Well, enough of ballooning my own head up!

RockStar INXS is done with JD as the winner! I was for Jordis and Nick (the Aussie guy) but Jordis was the fifth to left and Nick, they took him out tonight. Then Marty and JD performed ( I personally feel that Marty is cocky, eventhough he is GOOD). Then Nick's defeat is very much justified with JD beated Marty. Happy however, I am.

One Tree Hill, by the way (been following it since the last three episodes) was as usual, sedih and like there's no ending. Peyton ( I loveeee her hair! ) and Lucas are still not together (or else the thril won't be there, anymore) and somehow Brook found out. I just love the thrill of the secret Peyton and Lucas tried to keep, and could almost feel the warmth in my hand everytime they tried so hard to be together. (aggh what was Peyton's real name???) They however decided not to be together so that Brooke won't hurt and don't think they would be next week. (tak pe lah.. I like it that way) Can't wait for next week's episode!

Yawning (big one) and better hit the pillow now!

My First Paper

On Wednesday, I presented a paper at one of the workshop where we were supposed to be the shooting target. Wasn't really scared since I know that the bosses were around to answer. I've gone thru the presentation with Shaiful once and I know which part will be the hit target.However, I wrote a manuscript, just in case. Practiced about three times the night before and was spending the time waiting for my paper dragging around Azrina to beg her revamping my database.

Came my turn, which people told it's gonna be the hottest paper, I remained calm. They told me to wait since the biggest boss has not arrived and she is very much interested in the subject. When she arrived, I took my place and told the audience that the delay was because I just had to go and redo my hair!

The slides went smoothly and I managed to slip in a few jokes (which I think silly). Questions came, and I asked from the MD the permission to answer that myself. When the biggest boss finally spoken, I turned for the talian hayat of my bosses which then came to my rescue with me standing at the rostrum clicking slides.

Not so much things done huh.... But when I stepped down, I heard 'well dones' from some people. Shaiful smsed me after that to congratulate too. I was like, okay, you guys were there to answer the questions. There isn't so much opportunity to portray how well I am with the subject (which I don't think I am very much!).

But today, it only hit me that I was actually GOOD! (haha masuk bakul angkat sendiri). My slides somehow had enlightened some people's confusion. Azrina told me that if it's somebody else who presented, he/she'd be shot (and I wasn't). Sobri personally told me I did good and a few other people. I am so floating! Ballooning up!

Not bad, Aisha, for a first timer!

My Access.db project

Fooh! Gotta lot to do on my access dbase..

1.First, I gotta delete all the relationships. To do that, I gotta first
save all the raw data into excel. Do all the data key in in the forms.

2.Then I gotta arrange the column to add for ERMS PO and PR number.

3.Due to the current financial audit where my finance can't tie up the
total amount due to which shipment, I gotta arrange a table for vendor's
no and amount separately. We can do this by letting db to check the
invoice total.

4.Final project will be adding Despatch Demurrage calculation to the db.

Busy, busy, busy bee..... and I blame all these on Azrina for getting me
excited on db!
aisha

What a weekend!

Had a bowling tournament on Friday night at Midvalley Cosmic Bowl with KEV, EPU and NLDC. Got the chance to see Azrina's chubbiest kids alive and he is so sooo cool! Won the third best group (which I don't know how since I scored an average of 150 for three games!) Saw Bobo's girl for the first time and she's so adorable. Zue was there too, decided to say hi to her anyway. And of course it'll always be me who tegur first, kan she is with the greatest crony on earth whose greatest enemy is Aisha? I gave her a 'four' (at a game we played during management course) and I wish to maintain that way (depending on my hormones! haha)

Went back to Lenggong on Saturday morning. The new road is almost completed. Had nasi lemak this morning and my favorite asam pari for lunch! Yummy... Hopefully I will not gain back the 3 kg I lost! :)

Last week, they said that the share has dropped. I didn't know by how much, didn't care lesssince I wasn't offered any lots. However, there have been some misfortunes over Melaka where some factories were somehow 'not receiving' electricity and some Free Industrial Zones tenants over Kedah experiencing a 1.5 hours of black out. The Melaka thingy was worst, I guess, since Melaka is the C.O.E (center of excellence). There was then this government function where it was attended by Johor's rep instead of Melaka and that Johor's rep can't answer much on the incompetency of Melaka's team, then chose to simply answer, "No budget!". That guy will kena teruk one!!

