Black Is Not My Color

Yesterday i decided to wear an all black baju kurung kedah, black tudung with black open toe wedges. Friday la hari yg agak kurang semangat nak go work sebab x tau nk buat ape with 2hrs++ lunch break. Jd sebab tu la kena pakai baju ikut mood gitu..

Bulan puasa ni x minum kopi. Jadi bile pegi keje pagi2 tu, mata mmg syahdu panjang. And at the same time, still being a speed demon (yg tetap ikut speed limit lah, cume lebih 4km/h je dr limit..). It was a bit late, as shown by the less congested traffic on jln skudai highway. Waheeyyy dlm hati. Took a left turn, masuk jln pontian..drove straight sampailah kat second traffic light yg nk u-turn tu UTM bile tibe-tibe je.. *SCreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech*... muaaaaah

Maka hampir la gue tercium punggung kereta kt depan.Naza Sutera kaler ijau JJU 499. HAMPIR. the word is HAMPIR.

Pas2 da insiden tu, i got off the car quickly, malas nk create a scene kt tgh2 jln yg sesak tu.. akak keter depan punye la lembap kuar kereta. i inspected the bumper, thank god xde scratch walau sebesar kutu kucing pon. i swear!! legaaaa hati den. so i told the akak abt it as she got off her car and i apologized profusely. But the akak in front insist mmg i cium punggung kereta dia. Katanye "KALAU DA ADE BUNYI TU MEANS DA LANGGAR LAH!!!" dgn mata beliak dan bibir lipstick merah nyala die tu die tengking aku.. adehh sakit jantung gue.. Sabarrrrr

"Akak, buat pe saya nk tipu akak. Saya ckp betul, akak tgk la sendiri. Kalau betul langgar mesti ade kesan kt kereta saya jugak," kata gue.

She stomped her way to the back of her car, crouching.. belek2 bumper.. usap2.. x puas hati camne according to her.. 'bleh ade bunyi tapi langsung xde kesan kt keter die'.

So i cakap.. "mungkin bunyi tu dr tayar saya. sbb jln pn berpasir and saya press brake kuat2"

And dia sambung lagi.. "Tapi tadi ada bunyi!! Takkan la x langgar!!"

And then die buat sesuatu yang sangat la menyakitkan hati gue yg da mule panas tu.. ye lah jln sesak abis x nk lebih kurang.. ckp pn ganas aje..

Nak tau die buat ape??

Die pegi la tekan2 bumper dia.. tolak2.. tarik2... and sambil tu telling me.. "HAA TGK NI.. BUMPER NI MCM DA LONGGAR!"

"hanginnnnnnnnnnnn.. mmg laaa kalau bumper keter biasa pn kite tekan2.. tarik2.. ade goyang!! da namanye buat dr fibre glass.. keter akak kn buatan CHINA plak tu!! xkn la keter akak buat dr besi kelui plak!!!," kata gue.. dalam hati la.. eheh

dlm ketidak puasanhatinya, die pn berkata sambil mengembangkn lubang idungnye.. "Ada nombor tepon x.. bagi je la in case kalau ade ape2."

Dalam hati gue plak "ape 'in case tu'? balik ni nk g terajang tu bumper kasi cabut and then said my fault lah eh?".. tu kata2 gue.. DALAM HATI

Reluctantly i gave her my number, cos i was already late for work, org kiri kanan dok tgk2 dua lady driver ni tersadai tepi jln tanpa ade kesan ape2 kt kereta masing2.. Seriously langsung x bleh lebih kurang ni akak.. sambil bagi no tepon tu ade niat nk kasi salah nombor.. heheh.. tp nasib baik la bulan pose xde setan, so bagi je la nombor tu..

I salam her and mintak maaf agn.. die langsung x genggam tgn gue.. Sabarrrrrrr

And so i sped off.. dgn hati yg membara2 tapi insaf.

pas ni nk pakai baju kaler OREN plak.

