27.7.2007

I was around! I was around!

 

Been busy running the yearly retreat. I wrote about that two years ago, I wrote about another one last year. This year, I think, is the most efficiently organized.

 

I wrote Sihin a speech for dinner. In the dinner, I made him thank Ida. Both were thrilled. Ida was thrilled. I think she deserved that.

 

I look fabulous during Dinner! hehe.. Ajin came over to do make-up for Ena and I joined in afterwards. She only spent like, twenty minutes, on my face and voila! I looked different. Everyone stopped (even the VIP table) talking and looked at me when I came in. I think I look too white and my hair was funny. Enjoyed it, anyway.

 

Jalilah (not a real name) was a realy bitch to us. First, she didn't help at all. Then, she didn't allow her staff help. Then she made us do that stupid 5S meeting and urged us for a minutes of meeting to be delivered to her on Friday, the day where we ran like cicak kudung making sure all the papers are organized accordingly into the folders.

 

Hodilay Villa Hotel (not a real name) was also a real pain to us. First, they told us that there will be a wedding a night before the conference. I always spent the night rearranging the laptops and wires and testing the AVs and all, but told my guys that we'll start at 11 pm after the dinner is over. However, at 9pm, we realized that there wasn't any dinner! I didn't want to fume much, we started right on and stopped at 2:30 something. I made everyone rehearsed and went through the programme over and over again.

 

I thank God that it went smooth, anyway.

Most Sad Thing of the Year

Visited nurinjazlin.blogspot.com and broke down several time. I broke down on the day of the funeral too. Was driving back to Lenggong while listening to Aznil on ERA. He totally was at loss of words.

 

Anyway, it's a sad thing. It's the most sad thing of the year.

 

I urged the police to expedite the investigation. I have a few theories though:

 

1. Killer is definitely wealthy. He can afford to keep her in a house where nobody knows or can hear, must be a bungalow.

 

2. Killer definitely an educated man, who watched CSI too much because he knows how to clean. He is definitely an Astro subscriber.

 

3. Killer knows how to cut hair. I bet he cut her hair the very day he kidnapped her. He knows how to make her hair curls (by the way of cutting) whilst the original hair is straight.

 

4. Killer is also hygienic because he has some spares plastic / rubber gloves around. He used the gloves while handling the body.

 

5. Killer lives alone. And operates alone.

 

 

Whomever he is, I prayed hard that God will reveal him. I know that if it takes more than 2 months to catch him, chances are he'll still be around. So, cops, move your butt and catch the fella before he flees off and hurt another innocent girl!

Harry Potter : THe Deathly Hallows

I have just finished Harry Potter the 7th Book after someone got for us for a mere RM30! Lucky eh..

 

Anyway, this is what I thought about the Deathly Hallows!

 

Awesomely written! Brilliant!

Ending is like always, is as expected. The Man has always been saying that I spoilt few movies too much, that I knew the endings too soon. He emphasized on enjoying the journeys than the endings, but I laughed. But this is one book whose journey I enjoyed reading.

 

We knew very well Harry will live and marry Ginny. We knew Ron will Hermione. We knew very well that Snape is actually a good guy eventhough he appeared bad (and at the same trying to appear bad) since Book 1. That is the ending, people, you knew it since Book 3. But read Deathly Hallows and it is much more than the ending that you are seeking.

 

Technically, Rowlings presented us two to four chapters of the kids being idle, then one chapter full of battle. The constant ups and downs of the battles between the good and the evil are beautifully mixed and climaxed at just the right time. Made you feel the way you feel when you first started reading The Sorcerer's Stone a few years back.

 

I sort of gave up on Rowlings after Order of Phoenix and worst, Half Blood Prince. For me, Half Blood Prince (that I paid more for being in the waiting list before the pre-release) was badly written. None of it made sense. Little things happen didn't get to be explained towards the end. But the Deathly Hallows explained it all. Deathly Hallows even made me wanna read Half Blood Prince all over again, even so I despised Half Blood so much before.

