Compromising Mar-vie over Perhaps Love

People!

AzamZikry, yesterday was shown a picture of Jejaka Malaya Terhangat a.k.a Mawi and then said, Maarr-viee.......

I was so thrilled!!

Will be going to JB tonight and come back tomorrow. Wonder how his night will be without mommy? And how's mommy night will be without him?

Perhaps Love was appropriately aired at 8:00 last night on Channel 20 but I couldn't get to see it till the end since AzamZikry pooped at around 9:15. The Man was busy with hanging the frame (which look nice) on the wall and let the Baby smelly waily around the house. I then decided that I had it, and went upstairs at around 9:40 to clean him up.

I observed that the mommies always have the Baby as the priorities in their lives. We forego (spelling?) our favorite sitcom, we negotiate with our face and teeth to sleep away without washing or brushing them, we compromise with our dirty laundry piling up on the kitchen's floor.

Went downstairs and Perhaps Love was completely over. Good, I spent Rm16.00 on two channels subscription in April and did get to see all the movies but the one that pulled me to subscribe in the first place. And it was already 29th, will be away until 31st 8:00 pm and I will have around 4 hours before the clock struck 12:00 1st April! Good! Good! I have this big urge of cancelling the whole Subscription, or at least subscribe the PlayHouseDisneyChannel for little Baby. What's the point of having more than 30 channels that I cannot watch in peace?

(Edina will be laughing! She's the only who hasn't subscribed to Astro and we were like laughing at her all the way before)

But I think, a cute Mar-vie said over and over again is much better than Perhaps Love. Compromising, again!

Clipperseep is listening to: Marsha - Awan Terpilu

Bumiputra Your Ass!

There was this price preference in tendering for the 'bumiputra status' companies in the organization's policy. I think it should be changed to , 'Dr.M Family Status' companies or 'PakLah son-in-law Status' Companies or any other similar names like "Cutting Throat" or "Money Robber"

Incident 1:
Among the six bidders, four are bidding on average of let's say USD8.00 to USD 11.00 something. The other two (which status to be guessed) quoted around USD16.00 to USD 18.00. Crazy , right? It was like 200% more expensive. But we, giving them the benefit of doubts, really did think that they perhaps are having the hard time securing products. Second round, we asked them for a reduction and these 2 people quoted around USD8.00 to USD11.00, back to where everybody was.
Without a negotiation to rate reduction, see how much will they profit?

Incident 2:
Aggghh... this incident will be at least five pages long. I decided not to write or Syclone will be nagging on how long my entries are!

At least Imelda Marcos is much more honest, look people at the collection of my lingeries!

Yell and Yell Back?

Do you happen to like a smaller font? *wink*

Decided to be cool about MizAnoi incident and said, hey Clipperseep, she is one of the things that make your life fun. This incident however doesn't leave me up right in my bed like the first time she came and yelled at me in the operation room. I was cool last night, berangan of how to go to Laila's engangement at KB and splurge on the silk! Hahaha... Beside I have a great husband (Happy 29th !) and a loving kid with a great smile!

The first bitch whom yelled at me (we were 18) and I yelled back was Lynn. 10 years and we are going to the same ALUMNI reunions and potluck, she salam me while her face was 90 degrees of mine. The second person was an elderly, I yelled back but then went back to see her 10 minutes after that, apologizing for raising my voices and told her that how pissed off I was, that doesn't give me right to yell back at her. The third I said would be MizAnoi who yelled back but I received all with smiles.

Do I regret for yelling back at Lynn? Yes, I did. A friendship was tarnished, badly.
Do I feel relieve for going back to that busy-body-auntie and salam her nicely? Yes I did.
Do I feel that I am a better person for not treating MizAnoi the way she has treated me? I do.
But, geram dalam hati, Tuhan je yang tahu. However, as long as I am okay with it, as long as I can sleep at night, I think I'll leave the matter as it is.

*Komeng, hope this entry of mine doesn't bore you*

MizAnoi Story Mory Again

I know how mengumpat can contribute to a more negative vibration to my day but, hear me please on what has occurred yesterday between me and MizAnoi. After the MD announced the sad news on Monday, the office was like in the solemn place. So did her, I saw. (so did I).

Yesterday I saw she was sad too. Then on the way to surau for my zuhur prayer, (the only day I prayed Zuhur that early), she was talking to Bada in her room. I stopped by and asked.

