FUCK THE SANITY!
WILL WRITE LATER
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Monday, January 23, 2006
Touching!
Before I Was A Mom
I never tripped over toys nor forgot words to a lullaby
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I were a Mom
I had never been puked on
Pooped on.
Chewed on
Peed on
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts
I slept all night
Before I were a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I were a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I were a Mom
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I were a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay
I had never known the warmth,
The joy, The love, The heartache
The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much
Before I were a Mom
Author Unknown But Appreciated
I never tripped over toys nor forgot words to a lullaby
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I were a Mom
I had never been puked on
Pooped on.
Chewed on
Peed on
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts
I slept all night
Before I were a Mom
I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.
Before I were a Mom
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put it down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I were a Mom
I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I were a Mom
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay
I had never known the warmth,
The joy, The love, The heartache
The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much
Before I were a Mom
Author Unknown But Appreciated
Friday, January 13, 2006
Talking of the Breed
We, the breed of Jimmy’s, are a different species from few of the HQ’s. We don’t always go out for tea break and we work cross-functionally willingly. We never believe in punching card system, since we know our own responsibility. We work during weekends, if needed and the phone is readily answered 24-7.
A couple of years , this breed has seen how actually the HQ’s breed works.
1. Lesson learnt from MizAnoi – we can actually refuse to do somework entrusted to us if we don’t like it e.g. ERMS. We can do less work than the others at our level if we know how best to kiss the boss’ ass.
2. Lesson learnt from AKO – we can actually come in early morning, punch the card and go missing. We can come back at 8:00 at night, after nice dinner at home to punch out. We can also use Company’s Car with the intention to move some stuff from our In law’s to our new house which is a street a way and return the car with 300 km mileage gone missing and unswept sandy grains in the car.
3. Lesson learnt from Jelaila – we can actually stop the boss who is on the way to pee, letting him know that we will sit down with him to talk about some serious thing after we come back from a meeting with whatwho at HQ discussing what nonsense. Stopping the boss and making the noises will make him think that our work is our first priority but we just have to rush out to settle that oh-so-important thing with whatWHO?.
There are lots of thing that I never thought of doing, thanks to these people, they just opened my EYES!
A couple of years , this breed has seen how actually the HQ’s breed works.
1. Lesson learnt from MizAnoi – we can actually refuse to do somework entrusted to us if we don’t like it e.g. ERMS. We can do less work than the others at our level if we know how best to kiss the boss’ ass.
2. Lesson learnt from AKO – we can actually come in early morning, punch the card and go missing. We can come back at 8:00 at night, after nice dinner at home to punch out. We can also use Company’s Car with the intention to move some stuff from our In law’s to our new house which is a street a way and return the car with 300 km mileage gone missing and unswept sandy grains in the car.
3. Lesson learnt from Jelaila – we can actually stop the boss who is on the way to pee, letting him know that we will sit down with him to talk about some serious thing after we come back from a meeting with whatwho at HQ discussing what nonsense. Stopping the boss and making the noises will make him think that our work is our first priority but we just have to rush out to settle that oh-so-important thing with whatWHO?.
There are lots of thing that I never thought of doing, thanks to these people, they just opened my EYES!
Where Are Thou?
Where Are Thou, New Car?
Am now at Menara T.M. Lobby waiting for hubby to finish up his meeting.
He is a busy man now. Told him that I feel like married to a two-engineers. Or 1.7 or so… With two regions to look after, the meetings are really taking up his 8:00 – 5:00 time, breakdowns are killing his mobile battery and people are pulling him here and there. He had just lost his new blue tooth charger (which make my anniversary gift useless), lost his ASB and Maybank Saving book. He is also due to pay for the new house deposits of Utilities. On top of that, he has a car owner to be searched, confirmed, paid. Don’t forget his bowling league at every Tuesday night plus the not-so-motivated team mates whom need pushing. *..sigh..* looks like he has more in his plate.