 

Rowlings does get her claws back!! And I have no surprise that people will ask her to write for more.

 

(For you who are not the fan of Harry Potters, this is the list of the series)

 

1. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (or some titled it the Philosopher's Stone) - movie made but go read the book. It is less than 1 inch thick but it is the most wonderful book. Made you think of sekolah asrama for those who have been to boarding schools.

 

2. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets - movie made but I still like the book

 

3. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. - movie made, thickness still less than an inch

 

4. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - thickness start coming in, I did start getting bored

 

5.Harry Potter and the Order of Phoenix. - still thick, more boredom, movie made, not yet seen

 

6. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince - like I said, the worst of all

 

7. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - i'll write as how Rowlings ended it, All is well.

What's Happening

I know. I know.

I know I didn't get time to blog about the vacation in Sydney, the work I did in Brisbane and both Newcastle outback.

I didn't even blog about whether I think Terengganu was ready for 2008 Year of Visit Terengganu.

There have been so much things happening around, with work, with bosses, with my family, with me. I'll list them down on point form, just to keep you in the loop, you know.

1. The shortage of fuel had made me work up to midnight at the office together with my boss. I basically cramped up all the things I've planned to do within 3 months into two weeks. Days were filled doing meetings, and the only time we can work is after 6. It was crazy, but it worth every effort. Things going on smoothly.

2. Bruce the Big Boss is totally losing focus of the time. He choses to chill out at Jakarta doing work that is supposed to be done by people three level lower than him, instead of staying here in the office completing a few more negotations. I wonder, what made him want to travel that much. It is sickening.

3. I figured out that I didn't have my sinus when we were in both Sydney and Brisbane. Think the air is much cleaner. And obviously, KL air is polluted.

4. I have 15 more days puasa to qada. I know. The number was 30 before, than I manage to reduce them to 15 just before I figured out that I am two weeks late!!

5. I did home test yesterday and figured out that, yes, I am pregged!!!!

There. Quite a news to you, eh..?

Happy Ramadhan.

Kudos to Sydney Airport!

Was away for two weeks working trip at the Down Under. Was at Brisbane for 5 days, then last week was at Sydney (travelling into the bush in between the cities' stay)

The flight to BNE transitted at SYD, which we were forced to go out to the transit lounge and underwent the tight security check. That was when I lost my mobile (not really, I 'll write about how I lost it next entry).

When I was taking the flight back to SYD, didn't get to check the Lost and Found cause I flew domestic.

Then, on the day going back to KUL, we plopped into Lost and Found at Sydney airport Level 3. Went in, the girl checked the computer and went into the store and came out with my Mini O2!!!! Don't know whether I'll find it again in another countries.

She was too busy then afterwards attending to other people. I didn't get to ask her who found it but to whoever found it, many thanks! To Sydney Airport, kudos!

What A Journey

First, I lost my passport. Didn' tknow where I put it.

Lodged a police report, then went to immigration, got the commission of oath thing, then found out that immigration needs my original cert berth. Which i misplaced, too.

Went back. Next morning searched for my birth cert. I found my passport. Cool.

Flight to Sydney then Brisbane. Strip searched at Sydney, lost my hand phone there!

I am homesick. It's no fun traveling alone. :(

And maybank credit card sucks! I ask for a temporary credit limit of a top up of RM7000, which means from RM5K to RM12k, and the girl had nicely put it as new credit limit is RM7k...

Penning off now..!!

My Weekend

The Man is gone for two days badminton tournament. The boy is down with fever. He screamed when I wanted to turn to NTV7 for my weekly, my only show, my 1:30 pm Grey's Anatomy. I only get to see it at 2:00, when his lids finally closed.