Anyway, that Johor guy, I feel is talking out of his personal experience. Rumors have spread that for the new Financial Year budget, all maintenance and project budget have been cut drastically by the new management team. (Ermmm.... that's what you got when you don't jaga hati your people so well.) That guy was speaking his heart out, his project must be one whose budget has been cut.

Ethically, you can't talk bad about your company no matter how frustrated you feel over work. We are human, by the way. There are number of times where I feel like writing to MG Pillai or some major paper when I feel so 'bogged' down over stuffs at work. Stuffs involving integrity that recently have been talked about so much, but didn't it bother you to know that the same people who have been going all out about integrity is among ones who have just released that big projects without any tender exercise? Pushing one big company who have been internationally well known as liar to be awarded a contract novation? Instructing one local company to be awarded one spot contract just because the director of that company has helped the Prime Minister up? (ooo have I been talking much!)

You guys must be relieved to know that I didn't go and write. I still have this positive thoughts in my mind that these instructions must be obeyed and it'll somehow benefiting the company, in other way round. Plus, who am I to judge them? Hormones must be right to be having all these positive things in my mind ! (or else?)

I think i better stop writing now or else all the details will spill like beans from the beanie bags! Going upstairs...

Weight Today

Weight today is 57kg (thanks Mr Scale) after two weeks of Puasa. Total
weight loss is 3 kg.

Be ashamed, Man Uni fans, coz the Man City boys are here!!!

The Despatch(DD) Demurrage Issue is Back!!!

My heart has been dreading about this, since 2001. It is an account where we supposed to collect money from some people after paying to some people. It’s back to back account but we’ve been paying more frequently than we collect.

It starts when we first started. At first, when there were not so many shipments, one person can handle DD while doing operation. Then when there are more than 40 shipments in a year, more than 18 vendors to collect from / pay to, things started to go haywire. Each time we tried to settle one shipment, and pay them, it somehow gone unrecorded of which shipment it belongs to in the Finance. Finance pushed that back to us, saying that it is our job to do. I’ve been trying to collect from some parties when I started learn about the system, but by the time I wanna do the collection, I found out that we actually owed them a few shipments back a few years. Went back to find the documents, it simple wasn’t there. While trying to settle the late shipments, few shipments coming like meteor rain and we end up with more back log.

Thing is, in other companies that I visit, there is a dedicated person doing this and only this. Some Australian companies even hire a company to do this for them. I’ve been screaming this to the management, either dedicate a person to do this and only this or get us more people so that the operation goes smoothly.

Kana then helped to sort some old documents and a spreadsheet is created so that all data is consolidated under one file. Eventhough we sometimes bite each other on who first to use the file at any one time, things went smoother. But still, the issue is unsettled. Issue then got noticed by Auditor in FY 04 audit. That was when the top management decide that we need more Accountant. Kadir came along and he did a splendid job breaking all the money we’re received and we’ve paid (few years back). He even created a more reliable Access dBase, dug old files and managed to chase the Auditors away. Then what were left is us to settle the backlogs while the new shipments keep coming.

With Ida joining in, it should be easier for Murali and I. I concentrate on Supplier, Murali concentrates on Owners and Customers, and Ida is just picking up the beat. We know that it was hard, keying in is another thing but negotiating with the owners and suppliers on disputes are actually taking much more time. I asked Kana for help, again but Murali didn’t agree. He said, why bother to ask other people to help? Few months down the road people will start boasting around about how we have tortured others to do our own work. I said, fine, let’s do this ourselves and see how much we can get done. Meanwhile, we screamed again on having more people inside the logistics room.

