The day I was born.

>> Tuesday, March 29, 2005

I didn't know-

1. There was a tremor last night. Two times, but I slept all night through like a dog;

2. Everybody in my apartment gathered on the compound in fear of building collapse;

3. The police came to check everybody had already out of their apartment. (But obviously they didn't check on us);

4. Reporters of both print and electronic media came to cover the news;

until H (who live in the same apartment) told me as I walked to the office.

AND

5. I didn't know it's my birthday.

Until Lynn wished me as I walked pass her.

To think about it, Lynn might purposely be coming early in the morning, since I seldom see her in her seat when I arrived at the office, to be the first person to wish me. Heh.

Ye kan Lynn? Eleh, jangan la memalu nak mengaku :P

Geez, I'm old. No wonder I even forget my own birthday.

xoxoxo

Budak, hari ni berapa hari bulan? Pandang penuh konspirasi.
Huh? 29. Muka selamba badak.
Jegil mata raksasa gorgon.
Aaa? Ooo. Makin selenge, gorilla pon kalah.

Eee... rasa nak ketuk-ketuk je.

So? Takde pe pe ke?
Saya tak selebret birthday.

DUH.


xoxoxo

SMS from in laws
Received:
Happy Birthday, Tini! Bla bla bla Hope Ahmad remembered your birthday.

Replied:
Thank you. Well, he just gave me his emotionless expression when I asked him what day is today. As expected.

Received:
At least you're cool! Kalau K.X mesti dah merajuk.

Replied:
Yeah. No bracelet for me, thank you.

Received:
Perhaps you should sms this to your hubby. Mana lah tau malam ni dia ajak to a nice dinner.

Replied:
Takpe, I tak kisah pon. No merajuking is going to change him. Dah paham dah dia tu :)

He's lucky that I don't have the energy to play the sulking game this year. Carrying the extra baggage is already too tiring to engage in a battle.

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Robbed in broad daylight.

>> Monday, March 28, 2005

If you think Maybank is the best bank in Malaysia, think again. (This is not intended to attack its employee though :D)

My husband draw his money from one Maybank ATM last week. He never got his money though.

Until today.

But his account had already been deducted. What the???

He had reported to Maybank MidValley branch. Promises were made, but until today, we were deprived of smelling the hard earned money.

It seems that that particular ATM always had problems. So, why haven't Maybank do something about it?

RM1,500 is quite big for some miskin-fella like us. We know la the bank has the largest customer base or whatever, but that is going to change if the customers didn't get what we are supposed to get. Which is, our own money. And the high quality of service that Maybank is supposed to provide.

As soon as we're able to solve this problem, Mat Sojourn* is so going to switch to Bank Islam.

* New nickname for the tabligh-turned-Pejuang Sojourn Mat Tabligh :D

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Don't get him wrong.

>> Wednesday, March 23, 2005

I think I gave a lot of wrong impression about him addicted to Sojourn. Yes, he is beyond-help addicted, but it is not all bad.

It's just me being such a sour woman.

As a doting wife, I should be happy for him right? I should be happy when he's happy. And when you love somebody, you love him/her for who he/she is, not for what you want him/her to be. I love him then (and still is), seven years ago, when he was already a Sojourn addict, so why bitter now?

Perhaps I should blame his brain. I can't expect him to be like the normal ideal husband, when he's too genius for that.

I mean, what do you call a guy who; didn't go to class, didn't do his assignments, sometimes didn't go to mid-term test, did his supposedly-one-year research paper only one month before submission - all that thanks to Sojourn - but still didn't flunk his degree in telecommunication engineering, one of the hardest engineering of all, which means that his final exam paper alone is enough to get him through university; if not a genius?

A genius need to exercise their brain with something mega. If not, they'll go kapoot.

And, when I think about it deeply, the game also enhance his already-genius mental ability. Since the game needs a good imagination of routes and scene, because as I told earlier it's all pure text, not even a single picture of dragon, and if they do, the dragon is something made of XXXX and TTTT if you know what I mean, so the game is a real exercise for the brain, especially the long term memory. (Sadly though, his short term memory lost its screw already. Kept on forgetting where he put his things)

Imagine this. He's driving, and somebody called him for a technical problem at sites. He'll go instructing this and this and that, step by step, with his hands on the wheel, his eyes on the road, and without a computer in front of him. It's like, he has all the computer instruction memorized in his head. Telan buku manual ke hapa tu?