I switched on and Meredith was already taken out from the water by McDreamy. He fought for her life, then she was shoved into the ER. (So, you always get to be pushed out the ER when it is the one you loved inside there0 All the best guys were there, Chief, Bailey. Burke came a bit late with Shepherd's ex wife, while McDreamy was totally out of control until the steamy-Mark-Sloane came and held his shoulder, then he cried. Totally sad! But the men look steamier when they were sad.

I cried when Alex pasted on the board all the picture of the deads and the family broke down when they could ID them. It was overwhelming.

Chrstina didn't get to tell Meredith that she was finally engaged, that was why she was so sad. I immediately rememebered a special someone who wrote that one day when we were old and watching our grandkids playing, we will find out that we will regret things that we didn't say more than the things we did. Lebey kurang lah. Then I remember from the My Best Friend's Wedding (that still remain my favorite all time), "Say it, say it right there, or the moment will pass".

The doctors are also forgetting the war of the Chief-post. Shepherd is totally accepting that Burke is the best (which I agreed that Burke is the smartest and the best) when Burke came in to him knowing that Meredith is in the ER.

"She's in there".
Shepherd was silence, nodded his head. God his eyes were so sexy!
"What do you need ?", Burke.
"I need you to go in there".

This time, it ended as Meredith in a room with Denny Dequette (which Gartblue finds sexy and I cannnot really understand why) and the bomb guy. Tapi sure tak mati punyalah!

See you guys sometime.

10 Things I Hate About The New Boss

1. He showed his watch to us and said, 'This is not a real rolex, this is lolex only'. Everybody knows he doesn't buy cheap stuff.

2. He stayed away from us when we ate the durians claiming that it is making him nauseatic.

3. He said, "I want to instill the spirit of excellence performance in your mind" the very night we stayed up late just to welcome him after the BOD meeting and do his stupid post mortem.

4. He walked away when he is supposed to be the open forum panel. Takut la tu orang tanya pasal contracts! Penakut.

5. He walked away when he is supposed to be the open forum panel and told us that he just got to be there for a meeting with Legal. Everybody knows that the Legal dept is not CEO whose meeting can't be rescheduled. Penakut and ingat pandai.

6. He treated our VP, whom he had just found out that is the same grade of him, very badly. He didn't sit with him on the bus, he walked away freely macam tu je without properly escorting the VP. Kesian pulak tengok Dato' VP jalan sorang sorang.

7. He loves overseas trips. He tries to arrange as many that he can. Be it the 'fact finding mission' or the stupid FIDIC. People in procurement told me that he's been trying to arrange for overseas trips for FIDIC which is not neccesary.

8. He, after his 100th day, still didn't request for us to brief him explicitly of all the contractual terms. What he knows then?

9. He berlagak pandai in the price negotation meeting. Then bile kena hentam with suppliers on some facts, he stumbled.

10. He made us do 5S but look at his room, boxes laying around unpacked.

But when I looked at his face that was in pain, and thought of his lonely live without kids, I immediately feel the pang of sympathy in my heart towards him. Kesian gila tengok dia. Lonely, in pain and most apparently, not likeable.

Tough eh!

This Year Coal Retreat

I was around! I was around!

Been busy running the yearly retreat. I wrote about that two years ago, I wrote about another one last year. This year, I think, is the most efficiently organized.

I wrote Sihin a speech for dinner. In the dinner so-called-appreciation-speech, I made him thank Ida. Both were thrilled. Ida was thrilled. I think she deserved that.

I look fabulous during Dinner! hehe.. Ajin came over to do make-up for Ena and I joined in afterwards. She only spent like, twenty minutes, on my face and voila! I looked different. Everyone stopped (even the VIP table) talking and looked at me when I came in. I think I look too white and my hair was funny. Enjoyed it, anyway. Gartblue is the only mom-of-four who came and she looked like she was enjoying herself! Yang perempuan lain, tak nampak muka.