I am not going to nag about the new car eventhough I growled inside. Don’t wanna make him think that I was not sincere sharing my car. He has already so much bogged down stuffs in his head, he can’t bear another nagging wife. Plus, if I nag, he’ll mull over whether he has married a supporting and understanding wife. But if a girl used to live with a car of her own, she’ll lost the purpose of life once she lost one (okay, maybe that sounds so dramatic!). The other day when he temporarily borrowed Mama’s MyVi, I roamed the mall like a depressed man deprived from Sex! (haha.. so Sex is equally exciting, I know!) I zassed the credit card like nobody business and thank God the ever so efficient Maybank Mastercard was having problem forcing me to use the Debit Card, instead.
(So, never deprive Clipperseep from driving a Car and roaming a Mall)
Truth is, he is a perfectionist. He’ll think zillion times of the new car he’s purchasing, whether it should be Sentra or City, whether it should be new or second-hand, whether it should be purchased from Owner or Dealer, whether the color suits his color-blind eyesight. I let him think, don’t wanna rush things over. It’s his car, anyway.
Coming back to the many many tasks he has to do, I feel that he could buy time if he is given more time to stay back at work. He has never been the type of guy who will burn the midnight oil for work, unlike his immediate Boss who never comes back home unless the clock has struck 8:00 p.m.
So the new car gotta to be in place sooner so that I can come back home to pick AZ from the baby sitter. Stuffs that the new house Utilities’ deposits can be delegated to me.
My card is on the table:
1. The car will not be in the existence until early April 2006. He’ll take the whole month of February to search, the whole March to negotiate with owner and the first half of April for loan and JPJ settlement.
2. The Maybank saving book will be re-issued latest by February 2006, he probably take 1st Feb Territory Day to do that in Bangi.
3. The ASB book will only be re-issued in May 2006 (and the money (lots of them!) due to be transferred to ASB will sit in his Maybank Saving until then, count the interest he is losing for keeping the money in cash!).
4. The money I invested for his blue tooth will remain useless since he is not buying the charger (he lost both the car charger and the real one) until middle of February.
5. He will not have time to search and download for my PDA food journal. He’ll spend one day in early February feeling mad after finding out I have purchased one from the Internet.
My task list, on the other hand:
1. I am yet to register with BEM.
2. I am yet to find a Biro Angkasa form to do monthly deduction to ASB for AZ education fund.
3. Do monthly deduction for Pusat Zakat Selangor from my paycheque.
4. Go to Tabung Haji to print my own book.
5. Go to Tabung Haji to open up AZ account. (it’s the only saving account with good return which allows a baby as a holder)
Can’t definitely drag him to drive me settling all those. Therefore, the new car must be in sooner which is .. hold on lemme see the betting card, oh yes… early April.
Again, clipperseep is reminding herself of a commitment she made to support her husband’s career. His choice of running two regions at the same time will contribute to his career development. The last I want to make deaRhusband feels is torn apart between work and wife. The wife can move by herself, settling some stuffs.
If she is granted a car.
Am now at Menara T.M. Lobby waiting for hubby to finish up his meeting.
He is a busy man now. Told him that I feel like married to a two-engineers. Or 1.7 or so… With two regions to look after, the meetings are really taking up his 8:00 – 5:00 time, breakdowns are killing his mobile battery and people are pulling him here and there. He had just lost his new blue tooth charger (which make my anniversary gift useless), lost his ASB and Maybank Saving book. He is also due to pay for the new house deposits of Utilities. On top of that, he has a car owner to be searched, confirmed, paid. Don’t forget his bowling league at every Tuesday night plus the not-so-motivated team mates whom need pushing. *..sigh..* looks like he has more in his plate.
I am not going to nag about the new car eventhough I growled inside. Don’t wanna make him think that I was not sincere sharing my car. He has already so much bogged down stuffs in his head, he can’t bear another nagging wife. Plus, if I nag, he’ll mull over whether he has married a supporting and understanding wife. But if a girl used to live with a car of her own, she’ll lost the purpose of life once she lost one (okay, maybe that sounds so dramatic!). The other day when he temporarily borrowed Mama’s MyVi, I roamed the mall like a depressed man deprived from Sex! (haha.. so Sex is equally exciting, I know!) I zassed the credit card like nobody business and thank God the ever so efficient Maybank Mastercard was having problem forcing me to use the Debit Card, instead.
