Macam harem aje blogdrive memalam – er – pepagi buta ni, ape kes redirect pi ‘searchnut’? This is nuts~ Patut ke migrasi besar-besaran?
Siang tadi abah buat drama dekat CIMB branch UM.
“It’s not about the money. This is the question of principles. A very well-known bank like this shouldn’t have delayed this matter for months. I’m in a business myself too; I know how the process should be. I want to see your manager…!” (note: with his incredibly loud voice)
There, now you see from where my part of rage comes from. I’m sorry Miss CIMB, even I can’t stop him when he’s in that kind of mood. And, yeah, free attention for the day.
Now, that’s quite embarrassing. At 23 years old, Abah still insist to accompany me to the bank to settle my wayyyy dued account masa zaman remaja-remaji dulu which makes me feel incapable of doing anything. And he yelled at the staff for things that I should’ve settled – which I preferred it to be in a mild diplomatic manner.
Whatever it is, it’s his money. Yell all he like, I’m so-not-gonna-let him accompany me to any bank anymore.
To think about it, if it happens to be some friend or somebody you knew, surely this kind of attitude will make you distant yourself from that person. Hey, you don’t want him to be making any drama when you’re around. You need a skin of crocodile to be in that kind of situation. But, somehow, when it turns out to be thy father – what happens to me was – I forget about the whole thing, and just respect him the way he is, my father.
Yeah, yeah, surely I’m mad at him for dragging me into this hooca-pooca, by which the feeling only lasted about 15 minutes. And later on, it’s just something I should be aware of, because at least, he’s not afraid to voice what he believes in.
Err, he is still not voting this year.
He’s just my father.
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Semalam mimpi kena gigit dengan ular. Bukan patuk, mind you. Gigit-gigit manja gitu. Tak kira lah, gigit ke, patuk ke, ngeri suit! Ada orang nak meminang ke? Hnss hnsss… Nak keluar rumah pun malas macam beruang, ada hati berangan orang masuk meminang. Chit!
Tadi pulak mimpi masuk penjara sambil kerja dekat tempat baru. It’s either I miss Michael Scofield too much that I feel like I’m happier in prison, or I’m just nuts.
Azmul kata, “Kalau orang mimpi yang ngeri kan, nanti mesti orang fikir ‘ni mesti mimpi, aku nak bangun tido lah’, pastu orang pun memang terbangun tido. Kamu try lah camtu.”
(T_T)
I’m going to stop the habit of ‘post-subuh’ sleeping hour. And, maybe I’ll try Azmul’s tips if another snake is trying to attack me again.
Finally – I'm back home!!! Yiehaa. Currently in Subang Jaya, enjoying the bits and pieces of being home and sleep till the sun in straight above the head (err, till my room is too hot to stay in), unlimited amount of consumable foods, and endless hours of CSI, Kim Possible, Spongebob, Oprah, and – err, Sehati Berdansa. Hey, watching a dancing football player is pure entertainment, dude!
Anyway, being home means I have to bear with my mom's 28.8Kbps internet connection which always ends up as me shutting off the computer when most of the time it takes about 20 minutes to get to my bloody inbox! So, no-no to long entries, and no-no-heck-no to pictures until the wireless thingy came true.
Here's some of the things that I was suppose to update on 22nd December.
The verdict?
Positive! I get to work at an instable company with not that amazing reputation but a very renowned brand with yummy salary and I love it! Yeah, moi will be working in Shah Alam, a less than 15 minutes drive to workplace from my house.
If you think your family is weird, think again. Considering that I have two job offers coming simultaneously, Abah dengan kuasa veto-nya gather our siblings for a little meeting on deciding which direction I should choose. And guess what, it's a formal meeting with ucapan pembukaan and stuff!
'Perjumpaan ini diadakan untuk kita membincangkan serta memberi pandangan mengenai pilihan kerja yang Ani patut pilih.'
See, that's what I mean by 'it's like being in a court' statement. Gosh, a meeting for MY future job? Come on! It's ME who have to bear the consequences~ There I go explaining to them WHY I have come out with that decision and the pros and cons of everything. It's like a freaking interview.