Jalilah (not a real name) was a realy bitch to us. First, she didn't help at all. Then, she didn't allow her staff help. Then she made us do that stupid 5S meeting and urged us for a minutes of meeting to be delivered to her on Friday, the day where we ran like cicak kudung making sure all the papers are organized accordingly into the folders.

Hodilay Villa Hotel (not a real name) was also a real pain to us. First, they told us that there will be a wedding a night before the conference. I always spent the night rearranging the laptops and wires and testing the AVs and all, but told my guys that we'll start at 11 pm after the dinner is over. However, at 9pm, we realized that there wasn't any dinner! I didn't want to fume much, we started right on and stopped at 2:30 something. I made everyone rehearsed and went through the programme over and over again.

I thank God that it went smooth, anyway.

After All These Years, I'm Still In Love With

Vince

He is the first winner of Akademi Fantasia.

His every concert in AF was absolutely fantastic. His voice, his dance, and most of all that I like is he enjoyed every bit of it. That is sincere. That is the true entertainer.

Amazingly, his video clips are even more enjoyable. There are stories in every of the clips. I know, the stories are lame, but it is better viewed rather than the clips where singer stood around a lake and sing or shake her booty.

After all these years, I'm still in love with him. Simply because I enjoyed the way he shows his passsion and his true soul. Bring me another winners, but everytime I watched his video clips, I still melt.

I Wish I Could Blog More Often

I am watching The Lake House while blogging.

I didn't get to finish the blog about Terengganu trip and how I thinnk they are not ready for Visit Terengganu Year 2007.

Well, I am actually amazed by the way GartBlue blogs. She is the one who actually dragged me to the whole idea of logging in to the net and write. Bitch, almost most of the time. But she blog almost everyday. And she had four kids! Read Four Kids!

I got one. Yeah I know.

Perhaps she blog in word doc first and cut n paste it later. But I don't like cutting and pasting. It's like, cheating, for me. I feel that I will be cheating the readers, not telling them what is going on in real time kinda way. It doesn't flow nicely from my fingers onto the keyboards. when I do it in word doc, I got time to reread it, adding here and there, correcting my spelling, trying to write more beautifully than what I am capable of. To tell my readers that I am not a better reader is a cheat. Unless I really do write beautifully like Gart.

Back to what I wish.

I wish that the internet connection is there whenever I logged into blogspot.

-- a caption from The Lake House---

"There was a boy before your dad"

"How come you didn't marry him?"

"So that you can ask me this question one day"

---

I wish there's a PC that doesn't take so long starting up.

I wish there's internet cafe at every floor of my favorite mall (Midvalley, Subang parade, Sunway Pyramid) so that I can just go in and write about the nice blouse that I just saw or a hefty price tag attached to one ugly skirt.

I wish.

My Pulau Kapas Trip

Next year shall be the visit Terenganu year.

I didn't know that until the cab driver picked us up at the Airport which was still under construction for upgrading. It was under construction as well when I went for the short trip in 2006. I wonder whether they will be ready for 2008 is speeding in six months time.

The cab driver dropped us of at a small, looks like a family run business, motel at Pantai Batu Buruk. I personally like the hotel. The pool is well maintained, the scenery of Beach stretched behind our room eventhough the coffee house is the simplest every facing a rows of Semi-Ds in construction. It's not that I hate chain hotels (after Paris Hilton got into jail), but this motel was special. It made me felt at home (with not so clean wall), comfortable and cozy.

Thursday morning was spent trying to go to the beach but at 9:00 at Terengganu, the sun is just eating you down at the beach. So we spent the time at the nice Pool which the kiddo didn't want to get in. We took off to Marang, booked the ferry and found a small gerai that served excellent Sotong bakar.

We took the boat ride quite shakily. It was fast, and the jacket was not properly fastened to the Kiddo. He was scared, I hold his chest and his heart was pumping heavily. I prayed hard and held him tight.