Then, if someone reports a problem which involves vendors, he goes reporting it like,

I want to report site, number XXXXXXXXXX.
The contact person is so and so.
The contact no. is XXXXXXXXX.

Without blinking.

I was like, hello??? How do you remember all that numbers, without looking at your user manual?

And he has like, 200 sites?

I should be proud of him.

Actually, I am. I had always been. It just that I didn't really want to say it. Or show it.

But if you really look into my eyes when I'm complaining, you can see the love.



.............. damn lame.

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His First.

Selasa, 22 Mac 2005
8.22 malam

Kali pertama Ameer menyebut "Rak!", to tell that he had berak-ed.

Heh.

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Just rambling.

>> Monday, March 21, 2005

"Sapa berak?"
"Iye!" with his hand in the air.

Heh. If I wasn't in the bathroom, harus la aku ROTFL.

xoxoxo

Perhatian: Posting sebelum ini adalah rupabentuk sebenar permainan Sojourn seperti mana yang terpapar di tetingkap Telnet. Bukan Sumber Koda. Ya, permainan tersebut adalah teks semata.

p/s: itu baru skit, tak tengok lagi mantera2 yang digunakan oleh Pejuang Sojourn Terbilang, Mat dah-tak Tabligh, untuk melawan pihak musuh :P


xoxoxo

Ten Steps for Successful Weekend:

1. Rise and shine as early as the sun. Well, you really don't have a choice. Some kids tend to wake up early. If you don't follow suit, they'll pledge to make you life miserable. Like, slamdunking on your stomach.

2. For time consuming, you let the washing machine works while you sleep. Morning came, you hang the clean laundry while the weather is still nice, and not so hot. Plus, there's a lot of birds outside the balcony to entertain your kids.

3. Blackmail your husband for an outing for an excellent solution of your kids whimpy behavior. (Plus, you'll trick him into buying lunch instead of you preparing it) Start blackmailing one hour before, because it's not easy for men to give up their PS2.

4. Leave the house before 10 when the young couples in love is still in slumber. Before 11 is acceptable. Never 12, because these lovesick peeps usually date for lunch and cinema.

5. If you only managed to get out of the house after 12, due to your husband's fierce battle with dragons, don't go to MidValley. Instead, go to AmCorp Mall. You'll save energy from cursing the traffic jam and parking.

6. Make sure that the outing involves places which will easily amuse your kids. Like, in One Utama, they have Rainforest and a huge tank glass where you can see fishes inside (including baby shark), and Pets Wonderland. Get ready for your kids embarassing squels of delight. Its okay though, since whatever kids do is cute as long as it does not involve rolling on the floor, kicking and wailing like a wolf in public :P

7. Best of all, all the excitement will make your kids dog-tired. They'll sleep as soon as you get in the car, until late in the evening.

8. While they are sleeping, it's your happy time. You can watch the tv, read your Meg Cabot, daydream as you flip the IKEA catalog yada yada yada. For some good moms and wives, perhaps you spend your time folding the clean clothes, picking the toys on the floor, vacuuming, preparing for dinner, you know kinds of things Aida/Aini might do :D

9. Use the night to prepare for the weekdays. Put all your kids stuff is their nursery bag. Iron office attires. Pick underwears and stokings. Ensure your handbag has everything you need. (OK, so I lied. I do these on office-days morning. Iron cincai only :P) And, don't forget to watch The Apprentice.

Most importantly,

10. Ignore your sojourn-addict husband as you do the chores. There's no point striking conversation (read: nag) when he's high.

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For those who curious.

The Purple Rothe Commons Room
Exits: -N -D
A suit of jet black chainmail lays in a heap upon the ground.
A spiked black mace lyas in the dust here.
A small battleaxe with a red blade lays here.
A Zhentarim diplomat sits on a stool here, looking very uncomfortable.
An illithid priest of Maanzecorian sits at a table here, meditating.
An enigmatic traveler lurks in the shadows, observing the inn.
Viconia the innkeep wanders about the room here, serving drinks.
< 472h/442H 186p/186P 129v/130V >
< P: std > n
Ust Circle - North
Exits: -E -S -W
A merchant from Tethyr strolls about fearfully, eyes downcast.
e
< 472h/442H 186p/186P 128v/130V >
< P: std > Ust Circle - North
Exits: -N -E -S -W -D
A ravenar fountain gurgles softly here.
A large bulletin board is mounted here.
A drunken drow stumbles about here, muttering to himself.
A slavering hell hound growls deep in its throat.
< 472h/442H 186p/186P 127v/130V >
< P: std > who evil s

Don't look at me.

