Wishes

Ewan : Which one is better on me Lun, a walking stick or a crutch?
Me : Walking stick, if you want to look like Charlie Chaplin.
Ewan : ..but i want to look like Gandhi!

* Ewan who called me MNG for Miss Nice Girl, picking up some equipment for his broken ankle. I am so sorry dude, get well soon ok! I am still Miss Nice Girl, i hope! (",) ..and please be GOOD! *wink*

Is it enough to love?
Is it enough to breath?
Somebody rip my heart out
And leave me here to bleed
Is it enough to die?
Somebody save my life
I'd rather be anything but ordinary please

Anything But Ordinary -Avril Lavigne

Life is suffering

Working won three quarter of those, or maybe a whole of that. The pain herein presented forces and struggle, for the most part, to remain paid every month, to live better, to achieve something, to be somebody, to eat and to feed, and mostly to get blessing from God. Work is a series of problems. Do we want to moan about them or solve them? Moan first, then solve. *big grin*

I found my current job as a Research Officer is quite a tough piece of work. Thus, I am hired as a RO for my company, suppose to be spending my time figuring out how I ought to broaden the product quality and quantity, get to the bottom of some production problems, thinking of some new method which have less surveillance and man capacity and continuously striving the company’s achievement so far. I am ok with that but, on the awful side, I am working all alone. Carrying tones of responsibilities by my ownself is not amusing at all.

So, lepaking at my new found favorite spot whenever I can is most pleasurable. It is sited on top of a hill where I can see Shah Alam in whole; the mosque, High Court, Concorde Hotel, Plaza Masalam et cetera. Sure it is not like the feeling of two weeks vacation that takes me far away from the city and out of the reach of work, but the point is relaxation, not luxury.

And yesterday, on top of the hill, I learnt a new thing: postman still deliver letter 6:30 pm. Kesian… Moral of the story: bersyukurlah dapat jadi RO than a postman!

I am

I am down with frustration. Have you ever believe on someone so badly; telling them whatever crosses your mind, wishpering your secrets, but in the end they reveal to the whole world about it. Yeah.. it really hurts! Ouchsss! I shouldn't believe that innocent face.

I am demotivated. Demoralized. Work is not helping, so much thing to think, yet so little grey matter work intensely. I sit 1 hour minimum everyday to figure out what am i doing and realize that i did nothing.

Am looking for a vacation.
Am waiting for fresher air.
Am wanting to make lot of haikus!

Speak

How could i best knowing you
So that no significant thought will be missing
Definite thing shall always remembered
and not forgotten.

Belati sukma
Melarik merah rindu
Guruh merusuh.

A new leaf

Hello everybody.. ada orait ka?

I am good. Really. Cuma ketaktahuanarah setiap kali nak menulis. Bila nak menulis ada saja halangan. Anak menangis mintak susu. Kalau tidak pun lampin penyerapan bergandanya dah lencun dek air hancing warna kuning. Kalau tidak pun anak ajak main. Kalau tidak pun bapaknya pulak bising mintak makan. Oh, tapi ini cuma penipuan semata-mata. Tak ada anak nangis, tak ada bapaknya yang lapar.

Sebenarnya, memang sudah kering idea nak menulis. Dari menulis perkara remeh-temeh dan bukan-bukan, baik dibiarkan saja kosong, tak ada tulisan. Tapi ada yang bising suruh tulis apa-apa. Dia letakkan blog ini macam indicator, kalau tak menulis, penulisnya mungkin dah kembali ke alam baqa'.. tapi helah kau MT, memang menjadi. Aku pun jadi takut, takut-takut kalau ada orang dah baca tahlil untuk aku, hehe..

Dan ada seorang lagi pun bertanya kenapa aku tak menulis lagi di sini, aku pun jawab tak ada idea, kalau ada pun mungkin cuma cerita pasal kita. Dia kata nanti jadi blog untuk adults pulak. Adults! heheh.. Aku kan dah adults kan? haha.. Tapi itulah, aku still tak tahu nak tulis menulis apa, harapnya lepas post yang ini dapatlah aku menulis lagi. Cerita karut marut, merapu meraban lagi. (tapi antara kita bukan karut, merapu..)

* Kepala masih sakit lagi Kak M, kehilangan anak akak masih lagi memberati otak saya.
** Terima kasih kiriman buku, Fendi! Nanti aku pulangkan sebagai hantaran :)
*** Selamat pengantin baru Suhana, Liza, Wahida, Shahida, Fikri.
**** dan terakhir sekali for you S, thank you so much, for everything. You mean a lot in my life.