In fright we were until the boat reached the sandy long beach of Pulau Kapas. Have been there before so it was not a surprise to me, but The Man was. We checked and Duta Puri (known before as Tuty Puri) was a total frustration. It pissed me off to think how bad it was until it made me decide to defer my blogging post for now. Till later....

What's Happening

Last week.

Took thursday to friday off. To Pulau Kapas. Will write at length about that.

Last weekend.

Saturday touched down from Terengganu.
Sunday Saw Shrek3 with the Man.

This week.

Monday finished late. The Man got the Kid and brought him looking at me sealing the tender files into the box.

Tuesday. Was on my feet the whole day. Morning was spent photocpying the tender submission. Afternoon was spent photocopying some action sheet for submission.

Wednesday. Decided to spend morning helping Sihin got the documents signed. Afternoon, was computing the Rate but then saw that the figure was incomplete for Sept for one station, so got held up and waited until ida came back to finish up Sept and i knew she'll be adjusting the July and August figures as well. The date line, was however on Wednesday, too , but I figured out that I could only do that efficiently once her figures are well adjusted. Much correct, that way.

Thursday. Dropped the Kiddo at Tuk Mama's House and he refused to go down from my lap. Until Pingu started.
At the conference room at Residence Hotel with one Station. The Procurement guy was one hour late, held up everyone. Finished up at 4:30.
Arju made a good chairman, his persuasion power is different from Baie but still , had impressed me to bits.
Quickly drove through Sg Besi Highway fleeing back to office and got the refined figures from Ida. Fine tune the rates, making sure that all the rates are fine and the supporting documents are properly numbered, wrote the letter to let the boss sign. Drop a few notes for despatching and Ena to help me photocopying. It was hard, i know, without a surat menyurat clerk but we survive so far.

Friday. Again at the Residence hotel. Knew today would be the toughest. Had fiery discussion with manj but concluded before lunch. Again, thanks to Arju. Fooh...
Baie called, (the boss apparently nowadays check up on us on daily basis), and I casually said it was done and I'm going home to sleep. He said go take a break. Cool eh, when your boss pat your back that way!
Took two hours sleep before went back to Tuk Mama's place to pick up AZ.

Spent 20 mins checking on my Maybank2u and surprised to see that I hvn't checked for 1 whole months. Was fined RM5 for late payment to Visa, the account I direct debit for Touch N Go Zing Card. I knew direct debiting would create problem but decided to sulk in anyway since I was more afraid to reload the Touch n Go at the solemn quiet ATM.

Now I am back home, blogging at the Man's PC in AZ room, on his new table, with him playing his new Play-Doh, and surprisingly, letting me blog freely! I think we are slowly grooming him to be independent. He fumed just now when the daddy refused to change the DVD (of stupid CIA movie with hot sexy angelina jolie's sex scene with matt damon) to cartoon. The Man is apparently now do not abide to the Kiddo's wishes. He does what he wants to do, and let the kiddo knows who's 'da boss'. Well, Mommy , on the other hand always lose to the Kiddo and abide, anyways, with, "Yes son, you win!".

Gotta go play that orange Play-Doh after constants, "Mommy, mommy main la yang ni, please". I melt with that magic word.

My Prime Minister is Getting Married

Apparently, the most eligible bachelor in the country is taken.

His wife passed away a few years ago of breast cancer. She was worshipped as real fighter of the cancer. I wrote a blog on her.

So this new wife is very much like the old one. She's pettitte, a mixed blood, looks like she speaks english very well.

I 'd rather wait to see

1. how she would take the power off si Rosmah, the Deputy PM who is running the show on all social events.

2. how would she lead the nation as the first lady.

More is yet to see. Of course I want to see more is done beside promoting the local kebaya.

Other than that, my heartiest congratulations to the Prime Minister and I hope he finds his happiness.

Linkin Park’s Minutes to Midnight

This one is a bit different. It takes a while to fall in love but once you have fallen in love, you’d find out that the strength of this album, like the other albums is the fact that each of the songs is totally unique, arrangement-wise, vocal-wise and instrument-wise. It took me three rounds to fall in love and when I took time to really look at the lyrics and sing together, that’s when I realized that this one took a while to fall in love.