For enquiries, personally contact En. Ahmad at 013-SOJOURN.

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Shopaholic in KB.

>> Thursday, March 17, 2005

Yahoo!

Beli maternity dress di Kota Bharu. Bersinar-sinar mata bila tengok price tag.

:shing shing:

Bestnya sebab,
i. islamisasi - kat KL, susahnya lahai nak cari yang islamisasi
ii. cun - kat KL, kalau islamisasi mesti huduh (fesyen industry kat mesia nih memang conspiring against muslim women)
iii. sangat2 murah, sepasang hanya RM29.90 - kat KL, RM99.90 ke atas, tapi rege di Jalan TAR mungkin tak semahal ini
iv. panjang - mostly baju yang aku jumpa mesti senteng. yg ni, ngam betol labuh dia.

Yang lain-lainnya tak best........ especially the long travelling part.

p/s: Eni, ko beli kat KB je la hehehehe.

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Encounter with B.

>> Friday, March 11, 2005

8.32 pagi
MyNews

Dekat rak nasi lemak
Aku: Fulamak, camne kau menten body ah? (Baca: Tak boroi mcm kebiasaan lelaki berkawin)
B: Eheh, itulah.. aku OK jek.
Aku: Oookaaayy jeeek.

Berjalan ke peti sejuk, amek air kotak.
B: Eh, Kent tak tido ke haa main game?
Erk, camne dia tau nih hehe.
Aku: Itulah, tadi pagi dia tido kol 4.15.
B: Pergh.. dia tak bekerja ke?

Berjalan ke cashier.
Aku: Keje aaaa.
B: Abis tu camne? Macam mana dia keje.
Aku: Hehe, entah. Dia Kluang Man kot.

Dalam barisan.
B: Ko tak marah ke? N tanya gak, ko tak kisah ke Kent asek main game je. Kalau N, membebel.
Aku: Hehe, ko tau le dia. Takde maknanya membebel.
B: Aku dah agak dah Kent tu HAHAHA.
Aku: Takpela, terima saja dia seadanya. (Baca: Ayat cover line)
B: Bagus bagus. Tapi, dia kalau jaga baby OK kan? Tu ari tengah main, dia kata kejap2, nak jaga ke hapa.
Aku: Oh, itu hahahaha. Aku protes, aku nak buat keje aku. (Baca: Abeskan buku Meg Cabot)

Sampai giliran B.
Aku: Ko pon main gak ke?
B: Aku main jugak. Tapi takde la sepower Kent. Sampai malam macam tu. (Correction bang, sampai pagi lerr)
Aku: Hehe.
B: Eh, OK ah. Aku pegi dulu.
Aku: OK.

See? Even his friends are puzzled with his excessive obsession to Sojourn.

Note: N wife B.

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My precious comic books.

>> Thursday, March 10, 2005

Everybody is conspiring against me.

My neatly arranged Detective Conan were not neat anymore. In fact, they were all over the floor. Their nice detachable cover was detached, crumpled and scattered. Oh, my precious!

:wolf wail:

I could only stared hopelessly, as the culprit happily giving me his satisfaction smile. I was fuming like a steam locomative inside, but I couldn't let it out. How could I? when he thought he was just being cute. Looking at how sparkling his eyes were, and the way he smiled from ear to ear, showing his rabbit-like teeth.

Furthermore, it was just another indication of his obsession to books. Which is good, actually. No mother wants her child to be book-hater.

And the father, who was only two footsteps away, did not do anything to prevent that from happening. Well, I can't really blame him though. As I had mentioned before, male brain can only function for one thing at a time. When their hands, eyes and mind are glued to the computer, you can't expect them to even notice an earthquake.

This is what I get over Meg Cabot. I should have known not to bring Princess in Pink home.