Kana is one efficient staff. She is superb with data and excel files. But we need more than keying data, we need people to be able to converse with the suppliers, chase the agents to submit Statement of Facts for both ports, and chase them for laytime confirmation and not fussy to change the amount of Debit / Credit Notes. Murali could be NOT comfortable asking Kana to do so. Probability is, the chasing and the changing, Kana will get us to do for her and that is actually the biggest part of DD calculation. The thing is, I don’t think Murali is comfortable enough to ask Kana to do so. I abided Murali’s concern, furthermore I am afraid if I ask Kana to join in the team, Murali will be offended and I need his expertise since he has been around long enough.

Then there were only three of us, Me, Murali and Ida. We three indulged ourselves with the DD while managing the operations, contract signing, spot tenders, long term tenders, invoicing, insurance coverage, customer meetings, customer survey, Coal Retreat, ERMS data conversion, ISO audit, AKP audit, not forgetting the normal reports to be produced weekly: coal delivery schedule, vessel itinerary, coal yard status, KPI, updating cost monitor, monthly report. By the time Ida got the hang of it, the FY 05 Auditor came.

And I was called in to answer, are these amount recoverable?

Yes Auditors, it is recoverable provided you give me more time, meaning you stop the current operations and let us concentrate clearing the back log or you give me more people.

So, God, there’s no one can help me on this anymore but you. Please, please, let the Auditor walk away with this year issue. I promise that I’ll get three of us to settle the old shipments. I’ll hand over the new FY shipments to Kana (there are three so far) and I will speak to her about the importance of chasing the people, for Statement of Facts, for confirmation. There will be 4 DN/CN for each shipment, which will be named by number(a),(b),(c) and (d). It might creates more job for her but it is a good way for both Finance and us to monitor who to chase. She’ll then mail these DN/CN to the parties attaching the calculation. If the parties agree, they’ll pay (or at least hit their book) according to the DN/CN. If not, they’ll come back with their calculation, and kana had to go and check the contracts, see whether their argument is correct and subsequently changed the DN/CN amounts. I know she’ll scream to me when she couldn’t find the contracts (some of them are not available yet, we have to refer to the tender documents) but one thing, I know she’ll get things done.

So, God, I’ve laid out the plan for next FY. Please, please, let the auditors walk away and please guide me. Grant me strength and perseverance to settle this.

Oh I am such a sissy!!

The Appraisal Season Has Begun.

Everybody has rated everybody. The bosses have been rated by the MD. I and Ida have been rated by Asihin, in rush, last Saturday after I ‘proved’ that I have been doing work until late morning for five straight days! Azmady had done all his technicians.

What happened after everybody is rated? Basically, the Competencies will determine the salary increment and the Key Performance Indicator (KPI) will determine the bonus. You’ll be rated either 1 (very bad) 2 (average) and 3 (very good).

But for some people, it is not the money that counts. It is the feeling of ‘being appreciated’ by your own bosses weighs much more. And I have witnessed a lot of UNAPPRECIATED feelings going on and it just bogged me down. The list has been out and one idiot had somehow managed to ‘circulate’ the ranking (and marks) around the office. Since then, there are so much negativity in the air that I breathe that made me wanna take leave tomorrow (if Cemtex Orient has been released from her detainship)

I will tell you what the appraisal system has done to the people.

Ones who have been staying up after 5:00 now go back exactly at 5:00. No more staying back to receive an overseas fax. I guess that means no to coming to work during weekends just to make sure the certificates get to customer before vessel arrival. Pity the company, she’s so talented and so hard working. These are the kind of people whom will be snatched and whatever happened to the statement, “Our human resource is our greatest asset!”

Those who get to be interviewed by the big boss and can prove that he/she deserve a three, will get a three. Be late in scheduling the appointment with the big boss, eventhough you work your hard ass out, you’ll be told, “Sorry, I can’t afford to give so many three’s in the company”.

The guy who came in so early, went back so late, have clustered table is the benchmark. You came in earlier than him, you went back later than him, and if your table are messier than him, you might stand a chance to win a three. Please note that I am not saying the clustered table doesn’t deserve a three.