My favorite for the moment is the current hit single : What I’ve Done. Love Chester’s voice, love the piano. Then I love Chester low tone in In Pieces. The bridge’ guitar was fantastic, a bit 60s-ish turning to soft to medium rock but mellowy. Surprisingly, me, being and always being the Chester Benington’s girl, had fallen in love with Mike’s rough-but-smooth low vocals in In Between. This song is unlike other of Mike’s. I love Shadow Of The Day’s bass and when the violin hits towards before the bridge, it was awesome, almost like the climax of the album if any album would have a climax. I love the acoustic guitar (remind me of the kampong boys’ guitar kapok) in The Little Things Give You Away. They finished the song after coming back visiting New Orlean’s left over of Katrina’s.

The emotions carried through the whole album were very much different from the previous albums. Very little anger but a lot more frustration, pain and disappointment.

The album cover was a bit dull, I guess, but each of the pages are just like the songs, unique, different, but in harmony with each other. Lovely. Seemed that LP wanted to remind me a lesson long forgotten, never judge a book by its cover i.e. never judge our music by our cd cover.

With this, I pledged to remain as Linkin Park’s girl for quite a while.

It Gets Ugly When You Say It's The Mightiest

Remember high school when there are bunch of girls who had boyfriends and constantly talk about nothing else but the boyfriends?

They compared boyfriends, what they do to them, what present they got for the girls, what present they wanna get for the guys. When they went for a soccer match, their eyes were on their guys, and when they hit back the dorms, they just couldn't stop talking about the cool thing the guys did during the match, or whether their guys winked to them or not, or whether they caught their guys flirt with girls from other school.

When they opened their eyes on weekends, where there is no room check, and it's the boys outing day, they would just lazying around in their beds and started to think whether their guys will bring them a bar of Cadburry's for them. If by end of the day, the bar of Cadburry's were passed to them by a junior, they will call the other girlfriends, happily, and eat together.

It gets ugly when one of the guys dumped one of your girlfriends and they, away from the girl who just got dumped, gossiping around. "My Nik won't do that, he's too nice and couldn't afford to lose me". "My KDY (another favorite thing to do, nick name your guy) the other day send me a note saying that if a girl is selfish and concentrate too much about her and her only, he'll leave the girl". "My Jon (another favorite thing, naming your guy by your NKOTB's favorite), is better, he said that politics will determine what kind of girl he wants to date, and that's why I'm stick to the current state government".

It gets uglier. "How could he? My Nik won't judge a girl by her political interest. It's absurd". "You know what, my KDY is better, he loves the girl as she is".

When the word better, greater, nicer, much caring, much loving got spread around, people tends to defend their crushes and start competing to each other on how lovely can their crushes be.

I guess that is how the war of religion started.

Sad, isn't it, that when people start fighting in the name of God but God in the first place, had never created war and hatred.

Nice Weekend

Took Thursday off and took parents to Mines Lake Tour (was supposed to be Jalan TAR's visit but the crying Azeuchry called us back).

Friday. Visited my grandmother's little Sister. Both husband and wife are now on Severe Stage of Alzheimer. They stayed with their two single girls. They can't remember faces. They remembered old stories. The wife apparently still can talk but the husband had lost his talking skills. Both had lost the basic skills like going to the loos, asking when they are hungry and of course, loving.

I pitied the girls much more. The youngest one, especially. She is my age. At the age of 30, I could go out and buy things that I want, I have a husband to hug and hugs me back, I have a kid to love and loves me back. God! I have so much more than Ateh Ya has. She doesn't even watch TV. The time is occupied cleaning up after the parents, cooking for them, cleaning up the mess they purposely created. Other than that, she just had to look at them sitting on the sofa not talking to each other.