Me: Eh… are you okay today?
MizAnoi: Okay what. Why shouldn’t I be okay? Why are you asking me on why shouldn’t I be okay? (eyes lurking, smiling cynically, crossing her both arms)
Me: Tak de lah saja tanya, don’t see that you are okay today.
MizAnoi: I’m okay what. Why??! Why do you think I should not be okay?!!
Me: (still refusing to be concerned of her cynical smile) Period, is it?
MizAnoi: I’m always period what. 365 days.
Me: (boiling up water and pour over that cynical face of hers!) Tak de lah, saja, I was just trying to be polite… (then walked away for my Zuhur)

Bloody rude!
Damn kurang hajar!
Disrespectful young lady. More like a young whore, she sounds like, I think.
And I will fucking get her one day!!
(Whoa, the best part of my English is finally gotten to be used)

Pigsy pussy is just refusing to be one polite girl. I was innocently asking whether her mind was still disturbed of what the MD has announced and that was what I got?!! Just couldn’t believe what was I hearing!

Then, from the information I gathered, she was actually pissed of with us not inviting her to JB for the operation meeting. Oaaa… operation meeting at Kapar, operation meeting at Manjung, nobody made a big deal out of it. No bodies actually care to join in the operation team. This time, when it is at JB, where people could fly to go to, everybody was like masam here and there, feeling neglected. Puh-leazeeee…

Edina was right after all. Do not mend the broken friendship with the chicken-shit arrogant women. Tak pa yah nak buat buat baik, tanya khabar and what nots. Don’t be bothered with them.

Thing is with these arrogant bitches, they think that the power of friendship is in their hands. It’s up to them to talk to you one day, and not to talk to you the other day, and talk to you again should they need your help. These people held their heads and noses upright, chose their friends by skin, color, wallet size and language spoken. Their friends must be prepared to be ignored when time comes and be a help whenever needed.

But can you really work in an office with a person and not talking instead?

My English is Standard 4.

Have you ever felt that you are so good at something (compared to your peers) and then suddenly you feel that the improvement graph goes horizontally straight to your right for long damn five years?

I do.

Was reading Lothloriendor blogspot which I enjoyed so much and SOBRI was right, we even have to turn the dictionaries pages when reading her entries. Her words are magically chosen, even the story about her breastfeeding or breastmilk expressing (this woman is really a breast woman, y'all!) are written with words I have to flip over between the dictionary's pages. *note to self, to buy pocket dictionaries, the one I have installed in my O2 mini is useless*

I was like the GODDESS of English at school. Was among the four English debaters, never scored other than A1 during 6 + 5 years of schooling. Muaz of course came along the debating team with his dictionary brain to help along but mine, was I good!

Start mixing with the Non Malays during Uniten then went to the States and I could pronounce water as wa'der, mechanics as meeee'kanik!, Indiana as indiieeyaaahna, Indianapolis as indiieeyiaanaplez, Bruce Willis as Bruce wilez. Then I could swear in English. *thought that's the coolest part*

Then, reading my blog entries again, all I can see is similar words being repeated over and over again. Words a Standard 4 can understand. No!! I don't want this. I want to write like Kalimullah Hassan, Marina Mahathir, Rafidah Abdullah of 3R and yes, yes, yes, Lothloriendor (damn, that woman read as much as I do!). I want people to scramble upon dictionary when they read my blog.

Could be because I am in the shipping industry where words spoken are short and less flamboyant? (have to pause for a full one minute to see whether flamboyant is really the word?)
This is how I usually write my email, asf pls find the vsl full dtls which eta is 2 april iagw wp.(as follow, please find the vessel full details which estimated time of arrival is 2 april if all goes well weather permitted).

Have I stopped pick up a new word of the day and tried using it in writing or speaking? Like the Standard 4 Clipperseep about 20 years ago.

Maybe I should start the old habit kicked in again.

Time Has Come

The time has come.

The Big Boss has finally announced the audit report and the consequences. My emotions were mixed. I cried, big time, but not in the meeting room where he called in all the execs. Silence we were for at least two full minutes when he broke the news.

In the first place, he is a kind man and the kindness let him to what he is now. We know this is coming but I don't know that I could be so weak listening to his soft but firm voice announcing the consequences. And the man up there, who was like pestering him to award the contract to the so-called PL’s strongest supporter-during-his-weak-time, is now leashing it up all to my poor big boss.