There are also naïve bosses who was taught that if you rate your subordinates three, that means she/he doesn’t need any training. Therefore, these bosses will rate you one instead of two or three considering that you need much more training. For me, training will improve you but it’s the hard work that you put on your work that needs to be appraised.

Hey I just found out that the Desperate Housewives is on at 8TV. And it is one episode earlier than 70. Daa!

on mommy...

Last night, daddy went to bowl. Mommy, at 10:00, after RockstarINXS,
bathed Azam Zikry up, fed him and shut the light off. He tossed around
the bed, grinning and laughing whenever he can. Mommy was trying to be
very very quiet, so that he'll go to sleep. Occasionally pulled him when
mommy thinks he was about to fall off from the bed. When mommy's
patience was going thin (and mommy gotta go down and make that kuah mee
rebus for tomorrow), mommy picked him up and hugged him. He, lying on
his tummy, put his chin on mommy's chest and dozed off.

Mommy said nothing no more and stroke his back. The two slept that way.

And the kuah mee rebus is gone.

Sunday Entry

Sunday

 

What a weekend!

 

I spent last Saturday starting from 12:30 a.m. on the Tender Evaluation. Presented it to the committee on Saturday morning, for the fourth day. The idea that they decided (on how to go about the paper) on Wednesday  was revisited and it turned out that I have to redo the paper all over. Why oh misters why… Why is such that you want to make my life difficult? You know, for sure, that the Board will decide anyway….  The oil I burnt on Saturday early early morning felt so wasted and I haven’t altered the paper yet. I’ll do that just before the meeting tomorrow. If they decide to revisit the decision, I’ll get them write the paper themselves.

 

Knowing that how hard I worked, my Immediate Manager (ImMgr), by the way, appreciated it. (WOW!) He was flying to Australia on Sunday morning and the appraisal gotta be done before he went (since the due date falls in the week that he’ll be in Australia). He quickly sat down on my computer, login to the PMS (Performance Mgmt System, izit?) and quickly ran thru four of my KPIs.

 

The largest weightage I have on my KPI weighs 50% and there are SOOOO many things I felt I have not achieved in that particular KPI. Despatch Demurrage for one, I never got the time to clear the hutang hutang. The big boss decided that I should concentrate on that. Then I haven’t gotten the CPC signed (for one supplier, the four CPC just got signed days before the appraisal). When my ImMgr hit “3”, (the highest point one could ever give) on my 50% of KPI, I just felt thrilled. I explained to him that there are things I haven’t settled and was about to show the evidence but he said I have burnt the night oil for this tender evaluation and that matters most to him. Relieved.. somebody at last appreciate my work. He never really praise me for stuffs  but he did, last Saturday. I couldn’t feel more thankful.

 

Saturday I fasted, the 17^th day. Then I got 13 more days to go plus 5 more days plus 3 more days for Nazar.  Weight by the way has gone down 1kg, say office’ scale.. But I guess after Saturday’s BBQ (on papa’s and azam zikry’s double celebration), Nik’s best macaroni pie in town (so pedass… sedap gile.. it’s Malacca Macaroni Pie, I’d call), Mama’s lamb dal on Sunday lunch, I think it’ll go back to 60kg!. I’ll ask Mr Scale tomorrow.

 

Azmady went for his two hours bowling training at Sunway Pyramid. I dragged Azam Zikry along and he fell asleep at Esprit. I was hopping from Esprit to MNG, to G2000, to a few others, then he woke up at Parkson, where I found lots of good top. Hmm mommy gotta come back to review the tops (Mommy gotta buy!!). He then refused to sit in the stroller. With him on the hip, we went back to the bowling alley with mommy making few stops to check on whether there are better offers than Parkson's. Daddy, but, still wanna continue with one more game which permission was first denied, but so kesian tengok his face, I decided to let him play one game more. Brought Azam Zikry to the aquarium and he was so thrilled, making some ‘oh oh’ at the aquarium. So cutee…..!Had dinner at Kenny Rogers, since we tak larat to go down to where all the other eateries are, and Azam Zikry refused to eat porridge Tuk Mama made. He instead walloped our Mac n Cheese, Banana Muffin and Baked Beans. Sedap, kan baby?

