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Hello there.

Wah sudah lama saya tak update. Saya juga rindu untuk mengupdate. Mungkin blog pun rindu untuk saya update. Perasan.

Semalam balik-balik saya tak boleh access Facebook. Something to do with the server.
Bila tak boleh nak access, baru sedar betapa addicted nya saya kat webpage ni. Isk2.

Tapi sebenarnya bila dah tak boleh access, macam-macam perkara lain boleh dibuat. Contohnya basuh baju, gosok baju, siapkan homework, makan, baca buku cerita dan macam-macam benda lain. Tapi tak sedar sebab selama ni rasa macam tak cukup masa saje, rupanya habis dekat Facebook. Aiyo.

Kalau dulu, addicted kat tv. Bukan saya seorang, semua orang dalam rumah kecuali ibu saya. Jadi ibu saya jadi super hot dengan perangai kami yang asyik melekat depan tv walaupun yang ada cumalah cerita Tamil yang sorang pun tak paham. Lantas, disebabkan terlalu geram, ibu saya mengambil gunting dapur dan potong wayar tv, oh yeah.

Sepanjang minggu tidak bertv, bilik saya berkemas, buku cerita yang saya beli pun saya dapat habiskan, dan macam2 perkara berfaedah lain yang dapat saya buat. Ada hikmahnya wayar tv dipotong, hilang semua addiction.

Hm sama juga pada semua addiction. Rokok contohnya, saya hairan bagaimana manusia mampu menahan diri dari merokok sepanjang puasa, tapi sebaik sahaja berbuka, terus nak merokok.

Saya ada terbaca satu cerita, di mana seorang lelaki terperangkap dalam lori sejuk beku (lori peti ais tu) yang rosak. Namun sebab dia tak tahu yang lori tu rosak, dia rasa macam dia akan mati sebab terperangkap dalam lori yang sejuk. Esoknya, orang ramai hairan sebab lelaki tadi dijumpai mati dalam lori yang suhunya sama dengan suhu luar. Jadi itu semua cumalah dalam minda kita, sebab kita percaya sesuatu benda tu, maka seluruh tubuh akan bertindak mengikut kepercayaan sang minda.

Ada juga saya dengar pakar motivasi bercerita, bila dia tutup mata seorang peserta dan beritahu pada si peserta,'saya akan cucuhkan api pada jari kamu sekejap'. Tetapi pakar motivasi mencucuhkan ais pada jari si peserta. Bila dibuka matanya, jarinya ada sedikit melecur. Disebabkan seluruh tubuh bertindak mengikut minda yang percaya bahawa jari akan dicucuh api, jari tersebut melecur walaupun hanya dicucuh dengan ais. Hairan, dan saya pun tak pasti sejauh mana kebenarannya, tapi moralnya: Minda kita memainkan satu peranan yang sangat besar bagi tubuh kita bertindak.

Jika minda kita percaya kita perlukan A, seluruh tubuh akan bertindak seolah-olah tidak dapat hidup kalau tak ada A. Kalau minda kita percaya B akan buatkan kita stress, seluruh tubuh akan bertindak seolah-olah menyokong kepercayaan minda kita.

Jadi positive kan minda. Sekadar ingatan kepada diri sendiri.
Namun, mudahnya berkata-kata...

Bye2.

Right track.

"Aishah, you are on the right track... and I have to tell you this." and the conversation went on for about 2 minutes.

Hurm.... I was grateful that my boss told me this the other day.

Although I was motivated, somehow I was not that convinced.

How do I know that I am on the right track? I can do whatever you ask me to, but it does not necessarily mean that I am on the right track. What track are you talking about?

But people say you have to listen to what others say about you to understand yourselves better.

Why? Simply because they see what you don't.

I guess I am on the right track now, but the destination may change. All I need to do is to make sure the direction I choose is the right one, and stay focus on the right track. Eh?

Boss, what do you mean by 'the right track'??

I see so many different directions...how do I choose?

Letih, letih.

Hai letihnya saya, mungkin gara-gara cuaca panas walaupun duduk dalam kawasan beraircond sepanjang masa.

Kebelakangan ini, saya dirundung rasa kurang senang apabila saya tahu, ada satu kepercayaan yang diberikan pada saya, sedang saya yakin saya tidak layak menerimanya.

Jadi gimana harus kulakukan?

Cuba yang terbaik agar kepercayaan itu layak saya terima? Bak kata mat saleh, "trust is something that you have to earn...".

Tapi saya penat laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Saya rasa macam octopus tak cukup tangan...