I am silently declaring war to these type of politicians. I will make sure that neither their families nor good friends are etting the contracts as long as I am in the power.

My long term plan? Is to demolish the 5% price preference policy we have for Bumis. What bumis, more like cronies it sounds like, I think.

Leave Them Alone

That is about journalist Farah Lina Ramlan and Zuraidah putting up outside of Datuk K’s bungalow just to acquire more and more information about the pop darling Siti Nurhaliza and Datuk K himself.

People, leave them alone!!

The fans I think are leaving things up to Siti’s hands. Even a Standard 2 pupil knows on how to wait and wait until Siti announced the happy news.

At what basis do both of the journalist think that they have all the freedom in the world to know to what extent a relationship is? These people are worse than the Hollywood Paparazzi. Paparazzies do camped out, but they take pictures instead of putting one in a torn situation on whether he should be polite or he should tell them to get out of his life? These two human beings are taking the opportunities from the fact they know that both Datuk K and Siti will first not tell lies, second are not allowed to be rude to the press or it’ll become the headline for a week. Total manipulation!

These two women have no heart at all. Have no sense of respect. Manipulative. Controlling.

I’d like to urge my readers to stop buying their paper.

I hope one day some people will camp out of these two women’s house just to know whether their parents are getting a divorce, or whether their sister’s brother in law is currently unemployed, or whether they have declared their feelings to the ones they have crush for.

Last Night Was the AF Night

Was supposed to blog this last Thursday morning.

Decided to follow The Man for his weekly bowling league and dragged AZ along. He bowled for one hour before he called us up at Parkson (browsing and comparing either Lego or MegaBlock is better) and whispered that Farah AF2 is filming next to their lane. So we rushed to the alleys where AZ decided to have his 8:00 feeding. So, there was him , Mommmy and Farah in the picture. Tertib budak Farah ni, after taking picture, she politely said thank you and salam me like I am her distance aunt or something!
Then when we were on the way to Long John Silver's (which fish I think tastes better than Manhattan Fish), we sort of split Yazer and Ekin (were they from AF3 or 2?) up who were walking side by side.
Celebrity night, it was!

Aquaria

We took little AZ to KLCC Aquaria on sunday and it was superb! Entrance was a bit expensive RM28 for adult, you get to see more at Langkawi Underwater World for lesser price.

I think the coolest is the stingray, they look like more flying than swimming. Sharks are cool as well, and of course the reefs are fascinating. There is one pond of amazon fishes, then arapaima, then the OCEAN.

Mommy then bought a book called the ocean adventure for AZ to read on monday at popular at the *enlarged your eyeballs* price of RM19.90.

News on Atkin's Trial

Weight today is

55kg

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Think I like this.

welcome

Wanna welcome dear ziliS to the blog.

Good Movies for Clipperseep

Was reading Women's Weekly and laughed at Yusof Haslam's comment on his Sembilu 2 that collected RM6 million but still people are calling it a crap.

I am no a movie expert but from a simple citizen of Malaysia who's leading a simple life, this is what I want to watch.

I want to watch a movie that is real, things evolved around our daily life.
Beautiful sexy girls in bikinis swimming at some Datuk's swimming pool are not real, you know how few Datuks have wife(s) as sexy as that. The rest of Datins I've met probably preferred to be seen in Batik Kurung.
Neither couples falling in love in campus, spent each day in library seeing each other, and graduated together wearing the robe and took pictures with future in laws, and then offered a job at their big companies, that's not real. You know how cramp your time is during campus. And you know how dreadful job huntings is.
So wooo.. why filming things which are not real? Is movie a scape for you to dream of the things you only want to see?

I want to watch a movie with simple spoken language.
"Aku bukan perempuan sebegitu!" what crap! You don't speak that way in real world. When you are mad, you can't scramble for the words sebegitu. It goes like, macam tu, or hok cam tu... or a simple cam tu. Sebegitu is like a word you can only find in Karangan Bahasa Melayu Tingkatan 5. Afdlin's movie are all simple spoken language.

I want to watch a movie with purposeful action.
Driving a car fast through the town is showing what? That I am rich and I know how to drive? If you watch Sepet and remember the scene where all the three ladies are seated on staircase and combing each other's hair, and then the bald father came and shoved one of the ladies the comb, isn't that a meaningful scene? No dialogues needed, no proper clothings, no rich cars to show off but it is passionately powerful.