 

Just seen the finale of Apprentice 3 which the other episodes we never had chance to watch. I feel that the Tanya was very very defensive, very vocal and not the kinda of boss I wanna work with. Asyik melawan je keje, and melawan in a way that will put the bosses’ faces down. Attitude was not good, I feel.

 

Then saw Oprah, the rerun of interview of what the name, Mike Tyson’s ex wife. The woman was so emotionally and physically abused but who am I to judge on why Mike did so. Even Allah wait the Judgement Day to judge people, why should I do one now? My heart, by the way, went out for her. It must be difficult to be living in a house that was supposed to be filled with love but instead with all the anger, jealousy, kicks and punches. Feel so glad and proud I have Azmady who never leave me alone to wash Azam Zikry butt when he did that big business.

 

It’s one and I better sleep. Daaa…

at Projet Bangi

Guess where I am now?

 

Projet, Bangi! Waiting for Azmady to pick me up after Sob dropped me off. Don’t ask! (had a meeting at HQ and nobody was to send me back to Office, might as well I take a lift from Sob and asked him to drop me where Azmady can easily pick me up, there my answer goes!) Guess having ONE car is really troublesome, but still I can manage to live. Just have to be a sikit tak malu lah, asking lift from people and stuff. And deal a bit with the baby sitter to come back late. (Remind me to buy some kain or something for her, this month banyak sangat balik lambat picking up Azam Zikry)

 

By the way, the guy who hit us has been summoned by the PJ Police. Meaning, he is proven GUILTY. It’ll be easier for us to process the insurance, Papa’s NCB won’t be affected and we’ll get a new car!! The list shall be: Toyota Vios 1.5 (but the back seat are to small for me and hubby to humpy pumpy! Hahaha) next is Honda City but heard so much bad review. Then the Chevrolet Optra (but the re-sale value is not too good, people said). Azmady is also eyeing Kia Spectra but I’m not too keen. We are NOT going for an MPV, definitely! A big NO NO! For me, owning an MPV is like telling the world, hey look at my body, I’m chubby since I have many kids to fit in the MPV!!  Tak glamour langsung! Lainlah if I have body like Amy Mastura, driving an MPV will be a pride.

 

Anyway, talking about body, the MR Scale (both at work and home) still shows the same, 60kg! Despite the five consecutive days of fasting, Sendayu Tinggi (for two weeks) and Yoga at nights, I’ still the big fat 60kg.

 

Still reckying for that Food Diary to be installed to my Mini O2.

 

And still have  a Tender to be evaluated. The committee will sit for the fourth time tomorrow, and all thanks to one person who is so meticulous (how the spelling is, btw). My patience is tested but keep myself reminded that it is his signature to be printed in the evaluation paper. Of course he must me comfortable putting down his signature.

 

An old Chinese couple is sitting behind me. I better sign off. Am writing in Word by the way ( I typed WORLD instead of WORD hahaha.. MAWI WORLD!). Will cut n paste into Blogspot which I have changed name into clipperseep.blogspot.com instead of that weird name + birthday. Gotta run!

Missed Blogging :(

Wow! Just finished writing the third draft of my Board Paper to be presented to the committee. Wonder how would that go tomorrow.  

 

I actually missed blogging. Can’t really find the time to pour my thoughts, can’t really find time to think for myself, actually.  

 

The week has passed by with me BERJAYA fasting for 4 consecutive days. I got another 15 days to go. Weight doesn’t really go down, by the way. Both weight scale (over home and work) shows the big 60, refusing to move towards its left. (Why Mr. Scale, why??!) It also had been almost two weeks with Sendayu Tinggi. I think I give another RM96 a shot. (I am so in AF fever!!) 