Anyway, since adik-beradik ku sudah sangat masak with Abah's endless drama, they just played on with it, and they agreed on one thing – MY initial decision. Oh, thanks to Emak too since she's the only one who can tune Abah's hard rock opinion.
I am so-over with the interview thingy.
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Last Saturday, I watched the Cornetto's 'Love Perhaps' show – and – darn, a Malaysian show of looking for potential partner is boring dude. It's about a bunch of perempuan-perempuan yang dah memang cantik and sexy and guys with prospective looks and career dating one another and finding love. The episode that time is about teaching these people the hitting tips and tricks. It's lame + lame + lame + lame + lame. You just look at their faces, and you knew straight away they don't need any education on the do's and don't of flirting. Their looks are enough for the unintended flirts. The eye lashes? Playing with the hair? The gedik act? Getting a girl's number? Bowring! And while they were doing the flirting training with some so-called experts, the 20 minutes scene is full of these bunches laughing at their friends, and another laughter, and another laughter. I was like "Huh..? Is that supposed to be funny?" Syok-sendiri best explains that show. They need a new film editor!
You want some real drama? Put some hideous looking chicks or some obnoxious guy, and that would be more entertaining than looking at some perfect 10 chicks and guy! We can name the show 'The Love from Within' or 'The Transformation' or 'Transformer' or 'The Swan', where more informative slots can be included on how to improve the physical appearances, cleansing inner self, boost the self-esteem, being beauty inside-out!
Gosh, I'm over-reacting over a stupid show~
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Idzerq, my shopping buddy and counselor nakal, has finally walked the aisle. Err, takde aisle pon. Exaggerate aje. She finally tied the knot with this gentleman, Mazri. It was an amazingly beautiful and wonderful and nice wedding. Ala garden gitu, and all is done in her very own house. And this is a compliment straight from my heart, Idzerq look so pretty and angelic that day, as always.
Anyway babe, sorry I couldn't post the picture. Remember, 28.8Kbps! Hoping the best for her future ahead. Can't wait for the little juniors.
Sigh, another friend's wedding. Yes people, I have finally reach the stage where everybody is getting married except me. Huhu!
I'm sitting here, staring at the computer screen, opening the notepad, with an uncertain feeling of confusion and uneasiness. The mind keep on revolving on one thing: tomorrow I'm leaving Pasir Gudang – for good – and just thinking about it hit me with a mixture of emotions that causes me NOT to sleep at this peculiar hour.
Happy: for finally being able to be near the family. Excited: for the future ahead. Enthusiastic: for dreaming a better tomorrow. Full spirited: for a new career. Ambitious: for a step forward reaching for the dream.
And…
Very very sad: to leave Pasir Gudang.
Approximately 1 year, 7 months, and 12 days ago, I step into the unknown town of Pasir Gudang, with the exact same feelings as above. Changes – it’ll surely make you feel happy and sad at the same time. The mysterious town of Pasir Gudang is actually a little town full of its own excitement. Murder, rape, high profile crimes, big fire near Titan is just the tip of the iceberg.
I can never forget the fantastic Tebrau City, the cool Jusco Permas, the hangout port at Singgah Selalu restaurant JB, the ronggeng port of Danga Bay, the shopping heaven of Angsana, and our very own Padang Layang-layang with their very uniqueness, and surely the best padang I’ve ever been to.
Working here is THE stepping stone. A stage where I transform myself, from stage 1 to stage 3, from a student to a work-not-so-holic, from a nobody into a somebody, from a timid character into a more confident being. THIS is the place where I grow up tremendously.
Despite the fact that I keep on blabbering about how work suck and how the people around me is simply irritating, finally I realize, that THEY have been a very important part in my life. Really, really important.