Saya suka untuk mencuba yang terbaik, tapi bukan untuk memenangi kepercayaan, rasa hormat atau segala macam rasa positif yang lain.

Mesti korang kata aku ni pikir banyak sangat. Haiya...

Manisnya Bercinta.

Pengalaman ke hospital sememangnya tidak pernah membawa perasaan yang senang pada saya. Namun pasti ada adegan-adegan yang dapat saya jadikan pedoman hidup yang mudah untuk kita lihat di wad-wad hospital.

Ketika melangkah masuk ke wad 8, rata-rata pesakit adalah warga emas, termasuklah atuk saya seorang.

Semalam, kami pulang ke kampung untuk menjenguk atok abah yang ditahan wad disebabkan pening-pening setelah jatuh di tandas minggu lepas.

Memandangkan hari Isnin Johor tak cuti, waktu melawat tidaklah seperti public holiday. Jadi untuk mengisi masa sementara menunggu jam 12 tengah hari, mak dan abah saya ajak ke Giant. Beli punya beli, tengok-tengok kami dah terlewat setengah jam. Janji dengan atok mak kita pergi hospital tengok atok abah pukul 12.

Jadi kami pun bergegas pulang. Sampai ke rumah, atok mak dah pun selesai makan tengah hari dan sudah mula mengenakan tudung. Kami pun cepat-cepat makan, bersiap dan bergerak ke hospital. Abah, seperti biasa mengambil jalan yang senang padanya, tapi pelik pada orang lain. Melihatkan laluan yang tak seperti biasa, atok mak mula resah dan sebuk bertanya, "Bukan belok sana ke, bukan ke situ ke, bukan itu bukan ini...", seolah-olah risau kami takkan tiba ke hosiptal yang dituju.

Sampai di hospital, cepat-cepat atok mak minta diturunkan di pintu masuk, walaupun ada tempat turun yang sebenarnya lebih dekat dengan wad atok abah. Mungkin lebih rela dia percepatkan langkah daripada menunggu abah saya berlegar-legar mencari arah betul ke wad.

Sampai di lif, atok mak terus masuk dan kami pun naik tingkat 3. Sebaik pintu lif terbuka, bergegas atok mak keluar dan masuk ke wad walaupun jelas kami sudah tersalah wad. Atok abah kan lelaki, tapi semua dalam wad tu perempuan. Atok mak berkeras nak juga bertanya pada misi, mana atok abah? Setelah diyakinkan salah wad, kami pun bergegas turun ke tingkat 2.

Sampai saja di katil atok abah, atok abah senyum simpul. Mak Su yang sudah ada di sisi mula mengomel, "Mana korang pergi ni lambat? Abah dah bising dah, mana mak? Mana mak? Dari tadi dia bising...".

Sebaik sahaj atok mak duduk, mulalah mereka berborak-borak seolah-olah ada seribu satu cerita yang ingin atok mak kongsi bersama dengan atok abah.

Haha. Saya pun kurang pasti kenapa saya tulis ni, tapi jelas tampak kerinduan di wajah atok mak dan atok abah saya, walaupun pada hakikatnya atok abah baru sahaja ditahan wad satu malam. Kemesraan mereka terserlah walaupun kalau dirumah, tidak nampak langsung keromantikan mereka berdua hehe.

Sungguh saya seronok melihat cinta atok abah dan atok mak saya yang bertahan sampai ke cicit, dan pasti akan terus bertahan sampai ke akhir hayat mereka.

The last Friday of the month.

Today started with a beautiful morning.

I was able to go to work later than usual...not sure if this is good because today is actually a day off for us.

After I did a short mental accounting on my way to work, I decided to park at the cheapest but farther parking lot. I was not sure if this is good because it only saves me RM1.5o.

I managed to get a parking under a tree, in the shade. After so many times leaving my car under the sun, this time it would stay comfortably in the shade, and I even put up the wipers. But I was still not sure if this is good, because the parking was so far at the back, as the area was almost full when I arrived.

After work...

Pay was already in last week, so I thought I would save some portion in the fund. I went down, withdrew some money and started heading to the other bank across the road. Then I saw the heavy pour.

Luckily I had my umbrella with me, but I was not sure if this is good, because the umbrella was too small, it only managed to cover the top half of my body. On top of my small umbrella, thanks to the awesome drivers who seemed to accelerate right through the puddle in front of me. My pants were soaking when I finally reached the bank. And to my disappointment, the bank was already closed.