 

A boss over work, Sob, had just lost his mom. He came back to work today, I saw him in the office and gave him a big hug. He was obviously in tears whenever he was alone. He must be attached (sooo attached) to his mom that God let him be there by his mom’s side when she passed away. Thought whether God will serve me the same. Then quickly called home, but mak wasn’t around. Talked to apak, instead. Told him the plan of buying a new sofa set for kampong. Asked him to recky. At night, mak called to reconfirm. Hehe.. those two never reconcile over stuffs involving the kids’ monies. 

 

Anyway, came back to Sob, I just hope that he’ll recover soon. It broke my heart to see him walking around with swollen eyes. I’m sure he has done enough for the mom to feel loved and cared but, how enough can one feel?   

 

She, by the way, is going to Australia for a coal conference (hey, I’ve never been to Australia). Syahir, who is outside the coal team, but always worked for us compiling the data for the purpose of record, was supposed to go to Japan but his application as somehow rejected due to incoherence of certain procedures. (We were supposed to get the CEO permission before reserving any seats for overseas training, but by the time we finally get the permission, it will be waaaaaaaaay over the date line) I just hope Syahir will get the chance to go to Japan, pity him, he worked for Coal Team more than She did. (In fact Ida has never been overseas) Don’t let me start how come She is given so much opportunity inside Coal Team. Rumors said that she’ll be joining the team, soon, but not starting from Coal Operation. I mean, if someone honestly wants to learn about the Coal Business, Operation is where you should start, where you’d learn who’s who in the business, the vessel queues during high market time, the customer’s requirement (and hassle of dealing with them). Anyway, who am I to talk? (or shall I write, how blue are my eyes to talk such things about the blue eyed girl).    

 

What have I been reading about office politics is coming to life. Welcome to the real life, mommy, where the sweet talkers and coffee makers got all the advantages! 

 

On the happier note, li’l Azam Zikry now is getting cuter (mommy thinks). Have small plan for his birthday (which falls just a day before 1^st Ramadan). Will be inviting his baby sitters (and the family) and a few friends who live nearby. Would just order some mee goreng or mee what-ever and buy a bucket of KFC for Kak Endon’s kids. The other night, I thought I heard Azam Zikry said thank you. Hmm. Imran, baby of Edina, can now pronounce ‘ayah’ so clearly. I am so excited over his development but not pushing Azam Zikry though.  

 

It’s almost 12:00. Better go up and sleep before dear hubby merepek repek about me staying up late for almost every night now.  

 

PS Azrina, if you read this, I was about to write. instead of the real name! Hahaha.. kau punya pasal, I’.!

2nd Day Puasa

After a long cuti (period), today is the second day puasa. So
mengantukzzzz..... I had 30 days to pay (thanks to Azam Zikry for going
out before 1st Ramadan), so far I've done 12. (BIG 12, okay!!!)

Yesterday breaking fast was at Penang Street (wow can't hardly open my
eyes) at Sunway Pyramid. Azmady had KueyTeow Soup and me what else, Char
Kuey Teow. Li'l fellow followed around and we fed him the chicken in the
kuey teow soup (of course after daddy chewed them down)! The owner of
the shop was obviously had fallen in love with Azam Zikry. She even
called him, little angel. I had my favorite Golden Lime Juice before
tummy cried out in pain. Could be gastric. Azmady made me chewed two big
Gelusil and Azam Zikry tried to imitate the way I chewed. Cutezzzzzzz!

Colleagues stormed out from the office to go to Ikan Bakar Masjid
Negara. Hah.. I lorrrrvee the ikan bakar there, simple Kembung will do.
Ordered to tapau two kembungs and one pari for tonight buka puasa...
(omigod! eyes are really not cooperative)

Azam Zikry went to bed early last night, around 9:30. After a few rounds
of tossing around, up and down mommy's tummy, he felt asleep in the
middle of our bed. I went down to do some yoga while Daddy was at his
laptop doing some reports. I heated up Friday's Spaghetti, was walloping
them with Azmady when we heard a loud thud followed by a cry. We thought
he must have fallen out from bed, but he actually had hit the edge of
the bed where the kayu is. Poor mommy'sh baby! Daddy calmed his down
while Mommy went down to make some milk. He drank and dozed off.