I want to see short but not neccesarily expensive story.An award wining moviesare not neccesarily a must-see.Titanic, Walk the Line are all long dreadful movies. The Man took me for our special monthly date to Walk The Line and all that I was asking is, when is this finishing? The story was painfully long and yet it was a good movie. But do I want to pour my energy and be involved emotinally in the long two hours again? Don't think so. I prefer short meaningful story which will linger around my head at least until I go to bed. My favorite is The Shawshank Redemption.

I want a story without ALIEN.
Please, please, please, aliens don't exist so do predators.Even a two year old knows that and stop fooling and fantasizing around. The only alien story I happen to like is the ID4.
Alien could be defined by things which are not real, do not exist: long snakes, big croc, dinasours, big monkey and other things people fantasize.

I want a movie that can explain death intelligently or explain un-death intelligently.
Do you notice that ten years ago, in any action movies, everybody dies but the hero and the heroin? People by the street can just die by falling into a big drain and the hero, tembak lah macammana pun by any SWAT team, will still come out alive. The bad guy will be battered to death. And then the pattern changed a few years back, hero and heroin could die, too, and leaving the kids mourning. It's all come naturally then, bring me to watch a movie and I can know whether this one will die, whether that one will fall in love with some other people. Even the twist is predictable. All the Korean and some good Indo movies that I've seen are different. You can hardly guess who dies in the end, you don't know whether the ghost can be completely eradicted. In My Best Friend's Wedding, you thought that Jules can steal Michael but then the reality hits us hard, a wedding will still go on.
Note: I saw My Best Friend's Wedding with an old boyfriend, thru half of the story I was so sure Jules can steal Michael back and I said, if she can stop the wedding, I will then marry my old boyfriend. Weird huh.. at the end I was dissapointed that the wedding was still on and look to whom I am married now? :)

Of course, I need to see romantic comedy movies.
I know, I know, these are movies which ending I could predict (and it is mostly true). Hitch, Notting Hill, Almost Love, 13 going 30, Jerry McGuire, any Jennifer Aniston's movies. Two people met, they screwed each other, and then figured out that they are afraid of commitments, then split up. The split up part is the best part, they missed each other like mad, they can't breath, the feeling reminds me of the highschool crush we used to have. Then they met up, have kids and live happily ever after.

Okay, I've laid all on the table! What say me about these recently seen / thought of:

Sepet: Simply the most creative film produced. LOVE IT BIG TIME!
Puteri Gunung Ledang: Beautiful picture, lousy story line. Hate that scene of Hang Tuah fighting in a swamp, irrelevant. Nice research, btw.
Walk The Line: Too long, too long!
Titanic: The song and kill me, fast.
Braveheart: Among the few long painful ones. Uggh!
Lord of the Rings: fast compared to the book's storyline, but scenery was fantastic, the scripts are carefully chosen, one of the great inventions of this century.
Batman Begins: not like the other batman, this one evolves around the moulding of his personality. but there is still a bad guy with chemical weapon to be killed and hero survived at the end , kissing away the heroin. typical!
Enough: The only good thing about J'lo (other than her ass) is this movie. Love it!
The Matrix: twist in the twist, but still the storyline is the bad guy is down, but the fighting scene was creatively careographed.
So Close: Hong Kong Movie but the girls are beautiful and smart and brainy, unlike Hollywood's Angels.
The Village: one of the stories I can't PREDICT. Hat off ! I think all Shamalayan (spelling?) movies are UNPREDICTABLE.
The Bujang Lapok (Pendekar, Seniman and it is): are my favorite classic comedy. "Jolok motorsikal ye bang?", Sadly can't enjoy it with The Man who was n't raised to watch these Bujang Lapoks.
Little Brother : (Korean) Simple meaningful story, it makes you think, when do Malaysian Movie Makers ever want to learn making movies?
There' Something About Mary: Hate it.
Legally Blonde (both): Hate them more.

What say you?

Clipperseep is listening to: again, Norah Jones.
Clipperseep has read the headline today: think so, but couldn't remember what it was, all I could remember is about Michael Douglas bitching about Brad Pitt leaving Jen for Angelina and the orphans! haha..

Atkin's or Not.

Okay, I have not been blogging the truth.

Jeng Jeng Jeng.. I was actually on Atkin's (okay, improvized and modified Atkin's) for 20 days. The scale moved from 60 to 57 within those period. Slow but the most importantly is I have managed to zerorise my crave for carbo. I was totally cutting my rice, bread and tosei. It was hard but after four days, I managed to do so. On second week I was on zero-sugar. Every cup of coffees and teas go with Equal. The hardest thing was actually cutting the fruits and vegies which I looooooooove dearly. Thank God I'm allowed at least two cups of vegies each day.