(So, never deprive Clipperseep from driving a Car and roaming a Mall)
Truth is, he is a perfectionist. He’ll think zillion times of the new car he’s purchasing, whether it should be Sentra or City, whether it should be new or second-hand, whether it should be purchased from Owner or Dealer, whether the color suits his color-blind eyesight. I let him think, don’t wanna rush things over. It’s his car, anyway.
Coming back to the many many tasks he has to do, I feel that he could buy time if he is given more time to stay back at work. He has never been the type of guy who will burn the midnight oil for work, unlike his immediate Boss who never comes back home unless the clock has struck 8:00 p.m.
So the new car gotta to be in place sooner so that I can come back home to pick AZ from the baby sitter. Stuffs that the new house Utilities’ deposits can be delegated to me.
My card is on the table:
1. The car will not be in the existence until early April 2006. He’ll take the whole month of February to search, the whole March to negotiate with owner and the first half of April for loan and JPJ settlement.
2. The Maybank saving book will be re-issued latest by February 2006, he probably take 1st Feb Territory Day to do that in Bangi.
3. The ASB book will only be re-issued in May 2006 (and the money (lots of them!) due to be transferred to ASB will sit in his Maybank Saving until then, count the interest he is losing for keeping the money in cash!).
4. The money I invested for his blue tooth will remain useless since he is not buying the charger (he lost both the car charger and the real one) until middle of February.
5. He will not have time to search and download for my PDA food journal. He’ll spend one day in early February feeling mad after finding out I have purchased one from the Internet.
My task list, on the other hand:
1. I am yet to register with BEM.
2. I am yet to find a Biro Angkasa form to do monthly deduction to ASB for AZ education fund.
3. Do monthly deduction for Pusat Zakat Selangor from my paycheque.
4. Go to Tabung Haji to print my own book.
5. Go to Tabung Haji to open up AZ account. (it’s the only saving account with good return which allows a baby as a holder)
Can’t definitely drag him to drive me settling all those. Therefore, the new car must be in sooner which is .. hold on lemme see the betting card, oh yes… early April.
Again, clipperseep is reminding herself of a commitment she made to support her husband’s career. His choice of running two regions at the same time will contribute to his career development. The last I want to make deaRhusband feels is torn apart between work and wife. The wife can move by herself, settling some stuffs.
If she is granted a car.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Kenneth Rodriguez and Clipperseep the Parasite
Kenneth, a friend from freshmen year gave me a call when I was at Subang Parade screaming that he is finally married. I mulled over the sad and bitter mixture of feeling, that I wasn't there on his happy day (you know how much do I love wedding) but happy, happy, happy that he is with somebody who loves him so much.
Kenneth, to me, is a special guy. He has a mixed parentage of Chinese and Portuguese. He talks fast (and sounds funny at times), very very prone to acne but boy, does he have a BIG heart. I was trying to describe how super nice he is to a friend that I stammered on words, then I decided to sum up to a sentence , " He is a son whose parents have raised him right ".
Truth is, he was. He was responsible, he seemed like an adult when the rest of us were like kids (especially the last-minute-assignment-to-do Eugene and oh-so-playful Vanan). He nodded to each one of us (even to a girl he barely knew) and never forget to smile. He was serious in the classes. He was committed to community service, he taught at one of the churches at Kajang. I know he has deep faith in God. He happened to have a conversation with me on his religion, and wow! how that was an eye opener for a girl from a small town whose life has been surrounded by same race same religion people for 17 years. He made me see that there are ways to see things.
Yeah we can go on saying nice things about this super nice friend. But there is one thing I remember most about Kenneth. That he was there for me when my heart was broken (the episode where Nizam left me for his first-love-Naimah). When I shouted from my heart that how could Nizam had a change of heart, Kenneth said a simple but powerful sentence which still lingers around my not-tiny-little-head-anymore of mine, "People change".
I remember he drove his cute old white Honda Civic that we always crammed ourselves either to classes or to lunches. He, one night took me out for a movie (I think it was Ransom where I thought Donnie Whalberg of NKOTB starred), opened up the door of his old Civic for me, making me feel like a girl worth a man's respect. Truth was, I didn't feel I was worth any respect, felt that there wasn't a piece of dignity left in me when I have spent nights begging Nizam not to leave, to choose me instead. Kenneth erased just that.