Curiosity will surely kill me at this young age.

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Workaholic. Uhuk!

>> Tuesday, March 08, 2005

[1] In the car:"No sojourn for tonight. I need to do my work, and you need to entertain Ameer."
First reminder upon reaching home:"No sojourning."
Second:"After Isya' is my turn."

His hands were finally off the keyboard at 8.30 p.m.

[2] Now. I regret that I wasted two hours of precious office time to satisfy my inappropiate desire for unintelligent analysis on hantu, which does not in any way contribute to the improvement to the life of human beings. On a second thought though, it does contribute a little bit, since fear is human's greatest enemy, and many humans fear hantu. That human might be you. Heh.

Anyway, had I spent my time efficiently this evening, I may not need to force my eyes to wide awake and my brain to function for something much more constructive. Well, not to say that analysing the bitching in America's Next Top Model is not constructive as well as a waste of time, but no one can argue that preparing product plans is a real challenge to your mental disability. If you give me a choice though, there's no way I would choose a product plan over ANTM. IF.

Time for beauty sleep. Tada.

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Ghost.

I'll bet the new building would have even more hantus than the existing one.

Both buildings were abandoned in 1997 due to economic recession. Menara however, was occupied in 2002. During our first years, there were many stories of conflict between 'that-thing' and human beings. The conflict might not be intentional, since both 'that-thing' and us human being shares the building and how would they know that just a mere glimpse of appearance would scare us like death, not to mention that perhaps we were the ones to scare them just like what The Others tried to tell us, but there were a few naughty ones, so the stories goes.

As time goes by, we didn't hear any of the stories anymore. We were told then, that the Management had managed to get Prof Harun Din, or someone as good as him in this ghostbuster business, to solve the problem. This is MAJOR problem, you know. How do you expect people to work in a building knowing that 'that-thing' too roam the place? No one dared to OT, and mostly leave the office as soon as the clock ticks five. Employee performance suggestfully went unsatisfactory. 'Suggestfully' because no matter what you do, people may still not perform, heh --> Pesanan Penaja: Change, people. Change!

OK, enough crap. Now back to my hantu story. So, this guy managed to coax the 'that-thing' and transported them to a place where they should belong, in Genting Highland or somewhere in the jungle. If you've ever wonder why the ride up Genting Highland is creepy or something, now you know. But please don't let this maybe-true-maybe-not story deter you from having fun in Genting :wink: They got super VIP ride in a bus, yes you heard me right, which make me wonder what a brave bus driver. He should be given a year bonus.

Datuk, how about our bonus? :flirty eyes:

Off course there were 'stone head' ones, refusing to move. Why move, Menara had been their homes like forever, and human beings were the ones who invaded their home. OK, I'm just putting myself in their shoes la kan, not that I have six sense or understand their language whatsoever. To solve this problem, our tere guy here made them promised that they should never mess with human beings, make any appearance, or purposely scare people in Menara. If this promise ever broken, stricter actions will be taken. I don't really know what the actions are since I was not told in detail, but perhaps the guy threatened to make them vanished forever or something as severe. It must be quite a severe punishment, since there were no stories of them ever since.

After looking at the historical details of such a building, it may suggest that the new building that I will occupy in perhaps a few weeks or months, which had never been occupied for say nine years, will experience such a thing. In fact, the conflicts may be a little bit heavier, looking at the many years of abandon. However, some people had moved, but no stories yet. Perhaps the Management have been a lot more proactive. They have settled the problem even before they arises. Which is good, because employee emotional state will be greatly affected by such supernatural conflict, eventually affecting employee performance and organization as a whole. But let see, OK. Who knows that perhaps 'that-thing' just waiting for perfect timing and more audience to scare, which may provides personal satisfaction, as well as boost their self esteem and pride.

Or, I may have 'unauthorized' excessive time and unoccupied brain capacity to think of such a thing when I should be thinking of more intellectual stuff like, why hasn't Donald Trump fire Ivana?

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Sunday Movie.

>> Monday, March 07, 2005

Love love love love As Good As It Gets.

The movie was so beautifully written. Need not a handsome lad, or a beautiful maiden to make it as interesting as it is.

The last speech by Jack Nicholson, is oh so touching! Old women heart like mine found it too hard to handle. Ameer must have been very puzzled with the outburst. If only he was awake last Sunday afternoon, though.