All of us were overwhelmed with various feelings.

After the parents gone back home, the Man decided to cheer me up and drove to Genting. We arrived around 3:00, bought tickets for Outdoor park and dragged Azeuchry around. I counted and towards the end of the day, we had four rides altogether: The Ferris Wheel (mommy, daddy and Azuechry), Teacups, Jumbo and Train.

Saturday. We stayed home and Mommy cook delicious mee soup.

Sunday. Ironed the weekend's shirts. We did up the garden a bit and went to Kamarul's son's wedding. Came back and saw TV.

I must say it is rather a nice weekend because I got ahead of all the chores. It is nice to be finishing the chores and do nothing on Sunday but relaxing.

Nice weekend.

Recent Dewan Ulama

Read Utusan front page on the comments made by Perak's PAS representative on the recent Dewan Ulama PAS.
(Note: Dewan Ulama PAS is like the Perhimpunan Agung Umno where people of their parties talk speak out. It is always held annually)
(Note: PAS is the one of two opposing parties favored by about 30% of Malaysian populations. An acronyms of Malaysia Islamic Party, the members are all highly Islamic educated. The recent movement had seen the professional such as doctors, lecturers whose degrees didn't come from either Mesir nor Arabian Countries but have some sort of strong Islamic education)
(Note: These notes are the personal opinion of the writer)

I couldn't agree more of what was opined by Perak's PAS representative.

It is true that what PAS had been fighting for are all the wrongdoings by UMNO politicians, in reality, what of are the other governments in the world. Things like bureaucracy, autocracy, bribery, corruptions, cronies-conquering-the-must-lucrative-pots; diseases normally known to the society.

Through time, there's nothing different about PAS from the other opposing parties in the other regions.

What I feel PAS should be doing is actually highlighting to the society on the other issues that is more alarming. Like, the recent arguments about Internet Investment. Are they halal? Then, the ectassy pills. Have some sort of same pills existed in Rasullulah's time and what had Rasullulah said about them?

You see, PAS are not opined to state whether these are halals or not but highlighting to the people is something that they can do because they have all the expertise in house. Plus, they have the Harakah, the post that are purchased by not only members but also nons.

Instead of going on and on about how inappropriate for the government to grant licenses to these night club operators, they could talk about the similarities of ectassy pills with the alcohols.

Instead of going on and on about how cruel the government to allow these interest-fixed bank to operate, they could highlight to the people of the characteristics of riba' and how close or far the Internet Investment is.

It is sad to see how people use Islam to talk bad about the current government and do nothing to suggest the way forward of making things good. Our Malaysian Politics is unique of the others. Unlike the Democrat and Republics of the States, they very much fight for the same way but PAS has the advantages: the strong headed, Islamic background, clear faith and highly, very highly educated members.

Unless they change the way they are politicking, i.e. do nothing but condemning, they are not in the position of being unique.

Just my thought.

This Year Team Building

Day 1

We took off to Cameron Highland for our team Building this year. No spouses allowed but the new MD brought his, anyway. We took off right away after the so-called Seiri Activity for the Store.

Stopped by for a site visit which I enjoyed just because the Man's Nikon DSLR abilities and endurance were tested.

Ida drove slowly. Not like her normal-self.

Checked in. Had dinner, served, because buffet cannot be organized for a below 30 guests. Slow. Too much black pepper. Ate anyway.

The first session, the MD walked out and let us asked his wife questions. Only the kaki bodek did ask serious questions. We didn't bother. Among the answers which can bring your hair stand straight.
"He doesn't like children".
"He, like me, think alike. We don't like wet market. We've stopped going to market 15 years ago"
"We don't like people who talk aloud in hypermarket"
"We don't like children. They are humiliating. They are high maintenance. They are embarassing"
"We like other's people's children. We like playing with them. When they are dirty, we can just chuck them out to their own parents. But who do we chuck our own children to when they are dirty?"
I immediately walked out after that.