And he was among a few who still accept me when they see I went out again with Nizam, among a few who accepts me for letting myself be used again, be exposed to the possibility of getting hurt again. Still, he stood by me. When we were both in the Dean's List of that oh-so-painful semester, I know I owed him a lot.
Kenneth went to Wisconsin and came to Indiana to visit me when Vanan decided to move to out from Indiana (whose so koyak rabak blanket I had to sew with him singing on top of his lung happily). He came to visit me too when I started my induction course back in Malaysia. He was still the same old Kenneth, very prone to acne, talks fast and never fail to smile. "People change" but he never did.
You see, he was there for me and I was a parasite friend sucking up the good energy he never fail to throw everytime he smiled or patted my shoulder. But I was never for him when he broke up with that girl who went to Australia. I never heard from him again, occasionally called him on his birthday (which falls on Valentine's day, or else, I don't think I would remember). I was not there when he first fell in love with this doctor girlfriend of his. Worst, I was not there when he got married. I was a very very good parasite friend of his!
But there are friends in this world who are parasite to us and we are to a few. Some parasites remember the friends who have helped them and some doesn't. Some 'home friends' never even remember us being parasites to them. I remember Kenneth and how big his help to me, but he might not remember that. How could he remember his own simple gesture of opening up a car door to a girl has lifted her spirit and earned her Dean's List? Don't think he could because there are many many of his simple gestures had helped others. May he be blessed through out his life, and I wish him all the happines in the world, may the keys are always there when he needs them, may the sun always shine on him.
PS : Oh ya, he got married at Lone Pine, my favorite beach hotel at Penang!
To Kenneth and Yvette, may you two have wonderful journey ahead.
Kenneth, to me, is a special guy. He has a mixed parentage of Chinese and Portuguese. He talks fast (and sounds funny at times), very very prone to acne but boy, does he have a BIG heart. I was trying to describe how super nice he is to a friend that I stammered on words, then I decided to sum up to a sentence , " He is a son whose parents have raised him right ".
Truth is, he was. He was responsible, he seemed like an adult when the rest of us were like kids (especially the last-minute-assignment-to-do Eugene and oh-so-playful Vanan). He nodded to each one of us (even to a girl he barely knew) and never forget to smile. He was serious in the classes. He was committed to community service, he taught at one of the churches at Kajang. I know he has deep faith in God. He happened to have a conversation with me on his religion, and wow! how that was an eye opener for a girl from a small town whose life has been surrounded by same race same religion people for 17 years. He made me see that there are ways to see things.
Yeah we can go on saying nice things about this super nice friend. But there is one thing I remember most about Kenneth. That he was there for me when my heart was broken (the episode where Nizam left me for his first-love-Naimah). When I shouted from my heart that how could Nizam had a change of heart, Kenneth said a simple but powerful sentence which still lingers around my not-tiny-little-head-anymore of mine, "People change".
I remember he drove his cute old white Honda Civic that we always crammed ourselves either to classes or to lunches. He, one night took me out for a movie (I think it was Ransom where I thought Donnie Whalberg of NKOTB starred), opened up the door of his old Civic for me, making me feel like a girl worth a man's respect. Truth was, I didn't feel I was worth any respect, felt that there wasn't a piece of dignity left in me when I have spent nights begging Nizam not to leave, to choose me instead. Kenneth erased just that.
And he was among a few who still accept me when they see I went out again with Nizam, among a few who accepts me for letting myself be used again, be exposed to the possibility of getting hurt again. Still, he stood by me. When we were both in the Dean's List of that oh-so-painful semester, I know I owed him a lot.
Kenneth went to Wisconsin and came to Indiana to visit me when Vanan decided to move to out from Indiana (whose so koyak rabak blanket I had to sew with him singing on top of his lung happily). He came to visit me too when I started my induction course back in Malaysia. He was still the same old Kenneth, very prone to acne, talks fast and never fail to smile. "People change" but he never did.
You see, he was there for me and I was a parasite friend sucking up the good energy he never fail to throw everytime he smiled or patted my shoulder. But I was never for him when he broke up with that girl who went to Australia. I never heard from him again, occasionally called him on his birthday (which falls on Valentine's day, or else, I don't think I would remember). I was not there when he first fell in love with this doctor girlfriend of his. Worst, I was not there when he got married. I was a very very good parasite friend of his!