Since I was already half soaked, I decided to just walk to my car, and yes, the parking was not nearby. I was relieved when I finally got into the car. As I was putting away the umbrella behind my seat, then I realized that I haven't put the wipers back to its place.

When everything was set, I drove to the parking exit. Despite the cheap parking fees, the management seems to maintain a proper system where they give you tickets that you have to return when you leave, after you have paid, of course. I was not sure if this is good, because I'm so used to throwing away my tickets when I park at other areas as they need you to pay as you enter. Because of this habit, I accidentally lost my ticket. "Awak tau tak kalau tiket hilang kena bayar RM10???" After giving some not-so-good excuses, I got away by paying the normal charge, RM4.

So that was my day, and the rain did not stop until I reached home.

Just before I wrote this entry, I read a letter from SPA informing my application for the 5 posts which I did a week ago. Everything seems to be in place, except for one thing. It says,"Jawatan/Latihan yang didaftarkan adalah seperti berikut: Akauntan, Juruaudit,Ahli Fotografi, PTD, Pegawai Hal Ehwal Ekonomi."

Aik? Bila masa pula saya apply Ahli Fotografi ni? Haiyo...

I SEE YOU.

I was busy navigating a ship when my friend suddenly asked me to watch Avatar with her.
I do watch the same movies over and over again, but only Hindustani movies. Haha.

But since some of my colleagues have even watched it for more than 5 times, and can still see it again with full excitement, I thought I would be able to do the same.

So there I went, watching Jake Sully with Natiri for the third time.

And of course, I dozed off several times through out the almost-3-hour show.

It was a great movie indeed, and this is proven through it's rating.

But going deeper, it reflects the real story of how some can think that they are so great, that they can do anything to the others who they consider outsiders.

The best part of the movie was when Jake came back as Toruk Macto, and gave a very inspiring speech to re-build what was once broken: the strong will of the Omaticaya people.

"But we will send them a message, that they can't take whatever they want! That this, this is OUR land!!!"


Wah semangat2.

So it's the first week of 2010...

First week of the year:

1. I had a day-long meeting with other colleagues and boss, to deliberate on our work flows. When I said a day-long, it really took one whole day...

2. I got scolded because there was one thing missing from the work flow, and big boss had already asked for that earlier. After being yelled at, suprisingly I did not feel a thing except, 'Oh my, there are so many things I need to learn...'.

3. Some staffs are urging me to have a slow talk with this person, who seems to have this I-know-everything attitude. I really should have taken up Psychology earlier. That would definitely help.

4. Someone did a mistake (which if I were the boss, I would see that as hmm..ok.) and got sacked. She came to the office not knowing she has been kicked out, and was asked to go home when she's already in the office.

5. My employment is not yet confirmed, although I have no feelings on this at first, looking at how a friend of mine was assessed despite her enthusiasm and hardwork somehow makes me worry.

6. I bought a few inches high wedges which I don't know if I would wear them. Sure I'd look tall!

Hence, despite all the 'things' that happened this week, I managed to end the week well by doing item #6. Keh keh.

2010

Tahun baru sudah tiba.

Haha sebenarnya tahun baru sudah tiba 3 hari yang lepas.

Apa yang menariknya tahun baru? Mungkin belum ada yang menarik, melainkan anda ada perancangan yang menarik untuk dilaksanakan dalam tahun baru.

Jadi apa yang menarik mungkin ada pada tahun lama?

Sudah tentu sebab anda tahu apa yang sudah berlaku, dan anda boleh analisa perkara yang menarik dan kurang menarik yang berlaku dalam tahun sudah.

Bosan bukan?

Apa-apa pun, tahun baru saya agak menarik sebenarnya, sebab saya berada di Port Dickson ketika itu. Berlagak umpama ulat dalam kepompong, baring sahaja tanpa perlu memikirkan perkara-perkara serius seperti kerja, erm.. kerja, dan...erm..kerja?

Walaupun berkali-kali didesak oleh adik yang hampir tamat cuti sekolah, "kalau datang PD untuk tidur kat bilik baik tak payah datang PD!!!", saya tetap meneruskan aktiviti bermalas-malasan pada awal tahun baru...Disebabkan kerja, hampir lupa saya pada erti 'weekend' (haha macam poyo), tentu sekali saya ingin menggunakan waktu-waktu cuti sebaik mungkin.

Namun, perkara-perkara yang indah tidak selalunya berkekalan... menjelang Ahad, saya kembali ke ofis (pasrah bukan?).

Lama sungguh nak tunggu cuti Hari Raya pula.