Friday, November 28, 2008
Good News Bad News
As usual, during lunch hour, I will always drive home to have lunch with my family, and to feed my cat 'Itam' if my siblings forget to do that (owh, they always forget, trust me).
So this is Itam when I was taking her for a ride around Wakaf Che Yeh:
And she was sleeping soundly when I was ready to leave for office in the morning (she love to dig into my comforter. I have to use other selimut for that matter) :
When I reached home for lunch, my sisters were jumping and happily telling me
"Itam dah beranakkkkkk"
and "Yeayyyyy~~" I answered.
"Mana2?" I asked them.
"In your room!"
....
There. At that point I immediately ran into my room and I saw Itam and her children....
IN MY COMFORTER... ON MY BED!!!
I sighed quietly, washed myself, solat Zohor, then makan. After that only I greet Itam and the kittens. Nak buat macam mana... Dah beranak dah pun. Basuh jelah air ketuban tu T__T
At first, Itam was very protective towards the little kittens. I can't even see them. Then I harshly reminded Itam.
"Eh, ni katil sape ni? Sape beli Whiskas hah?"
Then she eventually let me play with the kittens. HA HA HA
Personal is personal. Work is work. So even though I was a bit stressed about my bed, I still have office hour until 5.30 pm. So, here I am, ready for afternoon session of office hour :P
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Dreams
"Mimpi adalah mainan tidur", that's what we always heard right? But are all dreams = mainan tidur? I wonder about that. Even the prophet got revelations through dreams, and sometimes mothers get nightmares when their children are in harm.
I've always have same dreams when I was a teenager. Sometimes for a few days straight. One of the dreams that I remembered most was that I was riding a camel through the desert. A man was holding the string on the camel's neck, a man which I can't remember seeing his face. I don't remember how many times I dreamt of the dream, but I still can remember how it felt.
The surrounding was a little gloomy, maybe it was dawn. I felt cold, and scared of something, but due to the man's present, I felt a little okay inside. Now what was that dream supposed to mean? Haha..
Other dream that I remembered was, one day I got a gold bangle. Forgot who gave it to me, an aunt maybe? But the bangle was really beautiful and glittering and shiny etc etc. I was so happy until somebody woke me up for something which I forgot, then when I tried to sleep again to get into the same dream, I just couldn't. Ah...such a waste. Kakak la ni yang kejut isk..isk...
Nowadays I can only remember nightmares, but not long after I wake up, the memories about the dream just gone. I'm so scared of dark surrounding, and ending up sleeping with the lights on. It started early this year when I got nightmares every night and felt pressure on my chest when I woke up (kena tekan). Sometimes I wasn't even sure whether I was in a dream or not. However, the pain was real... Huuu *scary*scary*
Moral of the story, solat isyak dulu, basuh kaki and baca doa sampai tertido :P
Monday, November 17, 2008
The Wedding
We stayed at Firearm Quarters Transit in Arau. Nice place btw
Before the wedding, I went to the Mak Andam's with the couple. Pose after make ups:
Then comes the ceremony~~
The banner...
Finally...me and nenek
bazir masa, minyak, wang, tenaga dsb nye.... isk isk
Friday, November 14, 2008
YouthSays Real Voices Project
Hi there.
Congratulations! You are one of the 50 chosen youths to represent the voice of young Malaysians in the RM30,000 YouthSays Real Voices project. This means you'll be given 15 'chapters' to blog about, and upon completion, you'll be paid RM500. Every week, you're also eligible to get RM100 bonuses if your writing is deemed honest, and really shows us what you and your life is like.
Rules and regulations:
1 This project has 15 chapters
2 Each week has 3 chapters. Monday, Wednesday, Friday.
3 You can blog about the chapters as much as you want.
4 Each week, 10 bonuses will be given to youths who express themselves:
5 You are encouraged to post pix, videos, audio song, poems, and anything that can help you express yourself.
6 You are given 2 days maximum for each assignment, and must complete them on time. But you can re-blog about past assignments if you like.
7 You CANNOT DROP OUT of the project.
8 If you do drop out, or get disqualified for any reason, you will not be paid ANY money - and you will be disappointing Malaysian youths who are counting on you carry out this historical project.
9 The Real Voices Project Organisers will pay you your money 5 weeks after the project has ended
10 The Real Voices Project Organisers reserve the right to disqualify you from the project at any time if found to have breached any of our terms & conditions
11 The Real Voices Project Organisers are not accountable or liable for any losses which result from your own voluntary involvement
12 The Real Voices Project Organisers are very proud that you are standing up to represent Malaysian youths in this historical project!
The project starts Friday,14th November 2008, and the first topic is "This Is Me". I already published my post :)
http://realvoices.youthsays.com/voices/Kunci/
http://realvoices.youthsays.com/
ouhhh I'm so excited and honored to be invited into such events. YS memang rawk habes!!!
Dari petang asyik berdebar2 je..skrg baru rasa rilex sket. Fuh fuh lega....
ps:wish me luck my pren~
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Internship
I work on my precious lappy anyway :p
The environment here? ..is so exciting and relaxing! I'd love to work here after graduation, but who knows...OK! Got a school to design. Till then, chiaow~
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Friendship
So can I still talk about raya? Hihi Syawal dah lepas baru nak masukkan entry raya. It’s not about raya anyway…
My topic is actually friendship.
I’m soooo lucky to have such group of friends that really care and love me. I got girls from my high school and also from my college. Each ‘gang’ got six members including me. All of my high school best friends live in Kelantan (same high school what, so same hometown laaa), but we spread all over
Last raya we reunited again, and celebrated one of our member’s birthday as well. The story went like this:
1.Eman called and said that she’s coming. I told her to come over quickly coz I have an open house to go.