Minggu Ini

ini la pertama kali pengalaman bekerja dalam bulan puasa. satu soalan je nak tanye pada para2 veteran semua, how u all tahan ngantuk eh?? seriously, kol 11.30 pagi je da weng weng.. melayang2 dah.. nk tido tghari xde tempat.. tambahan pula now i am without my coffee.. sebabnye kalau minum kopi pas sahur, jawabnye berjaga la terus dr kol 4.30pagi tu sampai la ke petang.. without nap.. kongsi2 la petua ye?

btw, now i have my own desk, pc (pentium duo tuh) and scanner yg besarnye mcm anak dinosaur tapi lajuuuuuu.. im involved dlm projek mendigitalkn semua photograph in the collection dr zaman tok adam dulu sampai la now.. time scan gmbr x ngantuk.. tp time nk categorizekn gmbr2 tu yg x larat.. dok tenung pc lama2..

gitulah kesahnye..

p/s: x nk order biskut?

Bisnes misnes

This is the latest craze in Adik's class, which made me the most famous sister. muerhaha. Presenting.. Choc CupCakes with Choc Fudge Icing. They actually paid for it. kachinggg!! Initially, i made this as a sample for Hari Keusahawanan at her school next week. Since the cost of making it is quite high for a student, so i'll be making a smaller version for them to sell instead. And those in the pics.. utk jualan umum. tu yg diorg dok mengorder buat makan sendiri..

best x best tu. eheh

anyway.. projek choc chip cookies sudah kembali utk syawal 1427.

Bilik beku

ikhs.. rase mcm nk demam ni.. sebab seharian dlm bilik bersuhu 18 degrees celcius. minggu ni im doing inventory on media resources mcm compact disc dan barang2 zaman jurassic park seperti piring hitam, microfilm, tape VHS yg besau tuu... haa.. dinosor barang2 dlm tu.. benda2 tu sensitip w suhu.. tu yg sejukkkk manjang..

adeh...

I've Finally Found You

i've found my yawn buster!!! well, actually i was reunited with my daily fix of Kopi Pearl Kacip Fatimah. It seems Nescafe Breakfast aren't kao kao enough for me.

The only downside is, u could smell the caffeine while doing number 1 in the toilet.

Oh, and hey.. guess what? I've found a pink slip on my windshield. This time from the Pejabat Keselamatan. cheh. for not having the car sticker obviously. haiyaaa.. stresssss.. i was a bit late this morning, and since all the "kenderaan awam" space for library patron has been taken up by the library staff themselves, i had to park a bit further from the library.

Esok, kena buat muka kasihan. *praktis tgk cermin*

Yawn-o-mania

I have a question

What is the best yawn-buster? I’ve lost counted how many times I have to stifle my yawns, in anyway I could. Nose rubbing isn’t working anymore. I tried to bit my lips, but the nose blew my cover. I just could not control the ‘pengembangan lobang hidung’. Sigh. I do not want to appear rude to whoever talking/explaining/briefing me at that time. How how how? Bukannya boring kat sana tu. In fact, what I have learnt so far will benefit me for the future, very interesting and valuable; but I just could not stop yawning. Coffee?? I was not a coffee drinker before this, but since I started attachment, that’s what I have every morning. And still… yawnnnnnn tak sudah2.

Penyakit betul lah ni.

I Found Serenity in Her

the phone line was down yesterday. well, that was what we thought, when actually it's the phone acting crazy. anyhoo, last nite i had some serious case of 'terlebih makan sampai perut tegang'.. or is it because of the increasing speed in eating as exhibited in the past few days during 'sesi minum pagi'?

whatever. thank god for eno halia. a half glass of it, and i break wind for the rest of the nite. legaaaaa rasanya.

yesterday had a very interesting counselling session with a colleague whom i would address as Cik L. She's an all-black-purdah clad lady, but with a very caring soul, kind face and a wicked, wittiest sense of humour i've ever seen. she's similar to an ex-roomate of mine back during my 1st yr in UM. the purdah wasn't oppressive. she would lift the veil covering her face when she's in the office. oh. and with her black-rimmed spectacles, she even looked kinda ranggi and cool. impossible combination isn't it? and she's 46.