10 more minutes to 1:00 before I dash off to Server Room for my
afternoon nap. Oh what the heck, I might as well go now. Futhermore,
I've punched in at 7:40 what!

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Access dB

havin' complex problem (not so ah!) with my access db

i need the access to store value as dd-mm-yyyy hh:mm format
but Access don't allow me so!
it'll allowa dd-mm-yyy and hh:mm but not those two combined together...

then i should be able to make calculation with the new format of
dd-mm-yy-hh:mm = Time1 and so for Time2
I need to store value of Time1 - Time2 = in hh:mm format..

makin' any sense?

7956-9221

Finally Got Mawi's CD!!

I finally got one copy, at RM21.00, ORIGINAL!!!

It has all the 12 songs Mawi sang during the concert (from Prelude to Final)

There was this letter written to Utusan Malaysia by an angry buyer of
this CD. He thought this album is a re-record of all the songs, nobody
warned the poor guy that it was just 'cut n paste' from the concert
before he took out RM21.00 from his obviously thinner wallet.

If I was given the chance to buy either the 'cut n paste' version and
the 're-record' album, I would buy the cut n paste version. Cut n paste
version (titled Best of MAWI World) recorded all the errrr, all the
lalalala replacing the real words, the claps and wooo by the crowds when
he hit high notes. Most importantly, it remind me of the moments where I
start to fall in love with him. Listening to Intifada, I remember how I
leaped from my chair (over in law's house) , moving closer to the big
screen tv to see how this BEAUUUUTIFUL and MANLY voice look like. I
remember how terrified I feel when he sang Dari Kekasih for Kekasih (by
Hattan), praying so hard that he will not forget the lyrics like he did
with the Jamal's song before. Yet when that happened, you can hear how
serak his voice turned out after that, yet you'd admire his courage for
finishing the song with such attitude and beautiful high notes. Yup, he
screwed up but the courage he has is what made me fall in LURVE with!!!

This is a true example of a talented boy who has no knowledge but give
it a 100% try, no matter what. Like a 7 years old Palestinian who knows
nothing about how the war started nor how to operate a gun, throwing a
stone to the enemies with such passion and courage in his heart. Mawi is
just like that!

My favorite are Pupus and Seroja. My hairs went so meremang at the third
verse of Seroja where that Sham Kamikaze did AMazinGGG arrangement.
Nour'el Ain and Aduh Saliha were never my type of songs, anyway but
liked the way Mawi sing, BTW. Aduh Saliha was a hard song to sing,
there were the rap verses and he had to hit the high note right away
after that.

I am a proud of owner of such cut n paste album. 15 years down the road,
when Azam Zikry played Mawi's World 15th album, I'd proudly say, "Son,
listen how this man rise up" and play this cut n paste album.

Gotta email Zilis to see what happened on 4 Sept, Gathering of Mawi's FC.

done with the tailor

I'm done with the tailors!!

Since I gave birth, all my working suits were obviously and reasonably
tight. KETAT giler!!! Going to every outlet, I have to wear M jacket
with and XL pants (with the XL pants length are sweeping the floor,
nice!) I mean, what's wrong with KL girls' waists?? Don't you girls have
rice to eat????!! (Envious me talking)

Then I found a tailor near Central Market.(Talking about driving there,
I know!) I patiently made some trips there by LRT. First two suits, one
was completely a failure. The design was out, and funny. I gave up not.
I sent another three, and two turnt out as my favorite. They charge
RM100 per suit. I had a few blouses done there. Then I gave up with the
LRT trips.

Found out another tailor near work. She charged RM140 for a lining suit.
I sent three. Only one suit my eyes. The others were completely
failure!!! One pin striped suit were too big, when I sent back to
kecikkan, the stiches were a bit better than a Form 1 boy learning ERT!
A big!! I went ballistic! and rampage! Took the car to MidValley
straight away and head into Edmunser and spent RM520 on a suit! The
satisfaction was there, I silently justifying myself.