Until today when Mama cooked The Man's favorite Soto! Plus Mama has been nagging about how bad Atkin's is to your kidney and stuffs. Okay, okay, then I silencely surrender when cutting the nasi impit into my big bowl!

Not bad eh Clipperseep. Three kgs for three weeks. I deserved a pat on my shoulder. Pat! Pat!

Khudairi and Miss Tan

Khudairi

Two more weeks before the delivery date and the wife was complaining about baby not moving. Doctor was confused, caeser her up and found out that the glucose level was very low compared to the mom's. Puzzled on why baby was not getting the 'food' but that's God's work. Waited two nights ( I think so ) in the CCU since the brain was swollen by water then he/she finally went to the Almighty.

Miss Tan.

Got married at late 30s. Five years later, got pregnant. Carrying the baby for almost five months, busy dedicating time to train the person who'll take over her job during the confinement, when the baby was pronounced dead inside her womb. Since five months are too big, she practically has to wait for the baby to be delivered in a natural way. Now she's walking with a dead baby, taking drugs to push the baby out. Plus, she has this weird back gone and she is now crying daily, bearing the pain of the back bone and carrying a dead born.

You see, lothloriendor, your four is a blessing. My little Azam Zikry is heaven-sent gift that I'll never stop appreciating and loving. Alhamdullilah, thank you Allah for the cheeky smile then mengada-ngada scream he put up looking at me blogging.

Adibah Noor is Terlalu Istimewa

Yup, that's the fat lady singing that I'm gonna write about.

Went to this dinner show where she performed before the darling pop princess Siti Nurhaliza and boy, was she good!

Her voice is superb. Her jokes were appropriately funny and her spoken English is proper.

Then we bought her CD (for Ja) about three months after that titled, 'Terlalu Istimewa'. For a RM20, that's so cheap compared to the material inside. She executively produced her own albums with numbers produced mostly by Azlan Abu Hassan. And RM3 from her collection is donated to MAKNA, MERCY and Yayasan Sultanah Bahiyah.

When you read her acknowledgement, you'll see how humble this big lady is. I urged you to buy her album too, my favorite is the one played during Petronas Ad (Deepavali plus Raya), ikan di laut asam di darat where she kinda remixed it. Delicious!!

I hope Ja enjoyed her birthday present. (we bought Radja album and an Indonesian movie titled 17teen, ) . Don't ask, but i simply feel that Indo's production are much better than ours, don't you think so? Their romantic movies are simple but meaningful, ask whether our movie makers can beat so? Except for Sepet, some Afdlin's, the rest I personally feel are craps.

Two Giraffes

My boss and their boss are just like two tall giraffes near Joburg.
They are the tallest among the other animals.
We thought they were smooching by looking at those two long beautiful necks brushing against each other’s…. ahhh…
But they are actually are settling their disputes, angrily.

Sigh..

Me and them, what tied us is that simple service level agreement.
Me and the other part of the world, what tied us is the purchasing contract worth trizillions of USD.
And why are our bosses having so much disagreement despite being in the same big organization?
Surprisingly, we don’t with the other part of the world. Disputes are settled professionally, price are negotiated and concluded in a calm manner.

Do they fight for territory?

Or attention?

Clipperseep is listening to: Norah Jones - I've Got To See You Again

come away with me, simple sexy piano!

Come away with me in the night
Come away with me and I will write you a song


And I wanna walk with you
on cloudy days
and feels where the yellow grass grow

Come away with me and we'll kiss
on a mountain high
Come away with me and i'll never stop
loving you

And I wanna wake up with rain fallin on the thin roof
While I am safe in your arms
so what I am asking you
to come away with me in the night
Come away ...with me..

Norah Jones has just sent shiver down to my spine.

Doaku Untuk Mu

Came in early and decided to read all the blogs I have missed out reading. Syclone's was like always, brief, short,except when it was about Muzaffar and DefLepard.. No update from that Mommy of 4. Salman's was like always, all about Naim. Guess that little Najwa is a silent actress, hey man, wait till that girl can speak and she'll put up more heroic stuffs than her brother! Hehe..