But there are friends in this world who are parasite to us and we are to a few. Some parasites remember the friends who have helped them and some doesn't. Some 'home friends' never even remember us being parasites to them. I remember Kenneth and how big his help to me, but he might not remember that. How could he remember his own simple gesture of opening up a car door to a girl has lifted her spirit and earned her Dean's List? Don't think he could because there are many many of his simple gestures had helped others. May he be blessed through out his life, and I wish him all the happines in the world, may the keys are always there when he needs them, may the sun always shine on him.
PS : Oh ya, he got married at Lone Pine, my favorite beach hotel at Penang!
To Kenneth and Yvette, may you two have wonderful journey ahead.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Eid-Adha
We went back to MY HOMETOWN for the Eid-Adha! (Yay!) It was a BIG for me
since I miss APAK's lemang last Eid-Fitri.
AZ was a bit more socialized this time. The fact that his Pak Ngah was
there to play with him is a big relief. He got to to see lots of new
things, chicken, lots of them (and ada ayam berlaga lagi engkau!), loud
singing birds, lots of cats (and he get to poke them, too!),
to-be-slaughtered kerbau (big grey cow) and he even got chased by the
goose at Tok Su's house (apa lagi, berlari lah Mommy dukung, damn
goose!!) He was dressed prettily in red and smiled cheekily when Daddy
the camera-man asked him to. So cute!
This was the first raya (after soooo long) I can sit in front of the TV
watching movie with a peaceful mind of a clean sink and clear dining
table. We always spent the last few hours of the Raya night washing (and
washing and washing) the dishes, the kuali rendang, the another kuali
rendang, the basins where the santan's was squeezed, the emptied hampas
kelapa, the mixing bowls, all those got to be washed and wiped and
stored before the tomorrow's coming many many cups and saucers, and
pinggan makan lemang, and glasses. The last-minute-cake always made
Alang use and reuse the mixing bowls, crowding the sink that we have
just cleaned. This time, the sink was clear since 10:00 pm but she
messed it up again by waking up at 2:00 a.m to bake some cake! I woke up
seeing the sink for Subuh and growled and went back to sleep! Why can't
people just cleaned after their own mess?
The Hari Raya.
Mak has started slicing up the shallots when the kerbau was still up
standing. She started her daging masak hitam at around 11:00 in the
pressure cooker and finished packing at around 3:00 for us to bring
back. We stopped by at Kepong, Hamdan's mom in law's place to see the
little Baby Soleh. He puked big time on his daddy's lap and Hamdan
looked damn worry! Kesian.... We moved after Maghrib and final stop was
K Endon's place. I walloped her simple but delicious bihun goreng,
headed home and went to bed around 10:30.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Bior Le
I am feeling good this morning, twirled in front of ENA while singing Siti Nurhaliza's number. "Percayalah....!"
This is not about new year resolutions.
I figured out that if MizAnoi has two tasks in her JD, and I have 10, it is her 'rezeki' (luck given by God) to be at ease at her room.
Yes, the MD is being unfair but if I keep the unfairness issue inside my head, I won't be able to do the 10 tasks entrusted to me efficiently.
I figured out that I better stop whinning (doesn't mean I can stop bitching! haha), and worked out a system to settle the 10 tasks efficiently, to make my life easier.
Everyone is doing their own contribution to the company. Whether she's given 2 and I am given 10, we are contributing to the company in our own way, the harder or easier way.
Bior le dia nampak macam senang, where I look like a mad woman running around solving problem in ERMS, getting the documents faxed several times to customer, chased by auditor on settlement of despatch demurrage, sorting each day 135 mails or so, reading contracts over and over to those who don't get the clauses right, getting phone calls on customer's quality issues, floating the tender and evaluating them in very short 48 hours just to get some millions saving of the organization's money, bla bla bla...
bior le ..
This is not about new year resolutions.
I figured out that if MizAnoi has two tasks in her JD, and I have 10, it is her 'rezeki' (luck given by God) to be at ease at her room.
Yes, the MD is being unfair but if I keep the unfairness issue inside my head, I won't be able to do the 10 tasks entrusted to me efficiently.
I figured out that I better stop whinning (doesn't mean I can stop bitching! haha), and worked out a system to settle the 10 tasks efficiently, to make my life easier.