i was assigned to her, to learn some technical procedures in journal/series acquisitions in the library. with her being so kecoh most of the time, the lesson turned out to be more entertaining that i thought it would. oh, don't worry.. what needs to be learn is learnt. and i got more than what i initially bargained for.

i would say that the conversation i had with her, is a muhasabah session for me.

all these while, i've been surrounded with these kind of people, with caring souls, soft approach in giving dakwah, a good combination to my sometimes hard headed/heart. who have love for the religion, without being political. the people who always being generous with their smiles and advices without being judgemental and pushy. without 'i am holier than thou' persona, i am drawn to them, attracted to the serenity shown in their faces and spirit.

they are not affected by people around them, which seems to be engrossed with the rat race, climbing ladders, making money.. but somehow they're truly happy. wealthy not with materials, but with knowledge and wisdom. generous, again not of materials, but advices and loves. but they live comfortably.. and more content than those who have all...

i always look forward to see her smile each day i come for work.

Minum Pagi

Saya ada satu senario.

Waktu minum pagi. Pegawai ajak minum bersama-sama. Minum dalam konteks ini bermaksud, naik kereta untuk pergi ke restoran dan menikmati ‘minum pagi’ itu. Restoran itu pula terletak di luar kawasan kampus. Heh. Tapi saya dengan pegawai, dari setengah jam, akhirnya sejam waktu minum saya itu.

Dia membawa saya ke Restoran L di kawasan perumahan berhampiran untuk menjamu Nasi Kerabu pada pukul 9.00 pagi yang agak buta itu. Sebelum ini saya akan mencari soto atau pun makanan yang agak ringan sebagai minum pagi, walaupun saya tidak turun makan tengahari kemudiannya. Dalam hati saya, wah pagi-pagi makan besar! Berat mata saya nanti ni. Tiba di restoran itu, saya pun memesan makanan yang sama dengannya iaitu Nasi Kerabu berlaukkan daging goreng dan telur asin, bersama segelas limau suam. Masya Allah, sedap sungguh Nasi Kerabu itu. Hidangannya pun banyak. Terkial-kial untuk saya menghabiskannya (saya ni kalau makan memanglah sangat lembap).

Dia telah pun menghabiskan makanannya, sebelum saya. Apa lagi, yang tinggal dalam pinggan terus sahajalah saya kunyah dua tiga kali, suap, kunyah dua tiga kali, suap. Air limau suam pun dua tiga teguk saya habiskan. Bukan apa, segan. Saya keluar bersama pegawai, sudahlah melebihi tempoh yang dibenarkan, makan pula lambat-lambat. Nanti dia ingat saya ini orang yang suka melengah-lengahkan masa pula. Tiba waktu untuk membayar, saya bertambah lagi segan. Dia telah membayarkan makanan saya.

Soalan saya adalah:

1. Bagaimana untuk bertanya pada yang membayar, adakah dia bayarkan untuk saya atau sebaliknya?
2. Kalau saya bertanya, takut tersinggung pula. Ya lah kan, dia adalah pegawai, makanan saya pun jumlahnya tidak sampai RM5. Tersinggung, sebab saya yang masih berstatus pelajar ini ingin memulangkan duitnya yang mungkin nilainya tidak seberapa itu.
3. Kalau saya tidak bertanya pula, nanti takut dia pula berfikir, “Eh budak ini diam aja, bukannya nak offer duit dia”. Hati manusia kan, kita tidak tahu.
4. Kalau saya terus berkata terima kasih pada nya, takut nanti “Eh, sejak bila aku cakap nak belanja, pandai-pandai aja dia ni”.

Jadi, sepanjang perjalanan pulang ke kampus tadi, perkara ini yang bermain-main di fikiran saya.

Dan saya tahu, situasi ini akan saya hadapi lagi pada masa akan datang. Saya cuma inginkan pendapat, bagaimana untuk menghadapi situasi ini dalam cara yang tidak menyinggung perasaan siapa-siapa, dan pada masa yang sama tidak kelihatan seperti saya mengambil kesempatan.