But I always hesitated reading Salman's. It's just his wife's battle and his own battle are like too much to read. All that I feel for him and the wife are making my head dizzed of for a while and damn there wud be this sharp pain in my tummy. But don't worry, Man, aku tak putus berdoa for your strength.

So those two, Syclone and Salman are actually my high school friends. Funny, we were not that close before, I don't remember ever talking to Salman at school. Syclone was helping us out with the debating team so the words spoken to him in a year could be less than 500 words. (Besides, this man seldom talk and smile) But Salman was totally a stranger to me eventhough Ajin, one of the cuckoo friends I have is actually his cousin.

But those two are the lives I know much more than my other cuckoo close girlfriends. Weird, isn't it? Stranger during school and suddenly I was mentioning his name everytime I finished up prayer. (Chehhhh.. macam doa panjang panjang je slalu)

Hmmmmm talking about school time really has energized Clipperseep today. Reading again my entry yesterday where I mengumpat was like really an energy sucker. Tu la orang tak bagi mengumpat...! :)

There are some other friends whom whenever my mind wandered for them, I always end the thot with some prayers. Mus and Nary are ones, they are going through a battle that we hardly understand and I pray for their patience. Mosh and Halim are also going thru a thing I can't summarize in few words. Yan for being 6 months pregnant after her last pregnancy and had just found out that the URI is underneath the baby's (remind me to google this). Bada for being the sole breadwinner. Miss Tan of VTop who is pregnant with her first baby at the age of 38, then found out that the baby is dead after 5 months in her womb and she is taking lots of drugs now to push the baby down.

*sigh* May Allah guide them through the pain.

Okay back to work and hey Lothloriendor, update that blog of yours!

Song in My Head: What that Tapak Sulaiman heard from that pak guard radio downstairs.

Spoon Fed Miz Anoi

No, Syclone, Miz Anoi is not a secretary, is actually an accounting graduate who was transferred here to do accounting work and then found out that there are so many messed up accounts inside the company’s account plus the conversion to ERMS. (Both then was done by AKO). Then gave up and asked Daddy to be re-located to another business unit doing readings, data compiling, news cut n paste and come out with own write-up from the cut n paste. MizAnoi but then request to still maintaining at least 5% of her job on finance so that if people like our current VP Finance comes and promotes everybody with Accounting background, she’ll still get that privilege.

Okay.. enuff of the introduction to you Syclone, thanks for asking.

Let’s hear what pissed me off early this morning! **Sorry le ngumpat sikit**

I asked MizAnoi to help creating some data into ERMS and copied the email to the boss who appraised her. I know that creating those datas will be hard since you have to liase closely with both Procurement (hi Viza!) and ERMS support team. Murali and I scratched our heads hard when we first started doing it. Nobody told us what to do. Totally in darkness! ERMS support team was saying another thing and Procurement was saying another thing. We basically have to pull out heads together and mooshy-mushroom with those two before things get done. There is this online approval thing that you must do with Procurement which they can easily erase if you don’t call them up first and mention what-what-what.

Then the boss came to see me. Called MizAnoi along to. Both sat next to me, saw me login the livewire to see what FORM to see, (smirked once or twice when the livewire was so slow) then gave direct line number for her to dial in case there’s problem, then taught on how to login to ERMS to see whether that particular vendors is already inside.

All my hard work was then taught within 7 minutes or so.

No networking needs to be done with the Procurement. Numbers of nice, helpful people have already been given. (whom I secretly handed in some nice Diaries and Thumb Drives as token of appreciations). What data to be filled up has been summarized in a nice Excel. Links to the livewire has been given.

Sleek!!!

You see, even AZ refuses to be spoon-fed at the age of 1 yr 5 mo.

**ERMS is basically a big Finance SAP system which drove me to nuts.**

BOS_SOB, I’m still considering on whether to blow this out to the Boss. But I am like 89% inclined of sucking things up.

Clipperseep is listening to: Kris Dayanti

Tuesday Morning

So LOST is back. It's Monday 10:00 pm on AXN, the Man's favorite channel after ESPN.

So will AF4! Haha.. looks like it'll be tug of war between two responsible adults in the house.

Anyway, new season of LOST reveal more and more secrets. First it was the stupid small hatch, well it is not stupid and it's not small anymore. It opened up the door to the whole new science lab, complete with computers and motherboards and clock.

The three who ventured out to escape (and the boy) got caught, and then they got conned. More twists.