The Boss – for being a teacher, friend, and enemy. A salute of respect to him, for teaching me from the smallest thing into the biggest issue, from enhancing my skills of answering emails properly, into organizing, into tremendous technical input, into creating a unique environment in the office. Thank you for the time, experience sharing, and the endless amount of food treat, ice-cream, rookies steakhouse, lina dollah kedai makan, STS restaurant, Latios Pusat Bandar, Crystal Hotel sushi house, Dek Non for my farewell dinner – just to name a few.
Ana – for being a teacher, friend, neighboring colleague, enemy, motivator, and a big sister. Yes, I trash about her a lot. But, the fact that I can’t deny, she taught me a lot about life, and about opening my mind into the bigger perspective. A great shoulder to rely on, a very dependable companion, and our very own Miss Know-It-All.
Dan – for the laughter, for the new friendship, for his network abilities, for the funny little fights, and for the trip to Singapore.
Kak Jun – for the company, and laughter, and great listener, and gossiping partner.
CAM people – for being such a great neighbour.
Store team – for a great last three weeks.
Zam and the other crushes – for the cute face as eye treatment in the office.
Everybody – for a great deal of reasons.
It’s time to let go and to move on. To really forgive and forget the misdemeanors, and just laugh about it, and step into the future with a positive mind. Thank you all for making such a big impact in my life, and for being a family. Hoping for a great future ahead for everybody.
Sorry for everything, and thanks for everything. I cherish the moments.
I’m going back to Subang Jaya… Do pray for my success.
Dulu roti tu 50 sen. Sekarang 60 sen. A pathetically brand-less and colourful bread. And too bad, I love having that as my breakfast.
50 sen bukan 60 sen. It's a big impact for me.
It's weird when I have to give The Pakcik Breakfast the biggest coin valued 50cent with an extra small coin of 10 cent. And it feels even weird when The Pakcik Breakfast has to count the balance of 40cent if I were to give him the blue RM1 note.
Every cent counts. (Especially when you begin earning money on your own).
That can only say one thing... Just be prepared for MORE and MORE and MORE and MORE and MORE and MORE and MORE and MORE price increment on -- well -- everything.
Tak payah kata roti lah. Tol, minyak, fast food, slow food, baking supplies, sume pun effect. Bodoh betul orang yang kata harga minyak naik takkan effect harga barang lain. Habis depa hantar barang ulang alik warehouse pakai ape? Ayaq?
Aku tak suka!
Musim pilihanraya dah nak dekat ni. Jom mengundi~
* * * Prospective
Now I can say it out loud.
Verified : two job offers in hand. Very very very prospective company.
Which only means one thing : Abah will once again interfere in my decision making process and make it all about him.
Well, once he said it's not about him, it's about choosing the best for his daughter. But, it's suffocating me. Errkkh...erkhhhh...errkkkhh...hhnnsss...hhnnsss... (suffocating sound)
Let's wait until 22nd November for the final say. Darn, everytime I'm about to confront Abah about matters related to my interest, it feels like being dragged to the court on the the charge of -- err -- attempted decision making.
Abah should read this article, and maybe finally he can understand what's going on inside his kid's haywired mind.
* * * A glimpse of Abah before the 22nd November trial
Abah suka cakap pasal politik, pong pang pong pang. Tapi, abah tak pernah pergi mengundi.
Once you mastered your driving skill, you'll never want to be the co-pilot when Abah is driving. He curses at other driver for being slow, but he is unbelievably slow to 60km/h in a 120km/h road when he's exuberantly speaking. He loves the honk. Honk Honk! The honk is like the saviour in the car. Oh, and most of the time, he uses two lane road while driving, and blame other cars for not giving way to him. Yeah, you feels like saying 'sorry' to every road-user when Abah is driving.
Abah didn't bother to switch off the car engine when filling the gas. Sometimes he even uses the mobile phone, pong pang pong pang with his vendors. Hakim, the 5 years old cucu cum my nephew is the only creature who have the guts to speak to Abah about his bad practise. Abah being abah, he didn't bother.
Abah is a marvellous speaker. If he were to participate in any debating programme, he's sure to win all 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place. Too bad his public speaking skills in not inherited to any of his children. Errm, well, maybe Kak Lang inherited it, but her voice is just so annoying that it makes everything that comes out from her mouth sounds senseless.
