friend is someone I can't tolerate most.

I don't mind actually, in case if this kind of thing happened to me. It is just that I pity to those who lowered down themselves to that bottom. Come back up and insaflah. As long as we are still breathing air, it is still not too late. 

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I have a friend, she played guitar. Her guitar is blue. Often times we been forced to listen to her, plucking the guitar. It was precious, the expression and the moment. Missing that.

Bye bye.