No wonder the movie won an Oscar for the Best Movie of the year.

Perhaps, the fact that it was our first movie date back in 1998 make it even more beautiful.

Ahem.

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She always do this.

>> Friday, March 04, 2005

Received from Boss at 3/3/05 2.25 p.m.
Dear Hartini,
Pls prepare the product brief as required by A. Pls use the template as attached. If possible, please complete it by end of the day. I need to go through before we get endorsement from GM. TQ.

Replied at 3/3/05 4.21 p.m.
Dear Puan B,
With the *toot* hormones that dwindles my brain capability by perhaps half plus the need to submit a welcoming speech for Mr. C tommorrow morning, there is minimal probability that I can finish it by today.

This means that there is no need of you to approve my leave for tommorrow.

.....

Yes, I actually emailed her that. I didn't know what came to me. Thank God performance appraisal is over.

And I do hope she didn't realised the sarcism in my last sentence.

Perhaps I'm Meg Cabot overdosed.

Anyway, gotta memorize this mantra in my head. Change! Change! Change!

Work for the Organization, not the other way around.

Love your job, and have fun!

:flash silly smile to the computer:

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Of Boys and Boss.

>> Thursday, March 03, 2005

But everyone knows that guys are like dogs - their short-term memory is completely nil. You tell them your favorite fictional character is Xena, Warrior Princess, and the next thing you know, they are going on about how your favorite fictional character is Xica of Telemundo. Boys just don't know any better, on account of how their brains are too filled up with stuff about modems and Star Trek Voyager and Limp Bizkit and all.

Mia Thermopolis, in Princess Diaries IV


EXACTLY! Couldn't agree more.

As for my case, as I was saying about his son's formula milk needed to be stocked so he was supposed to turn right to get to the shop, he just take the route home. I suspect that he was thinking about his favorite game, Sojourn, and couldn't wait to get his hands on the keyboard. Which is true, since the first thing he did upon reaching home is to switch on the computer.

"Er, what about Ameer's milk?"
"Eh, I forgot!"
"I told you many times already, and just reminded you a minute ago."
"Your conversation with Ameer about birds in the sky corrupted my brain."

Now, that's something new. The excuse, I mean.

A friend of mine told me, that boys will always love toys. As they grow up, their toys become expensive. How true! You see, when they're small, they play 5-ringgit balls. When they become adults, they bought expensive playstation to play FIFA.



xoxoxo

Sometimes I wonder if my boss realised what my post is, and my colleagues. Because she seemed to always give me my colleagues' work.

Which I don't really know, and she expected me to finish it in a short time, like giving me the work at 2.30 p.m. and must finish before the office hour ends.

As if I don't have anything else to do.

Like, updating my blog and finishing Princess Diaries.

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Pink. Euww.

"Pis, ada kat opis tak ni?"
"Ada. Ada ni ha buku kau kat sini."
"Hehe. Aku nak gi amek la nih."
"Eh buku ko yang mana ha? Ni apa nih, pink-pink."
"Err. Aa, yang pink-pink tu aku punya la tuh kot. Hehehehe."

Malu-malu.

Hampeh tol publisher Meg Cabot. Tau le cerita Princess Diaries, tapi jangan le buat cover warna pink. Buat malu aku jek.

Nasib baik Aida letak dalam beg plastik MPH.

Nota mental: Beli wrapper and selotip. Buat stamp nama, alamat rumah, email address.

Soalan: Patut wrap dengan transparent wrapper or wrapper kertas warna warni supaya org tak nampak cover pink?

Jawapan: Hek eleh, dah baca chic lit, memang la warna-warni girlish. Malu-malu konon!

Borong buku sampai deficit,
POOODAH CHIT!

xoxoxo

Kemalasan berganda-ganda.

Keupayaan menaakul berkurang lapan kali ganda. Agaknya processor aku dah crash.

Graf kesabaran menurun.

Intonasi suara meninggi.

Kebarangkalian melawan cakap orang atasan bertambah.

Adakalanya rasa nak menjawab I don't give a damn pada bos. I want to sleep, sleep, sleep.

Adakah kerana penilaian prestasi sudah selesai, atau perubahan hormon?

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