Then a few games kicked in. One I like is where you pasted a piece of paper at your back and people will take turns writing about what they feel about you. We did to others as well.

I got, "Helpful, sexy, sexy mom, gatal (what?), idea bernas, angelina jolie, hardworking , humble, playful, very dedicated colleague, good leadership but moody, baik hati, nakal ( i think the new MD wrote that), happy go lucky , fun, caring".

Ida got as much but among a few that we can't stop laughing is, "keras, suka belanja makan, suka tolong orang, lawak".

The Snobbish Cobbish Dick got, "Garang, garang tak bertempat, fussy, suka bodek boss".

I wrote, "Weird but fun to new MD".

The Lazy-TapiMauNama-Manager got, "cakap banyak , cakap tak serupa bikin , banyak plan, tak fokus".

We ended that night at Ida's room talking until 2.00 a.m. about the new MD, Snobbish Cobbish Dick and the Lazy-but mau nama-Manager and thought that they three have most of the things in common.

Day 2

True enough. There was a management test where they divide people by 16 categories and those three fell under one common box. I was alone, so did Baie. The rest of the group stand way opposite the three-stooges common box.

I thought we were super-duper brilliant in assessing people.

The girls spent the night at karaoke lounge whilst the men watched the ManUni humiliated by Chelsea. It was cheap, though, RM30 per hour. We sang our hearts out.

Day 3.

It went so fast because I got nothing to write. I couldn't wait to go home.

We stopped by to buy sayur, strawberries. I bought lilies (RM20 for almost 38 stalks) and roses (RM10 for 24).

The lilies were arranged in one vase, blooming steadily.The pink roses look pretty in another vase. Both are at the new work stations.

At least, there were good things to remember this year team building by.

Poem

A few crappy poems written when boredom visited during one of the Seminars attended. Fooh....

Empty Sky

Sometimes I feel the wide bright sky is empty
Sometimes the grey sky makes me happy
How are you?
Have I loved you enough?
Is there any room in my heart for you?

My heart turns away when you are there, waiting, loving
I feel that the eyes are still on me
The eyes are on me
Come towards me and hug me
Embrace me in your arms
I just want to close my eyes and sleep there




Ignorance by Anna Zahara

How come I'm not here
Mommy don't you hear?
Don't you want me?

Confusion
Thought people wait for me
What's stopping you, mommy?

Am I in plain ignorance?
That you are not prepared
Nor preparing

I will wait with love
For you to want me
cause I have faith you will




Plea

Do you hear me when I call you?
Do you hear my plea?
As my heart feel heavy from loving you
I plea that it will open its door to loving you
How could I forget such amazing first love
Come, shine on me
Pour rain on me, so I'l remember the feeling

How could you open my heart to him, not to you?
Are you asking me to plea? Hmm?

Shouldn't you be the one I love greatest?
Should you be the one in my mind?
The name I scribble most?

Come, love me so I'll love you
We should be together
I want to surrender myself to only you

Please stay..
My heart bursts open now
It only needs you to fill it up
How can people always talk about you with such punishments?
They deter me away from you
Where you should be the most loving one
I must stay away from the world
Whose perception is so wrong about you

Guide me
I only hear to you
Do you hear me when I call you?
Show it in the sky
I want to love you




Sifu

When you want to teach me wisdom
Instead I picked up patience
You might want to teach me speaking
Instead I picked up listening
When you want to teach me the meaning of urgency
Instead I have picked up wise thinking

What have I learnt
What have I become, what is me
I am thankful you are with me





What's The Fuss

My love
How come we have stopped holding hands
But I realized
We rarely do so before
So what's the fuss

My love
How come you have stopped
Buying me flowers
But I realized
You rarely do so before
So what's the fuss


Yield

Come
Sit by my window
Look out the grass outside
Do they smell?

Peep in
The carpet I have inside
What color do you see?

Yield to me
I want to love
The hero in my sky