So more secrets to be revealed on the Island itself. But it also let you know more about each of their lives. Can't wait for it to finish. *sigh*

By the way, AZ vocab is now further increased. Hear me ya..:
1. Taaa = for star.
2. Turn ah = for lorry or bus (dont ask!)
3. Api = when he see I light the candle. It's like clear loud api.

and the most exciting one is..... *drum roll*

Mommy!

Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! It has been three times he said that and it was loud with a clear objective and it was me who jumped all over the house!!

Clipperseep is listening to: Bad Day by to-find-who

Friends in Need

Elemti26's wife was 8 months pregnant when I read his blog about the conversation they had on the frequent visits to HKL. They have been frequenting the HKL seeing the Hematologist and that prompted me to answer on why much check ups. Turned out to be that she had this lymphoma cancer. And they found out that when she was around 6 or 7 months in pregnancy, the doctors urged her to remove and go for chemo session straight away but there is no guarantee that the baby would be safe. So both of them braced the days waiting for the baby to be just old enough and be delivered. Alhamdullilah, beautiful baby girl was delivered (caesarean's) around mid February and she went on chemo right away one week after that. Now she's home, resting with the mom around to help with the newborn and the 3 years old brother.

Info on lymphoma , "Lymphoma is a general term for cancers of the lymphatic system - an important part of the body’s immune system that fights disease and infection. About five percent of all cancers in the United States are lymphomas." more, go google yourself!

When I first get to know about it, I gave elemti a call. My heart dropped and tears swelled up in both of my eyes. Cancer has always been instrumental to me. [read my previous post: not gonna write again, it would take so much energy from me]. I see how people fight with cancer, and the people around them taking the fights (chemo, endless needles, blood transfusion, frequent visits and long queue at the hospital) at their own courses or ways. It's painful to see both the patient, and even more painful to see the people around them, actually.

At times like this, what can I offer a friend like him? If a friend coming to see me to have some cash loaned, I'd be happy to shove him a few notes knowing that his burden will be lessened. But what would I offer to a friend in need like this?

May God grant them strength.

Hey how come link doesn't appear?

Go read my previous comment http://clipperseep.blogspot.com92005/10/day-first-lady-passed-away my write up on Along, Datin Seri Endon and Mohd Ali Ikram.

Louis Vuitton

The Man's mom and dad are going to London for two weeks. His sister is there at Imperial College.

His mom kindly asked me what I wanted.

Hmm wouldn't it be too much if I answered, "A Louis Vuitton signature purse?"

Who does read my blog, anyway?

When I first writing, it was just a mean of getting the heat out of the
steam pipes. Then I simply write, simply curse, simply empathize.

Then I get to know my readers.

First is of course my husband, whom is my editor, actually. Then I
figure out that everything that I write must be husband-proof.
Anything that will hurt him, slash.
Anything that will make him feel that someone's gonna get hurt, slash.
Anything that make him think that I am gonna get hurt, slash.
I somehow feel refrained. But maintain a secret blog (which you readers
can find out) which all the f words can go into.

Then I get to know that my readers circle are getting bigger.

Some of them are my seniors. Whom I have so much respect for.
Some of them are my close friends. Whom are so dear to me.
Some of them are just working with the same organization. With whom I
don't like to get my own department' inefficiencies disclosed to.

Then I'm torn.

But isn't being loud, clear and myself are why people love me in the
first place?

Halal Haram

"Yang halal itu nyata dan yang haram itu juga nyata, tetapi ada di antara keduanya iaitu subahat, sesungguhnya subahat itu hampir kepada haram hendaklah kamu jauhi'"

Papa's Inaugural Speech

Yesterday was The Man's Papa Inaugural Speech. Was clueless on what was
it about but took leave 3 weeks in advance, by the way.

You see, Papa is in the different industry which I personally feel, is
alieniating the world I'm living. The academicians talk a different
languange (I feel so), hold different heads above their heads, look at
us with colored-hairs with frowns and jaw-dropping mouth. Papa however
has been in the management side of the industry for the past few years,
is excellent at it, which made me feel like, hmmmm at least we are
talking in the same language here!

Expectation was the talk will be full of bespectacled men and women, and
the science terminologies (which always been that weird greek two words
in italics), tiny things like tiny strings of DNA or culture, enzymes
(which I could never differentiate any). Thinking of that, I carefully
choose a great book into my purse for me to duck my head into during
those conversations of yulimea hyphoemia something something.