Everyone is doing their own contribution to the company. Whether she's given 2 and I am given 10, we are contributing to the company in our own way, the harder or easier way.
Bior le dia nampak macam senang, where I look like a mad woman running around solving problem in ERMS, getting the documents faxed several times to customer, chased by auditor on settlement of despatch demurrage, sorting each day 135 mails or so, reading contracts over and over to those who don't get the clauses right, getting phone calls on customer's quality issues, floating the tender and evaluating them in very short 48 hours just to get some millions saving of the organization's money, bla bla bla...
bior le ..
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
The Reflection of 2005
In order to embrace the new, we must release the old. An important part of preparing for the New Year is to review the pastyear--to release it--and to learn from it.
To go where we wish to go and be whom we wish to be, we need to know where we are and who we are. An honestself-analysis is always helpful to gain clarity. As we end the year, the decade, the century and the millennium, it seemsparticularly fitting to devote some time to reflecting on the year past and where we find ourselves as the new year dawns. Here are some suggestions to get you started in mulling over the past year-perhaps the last decade.
1. Am I where I want to be? (if not, what's stopping me?)
Yes.
2. What did I achieve? A list of my wins and achievements.
I climbed Kinabalu. I trained thru out the three months before the Kinabalu and I pushed myself to the limit at the plateau
I have turned into a very loving mother which I never thought I could do.
I have started saving and the amount I saved thru 2005 within 8 months is RM5,000
I completed paying for my car loan
I jump started the ERMS application for Coal Team
I developed this time ACP. I develop good relationships with the SP girls, understanding of what more can I learn from them and them from me.
I involved in Long Term Shipping Tender, for the first time and it was fun
I did WHITE WATER RAFTING! Love it! Love it! Love it
I supported Azmady's decision to move to KL, knowing very well that he'll be much busier.
I started Azam Zikry Education Fund.
I started saving for the new house
TG BIN CPCs.
I didn't shout back to her when she came yelling
Boss let the whole audience gave me a standing applause of the good job I've done in organizing a company mini-course.
3. What would I have done differently? Why?
I should have stayed in fit after Kinabalu. Should never stop running.
I should spend more time cooking and ironing for Azmady. Should be taking more vitamins to stay healthy and alert, tak letih sangat to cook for him. Should at least try one special cooking each month
I should have registered with BEM
I should have be more alert and learn more during the execution of TG BIN CPCs.
I should have completed Despatch Demurrage and resolved all the issues and trained people to resolving the issues
4. Was I busy doing or being? (Be comes before do and have. After all we were created to be human BEings not human DOings)
I was busy BEING a very good mother, a very loving one. Never thought I could love anybody that much.
I'm crazy of being a good mother! Can't stop pouring love to him.
5. What were the most significant events of the year past? List the top three.
1. AZAM ZIKRY.
2. Kinabalu peak conquered.
3. Good hari raya vacation with my husband and AZ. We spent the first 10 days with him and it was fun.
6. What did I do right? What do I feel especially good about? What was my greatest contribution?
I really really feel good for overcoming my physical limit in climbing Kinabalu. That is the MOST thing I feel good about.
My greatest contribution , I shall say, buying mak the new sofa set. It means a lot to me.
I am also a great contributor at office, I jump started the ERMS, this year ACP and handle many many reports.
7. What were the fun things I did? What were the not-so-fun?
Answered.
8. What were my biggest challenges/roadblocks/difficulties?
NONE.
9. How am I different this year than last?
I pay more attention to my family compared to last year. I learnt to leave the office work behind when I came back home. I learnt that the bosses' appreciation are not so much important compared to my own child's acceptance
10. For what am I particularly grateful and why?
For a very understanding, a very loving and comprising husband. He was there during rough timhttp://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=14383815&postID=113624928072154351#es with Azam Zikry. He was there to listen to my grumpy days.
To go where we wish to go and be whom we wish to be, we need to know where we are and who we are. An honestself-analysis is always helpful to gain clarity. As we end the year, the decade, the century and the millennium, it seemsparticularly fitting to devote some time to reflecting on the year past and where we find ourselves as the new year dawns. Here are some suggestions to get you started in mulling over the past year-perhaps the last decade.