I Felt Asleep in Yoga Class Because It Was So Susah and Tiring

Yoga Class today was , I'd say, rather intensive and damn SUSAH! I think
I like the old male teacher better than this Gabrielle-look-a-like
teacher. But she is good actually. If she is granted to give grade to
us, I think I'd be the only one with big F, there are other new comers
to, two Minah Salleh who obviously got a lot more attention from the
Gabrielle than me, would get A- and the rest of the class will score A+.
(the jealous me talking)

Gotta seriously look whether I prefer Yoga over treadmill. Think I give
the Gabrielle (her name is Jean, btw) another few classes before
deciding to drop Yoga all the way.

1st September - The New Financial Year where the Punch Card Era starts!

Saw a male colleague running towards the lift today and wondered why. He
said that the punch card thingy will start today. I laughed, yeah.. like
we are going back to the old days. Turned out that it's true!!

The punch card is located at the door of my MD's room. There are list of
cards displayed and I scrambled to look at my cards. Found and I safely
punched my card at 7:57. 3 more minutes and I will receive a love letter.

Guess I will go back right at 5:00 since people care so much on what
time do I come in. No more staying back, no more work at home to meet
the deadline.

what a merdeka

My hands were so itchy to snatch the thumb drive and bring it home on
Tuesday evening but my brain so no! 31 Aug is the time I should spend
time with my baby and his father instead of gluing my head into the
laptop over that long never ending tender evaluation.

Guess I was wrong.

We went back to his parents place and put up for the night. I nicely
woke him up early morning to give him that special session so that he'll
feel, what a day! Fed the baby, played with him for a while and pat his
back so that he'll sleep again. We then woke up at 10.30, breakfast and
got busy with the baby. 12.00 is my rerun of desperate housewives that I
missed watching the night before. That was the time he came down with me
and the baby, the rest of the day was spent in front of his PC,
downloading and transferring his MP3 files into his new mini O2!!! Guess
I should have brought that thumb drive home huh.

I know how excited he was with the new handphone but gosh!! getting
stuck with the clingy baby was the least thing I had in mind to fill up
my holiday. And poor baby just refused to take a nap. What he wanted to
do is to just 'be' in my arms. I know it sounds beautiful but with a mom
in law nagging me on when shall he go for nap, that he should nap now
instead of later, that he shouldn't eat first, that he shouldn't take
milk later just drove me crazy! Forget about the scream she made when
azam zikry went under the chair or just playing angguk angguk geleng
geleng, since there is a very BIG possibility azam zikry's head will hit
the full carpeted floor. I just wanted to go out from the house!!!!

(This is not about the husband got himself glued infront of his PC and
refused to take me out. Neither about the mom in law who has had
experiences with four babies before)

Thing that really bothered me is, I was not a party girl. I went to club
before, less than five times of my entire life. My social life never
evolved around the club friends. So what do I miss so much about staying
home and not 'going out'?

Going out for me is actually having to drive my own car and park it at
any mall's basement that I like. Going out for me is trying every single
interesting top in every single interesting outlet or trying out every
single color of lippies at CD and never have to buy anything. Going out
for me is seizing the opportunity of grabbing the 5-in-1 panties on
sale. Going out for me is walking alone towards the two ends of the mall
until my feet ache. Going out for me is spending hours in book store,
flipping thru the pages that I thought amazing and buy a copy or two.
Going out for me is spending time over coffee at the mall reading the
book I thought interesting after making some trips to my car to keep the
other stuffs I just purchased. Going out for me is meeting Syima and
listening to her stories over fries and ice cream. You can say that I am
so comfortable at the mall that I can eat alone at any eatery.

Am I not comfortable at home? Am I a bad mother to choose the mall over
a clingy baby? Was it bad for me to feel this way? Try say this out to
my aunt and I'll get that kinda look for straight two hours on how
'sinful' I am, how lousy a wife I make and what a small heart I have for
my little AzamZikry.

Guess I bettter keep that inside rather than write this out huh. But the
promise to myself that I will write honestly won. Then I will write
again in capital, WHAT A MERDEKA DAY I HAD YESTERDAY!