With that, Abah uses his speaking and convincing skills to control his children's life in his direction. Maybe it's in a good way -- but what about an individual's self satisfaction?
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** Rantings end here to give more points to talk about on 22nd November.
Aku memang tak pernah ambil port of all the hooca-pooca about the endless affairs in politic world. But when it affect me, nak tak nak, memang aku terpaksa mengambil tau. After all, aku kan orang Malaysia.
I was memberuangkan diri at home in Subang Jaya since 8 November. And it happens to be Si Kudut's wedding on that fateful 10 November. (Pandai ko pilih tarikh kahwin ek makcik. Memorable for all Malaysians..) Sebagai seorang perantau, nak tak nak, terpaksa jugak turun Pudu one of those days untuk beli tiket bas balik Pasir Gudang, or I'll be stranded in KL and kena bambuu (again) dengan the bos pasal tak pandai buat planning balik kerja dengan efficient.
And it happens that Abah is going to KL too on that day, so, I'm just hopping in with him expecting that we'll settle out business in KL all in less than 1 hour. After all, the trip to KL only take approx 15 minutes from my house.
Oh my oh my.... was I wrong~
We're stranded almost 1 hour in the stupid massive traffic catastrophe caused by the road blocks, covering ALL entrance to KL. And it's Saturday! It's pathetically freaking Saturday! A day where KL is supposed to be a free-traffic-jam town~
The news is everywhere in the internet. Updates...
I just can't get it. What are the 'they' so afraid of? What kind of catastrophe did 'they' actualy predicted? The only chaos I can see was caused by the police blocking every single freaking entrance to KL. And also the police spraying all those chemical stuff to KL-rians. And the image of 4 policeman belasah sorang mamat innocent yang cuba menyelamatkan diri. Out of that? Of course some people were arrested.
You wanna know my opinion? My trully brutally honest opinion?
Why must they arrest those who still have some spirit left to fight for his right in Malaysia? Why feel afraid of bunch of people who wants a clean voting system? Isn't it for a good cause? And yet, they let go some Malaysian staying in Taiwan who can't wait to be a non-Malaysian-and-too-proud-being-in-Taiwan with their rap...
"Tensennye abah. I'm going to be late. Bersepah-sepah road block. Ape yang diorang takut sangat ni? Isn't it a democratic country we're living in?" I said out of pressure because I'm getting late for my appointment to Negeri Sembilan. "Haaa...tau pun engkau. Tengok, anak awak yang buta politik pun boleh nampak. Kalau orang takut dengan bayang-bayang sendiri, macam ni lah jadinya, Ni... Orang kalau tak buat salah, tak payah takut." Abah replied, laughing away with Emak.
See? That's why I can't work with the government~
Syesh... Mujur got back home in time (about few minutes late actually), to find CIk Lin, RImma, and Si Agent already waiting outside my house for our trip to Negeri Sembilan.
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Anyhow, the trip to Negeri Sembilan is as clear as the blue sky, and that's a soothing fact after stranded with the stupid traffic jam in KL!
And the wedding is grand ala Malaysian way. Siap buat banner tu!! Dasyat kau makcik~
A relationship developed since high school, that last through pre-uni, uni, and post-uni years. A long lasting relationship, with prayers that it'll last a lifetime.
I can't believe it. One of my best-ies is getting married. It feels weird. With all the wonder years during the uni, finally one of YOU are getting married. The pressure is on. Mak tanya, "Ha, kawan kau dah kawin. Kau bila lagi?" and spontaneously I replied "Tak dapat restu, mak..." And she smiled meaningfull knowing all along what I'm talking about. It's never easy being Cik Bongu. All the mistakes made by your older sis and bro can't be experienced by you. It's boring being in the safe circle all the time~ Just because they make the mistake in the middle of the line, they are not going to let me make a new line with a new route to get to the end of the line.
Damn -- you see, marriage makes me blabber about unnecessary stuff.