1. Am I where I want to be? (if not, what's stopping me?)
Yes.
2. What did I achieve? A list of my wins and achievements.
I climbed Kinabalu. I trained thru out the three months before the Kinabalu and I pushed myself to the limit at the plateau
I have turned into a very loving mother which I never thought I could do.
I have started saving and the amount I saved thru 2005 within 8 months is RM5,000
I completed paying for my car loan
I jump started the ERMS application for Coal Team
I developed this time ACP. I develop good relationships with the SP girls, understanding of what more can I learn from them and them from me.
I involved in Long Term Shipping Tender, for the first time and it was fun
I did WHITE WATER RAFTING! Love it! Love it! Love it
I supported Azmady's decision to move to KL, knowing very well that he'll be much busier.
I started Azam Zikry Education Fund.
I started saving for the new house
TG BIN CPCs.
I didn't shout back to her when she came yelling
Boss let the whole audience gave me a standing applause of the good job I've done in organizing a company mini-course.
3. What would I have done differently? Why?
I should have stayed in fit after Kinabalu. Should never stop running.
I should spend more time cooking and ironing for Azmady. Should be taking more vitamins to stay healthy and alert, tak letih sangat to cook for him. Should at least try one special cooking each month
I should have registered with BEM
I should have be more alert and learn more during the execution of TG BIN CPCs.
I should have completed Despatch Demurrage and resolved all the issues and trained people to resolving the issues
4. Was I busy doing or being? (Be comes before do and have. After all we were created to be human BEings not human DOings)
I was busy BEING a very good mother, a very loving one. Never thought I could love anybody that much.
I'm crazy of being a good mother! Can't stop pouring love to him.
5. What were the most significant events of the year past? List the top three.
1. AZAM ZIKRY.
2. Kinabalu peak conquered.
3. Good hari raya vacation with my husband and AZ. We spent the first 10 days with him and it was fun.
6. What did I do right? What do I feel especially good about? What was my greatest contribution?
I really really feel good for overcoming my physical limit in climbing Kinabalu. That is the MOST thing I feel good about.
My greatest contribution , I shall say, buying mak the new sofa set. It means a lot to me.
I am also a great contributor at office, I jump started the ERMS, this year ACP and handle many many reports.
7. What were the fun things I did? What were the not-so-fun?
Answered.
8. What were my biggest challenges/roadblocks/difficulties?
NONE.
9. How am I different this year than last?
I pay more attention to my family compared to last year. I learnt to leave the office work behind when I came back home. I learnt that the bosses' appreciation are not so much important compared to my own child's acceptance
10. For what am I particularly grateful and why?
For a very understanding, a very loving and comprising husband. He was there during rough timhttp://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=14383815&postID=113624928072154351#es with Azam Zikry. He was there to listen to my grumpy days.
Monday, January 02, 2006
Union Unison
What has the union of my organisation working on?
Pay raise, bonus, more benefits, extended maternity leave
which all I love.
BUT
I wish that my union will be a place the employees to voice out their unsatisfaction over the company's profit and performance. Like selling some share of important subsidiaries to outsiders (which can protect the company' interest), who will lead the management (which is supposed to be someone with action and less talk, someone who listens within the company instead of outside).
True enough, the government and the higher level of management determines the company vision and where-to.
But remember, that the union represents employees of how many thousands people who have been supporting the company since day one. Management comes and goes but these people stand up through out the years. The people are the greatest asset of the company. If all of them go on strike, the knowledge will go together with them.
Like I said, like I wish. Remind me that wishing doesn't solve problem.
Pay raise, bonus, more benefits, extended maternity leave
which all I love.
BUT
I wish that my union will be a place the employees to voice out their unsatisfaction over the company's profit and performance. Like selling some share of important subsidiaries to outsiders (which can protect the company' interest), who will lead the management (which is supposed to be someone with action and less talk, someone who listens within the company instead of outside).
True enough, the government and the higher level of management determines the company vision and where-to.
But remember, that the union represents employees of how many thousands people who have been supporting the company since day one. Management comes and goes but these people stand up through out the years. The people are the greatest asset of the company. If all of them go on strike, the knowledge will go together with them.
Like I said, like I wish. Remind me that wishing doesn't solve problem.
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