But it was totally different!

He started his presentation with an eye catching picture he took from
the recent paper, an old farmer sitting down crying besides three dead
cows. From then on, my eyes were locked on those screens. Words chosen
were simple, yet interesting. He took great effort in explaining into
great lengths on the effect and seriousness of the problem. He truly
believed in Pak Lah's vision on creating a country owning a hub for
agriculture and explain that this can be achieved only if we take
serious effort in eliminating the problem. He had a soft way of saying
that, okay so that the problem is not as huge as the bird flu but if we
don't do something about it, the vision will be nicely casted in stones
instead of in the real view.

It made me appreciate the work of such.

His humbleness, albeit his title of a Professor, was clearly defined
when he refered to the works done by the students as a 'bantuan' (help
and assistance) instead of some projects they must do to get some
passing marks on some papers.

The Speech was inspiring because it comes purely from the heart.

**Was supposed to blog this on 25th Feb.**

Little Brother

Soppy Mommy!!

We subscribed to Astro Box office (RM15.95 for both channel 20 and 21) since I wanted to watch Perhaps Love so much.

We end up watching all the moview in those two. And last night was Little Brother (A korean Movie). I cried many times and little fellow cried when he saw me crying (mommy nak jiwang pun tak boleh). Loved it! Loved it! Loved it!

It tell you these three:

1. It tells you on how cancer kills the souls of people around the patients and it takes a lot of courage to fight us from letting our soul died. There are always light at the end of the tunnel.

2. It tells you that kids behave naughtily when they are not being paid attention. See, kids are not naughty by their nature, check and see whether you have done loved them much.

3. And it will make you think, how come Malaysian Movie Maker can't make movie as simple but beautiful as this?

Candle In The Wind

Goodbye Norma Jean
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the trademill
And they made you change your name
And it seems to me you lived your life
like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
when the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
your legend ever did
Loneliness was tough
The toughest role you ever played
Hollywood created a superstar
And pain was the price you paid
Even when you died
oh the press still hounded you
All the papers had to say
was that Marilyn was found in the nude
And it seems to me you lived your life
like a candle in the wind
Never knowing who to cling to
when the rain set in
And I would have liked to have known you
But I was just a kid
Your candle burned out long before
your legend ever did

Small Headed Lying Mgmt Representative

Last Year Scene:

I was the auditor.
She was the auditee.
I raised the issue of not compiling all the surveys under one file. All
data are scattered around office.
She took the effort of creating one file, namely 1.14.18. I jot down the
file number in the Non Conformance form, signed it and she signed it too.
Procedure said all new file shall be registered under the Master List.
She is the owner of the Master List.

This Year:

Somebody else is the auditor.
She is the auditee.
Auditor requested to see the named file. Her Master List said it is 1.14.20.
Looking at the Non Conformance form, auditor queried on where is the
1.14.18.
She blamed it on me for writing down a wrong file reference number last
year simply because her Master List said 1.14.20
They called me in.
I saw the file, yes, it is 1.14.20. How come did I see that as 1.14.18??
Got puzzled but God gave me very strong eyesight.
I saw that the labelling was pasted under one more label.
I carefully tore down the label in front of every eyes in the room, and
there was the old label, 1.14.18.
I was right!

Don't you dare mess up things with me!!

Ballooning Up Head

Oh yes I think her head is so ballooned up right now.

Scene quoted during Management Meeting.

SeniorManager(Finance) is like JG 26.
She is JG21.
5 more level to go.
She is yet to become a senior exec for another 4 years, a manager for at
least another 6 years, then if she is lucky enough, she'll take another
6 years to become a Senior Manager (Finance).

SMgr: ... (was briefing the meeting on the Finance section when he came
to a task allocated for MizAnoi) So, MizAnoi (of course he didn't say
that, he said the real name), how about the tax compilation?
MizAnoi: Oh I have completed doing so and so but I have not completed so
and so because I am yet to get info from SMgr. So En SMgr, please get
back to me on that ya!

"Please get back to me"
Macam dia je lagi besor dari orang tu...

For me, if she wouldn't want to respect the post that Smgr is in, at
least respect the age gap.
Things that she can request outside the meeting, please do so. Do not
mention it out loud as if the SMgr never help her doing something.

By the way, she is one year inside the Team and I am like , what, five
years and she is now being given an opportunity to present a paper
INTERNATIONALLY. Look now she's kissing the ass of Som pulak!