Apa pun, sebelum berpindah ke jabatan lain tengahari tadi, saya telah pun mengucapkan terima kasih kepada dia. Semoga rezekinya semakin murah, semurah hatinya membelanja saya makan Nasi Kerabu yang enak itu.

p/s: Untuk Ham dan Wani, hari ini saya ditempatkan di bahagian 'cataloguing'. Teringat kenangan bersama-sama Sharon si mata bulat mengajar kita membuat MARC record.

Teeeeet!

Oh hey. Who whould have thought, a childhood dream (or in my case dreams) could come true? I get to use the bar code scanner. finally!! and i am feeling euphoric.

1st thing in the morning, had a meeting with a senior officer, and i barely able to stay awake. i stiffled my yawn many times,while pretending to rub my nose. being in a fully air-cond room, with the rain beating hard against the window, certainly didn't help much either. and i was in my "buat macam paham mode" which involved nodding my head occasionally while trying to comprehend everything being told.

thank god for "minum pagi" break at 9.30am.

things started to get more interesting after the break, fiddling around with the keyboards entering some datas into the system, being able to be part of the actual process of book acquisition in the library, processing the book i.e stamped, putting the magnetic strip, sticking the barcode and scanned (yeay!!) it. i just love being surrounded by sooo many books.

there goes my 2nd day. :)

First Day

i'm so tired.

but the experience and knowledge that come with it is priceless.

i have blisters on both feet, and i need new shoes. the one i wore (which i bought 2 years ago), has broken into pieces. literally. the heels are fine, so is the sole. but the exterior, has peeled off. kesiannnn ko.. mcm keje keras je kasut sampai terkopek2..

tomorrow is another day, different department.

i'm going to hafal all the short forms they use in there. jsp, jps, jpm, psz, sps, bla bla bla. hehe.

wish me luck

Practicum

Im back in JB. and am having a mixed feelings. Shouldn't being in JB is the happiest? Well I have my reasons.

1. Happy. for being back in JB obviously. Drove down yesterday, accompanied by my bro and family. Let me tell you one thing, if it's not because of rising cost of petrol and toll, i would definitely drive the length of Malaysia, for the sake of relieving stress. But long distance driving is certainly not good for your back though. Oh.. and.. being the driver, seeing the passenger dozing off to lala land is certainly something to be envied about. Ahh.. see the different now? People actually trust me behind the wheel now, sebab tu mereka tidor. Maka dgn itu, saya pn membuat satu aksi (i.e membuka kasut while driving at 110km/h.. it's a shoe ok.. not sandals where u just could kuis2 with the other foot), the car did swerve a teeeeeeeeny bit to the left and woke EVERYONE up. haha. tulah.. tido x ajak orang lagi.. kan da kena.. hihi
2. Anxious. On the friday, i frantically tried to finish my writings. Alas, i could not. I've burnt midnite oil, scented oil, aromatherapy oil.. well into midnight. Dah seram2 sejuk fikir how am i going to submit it before i go back to JB. I thought 3 days would be enough to produce an 'intelligent' summary, conclusion and discussion. But i was wrong. So, on saturday morning instead of printing whatever i've finished, i spring cleaned the house.. thesis tu nanti later fikir camna. I think i am going to post it to Lemy and ask for his favour on this.
   
3. Nervous. It's my first day on attachment tomorrow! *big gulp* . Mmg masa undergad dulu pon pernah go for attachment/practical, but during that time, people won't expect much from you (dah namanye undergrad kn). Well, now it would be different as people's expectation is wayyy higher, and most postgraduates are professionals. The only thing i'm PRO at right now, is being a student. Yes, i am a professional student by now, without a salary.
4. Happy. I'm only 20minutes away from himself !!! (excluding traffic jam on the causeway).
5. Sad. I'm going to miss my weekly mobile entertainment unit aka nurin salma. No more 'winkle winkle little tarrr'. *sob sob*