Emo Alert

Oh well, it's not good to dwell on ur misery for long right? So, let's move on. (erm, im actually entertaining myself since he's suffering frm PMS, which could last for days.that if im lucky. if not, it would be weeks then.)

Tee-he-heeee. I'm evil.

Anyway, today have to deal with another person who is suffering from major mood swings. Aku ni yang tgh PMS, belum ade chance to exhibit my mood swings. Chet.

Since, my siblings and I were very young, we always had someone who would babysat us during the day. So, our nanny would come over to our house from 9am-4pm. I remembered Kak Esah, who always brought me for evening strolls before she went home; Kak Rahmah with her verrryyy long hair (and over zealous and abusive husband); and arwah Tok Temah, who dotted on me sooo much, i could do away with almost everything while Kakak and Abang weren't so lucky. Arwah Tok Temah was the one who taught us to keep pets, starting from cats then moved on to mermut or rabbit. Tok Temah ni banyak songeh orangnye. Sebab dia makan sirih and songel. Hehe. I was always fascinated with her makan sirih rituals. Starting from wiping the leaf on her batik, calit with some kapur, put on the gambir, fold it, and munch munch munch away. Then she would spit orange/red coloured juices *erk*, before taking the songel, and tucked it behind her lips.

I don't know how could i let those lips kissed my cheeks. heheh.

After her, Mak started to hire full-time helpers to help taking care of us, and with the household chores. But we never ever address them as Bibik, orang gaji or even maid. They are known as pembantu rumah. Once, when i was 5 or 6 years old, I was scolded by my parents for addressing them as orang gaji. We are obliged to help with the chores too. Setting up the tables, washing our school shoes. Kalau nak panggil, bukan melaung. We treated them as part of the family. And most of them stayed with us for years. Alhamdulillah, we never encountered any incidents such as them running away (with the money etc etc).

Every one of them has come and goes, each of them has their own plusses and minusses. And so far, the best helper we ever had is the current one. Kak Supi. She is the epitome of professional maid. Kalau lah ada pangkat mcm gomen, silap2 dia S48 kot? hehe. She cleans well, cooks well (tak nampak aku makin SIHAT ni?), even pandai berjimat when it comes to buying groceries (she followed Mak to the market every weekend). She has her own ISO in doing things. Am not kidding. She even folded plastic bags ok?

Only that, after her mom passed away last year, she has been suffering from mood swings. We could understand her sorrows, sadness for not being able to be by her mum's side. We had offered to send her for a month break, on our expenses but she refused. Even now, once in a while we told her, to go ahead and visit her family, again she would refused. Takde duit katanya. The thing is, we have decided we would pay for it. Sebagai hadiah/balasan atas bantuan dia selama ini. Tapi dia x nak.

And she never moves on. Setahun dah berlalu, and she could change dari ceria nyanyi2 to really quiet. Tak makan. Tak cakap. Kdg2 tu tak masak. Bile tanye nak masak ape hari ni? Dia jawab.. "entah". Then senyapppp je. Tak cakap pon ape benda yg kurang ke.. nk kena beli ape ke. Kadang2 tu kalau ckp sepatah2, pastu mumble2. Not only to me, but even to my mom. Itu yang kdg2 buat kita hilang sabar. Tapi tak pernah marah dia, except once sebab Mak dah geram sgt. But that's it. And we tried to understand her and give her some spaces. I even brought her for occasional retail therapies. Cuma at times, her moodiness was too overbearing. Sakit dada wehhh..

Like siang tadi, she made roti jala to eat with leftover kari ayam. Memang la superb. Approaching noon, I asked her could we have something simple for lunch today. "Nak masak ape. Xde menda"She mumbled. Berasap la jugak. I mean, kalau xde, cakap la kan? We didnt go to market today sebab Mak pegi KL with Kakak. Igt brg2 masih cukup lagi. So I asked her, ape yang x ade. Satu-satu dia jawab. Example:

Me: Kak Supi, ade ape nk pesan x?
K Supi: Tak tau.
Me: Takdela, sayur2 ke.. lauk2 ke.
K Supi: Sayur.
Me: Lagi?
K Supi: Lauk lah.
Me: Lagi?
K Supi: shjkeuhfbvd (incomprehensible mumblings)
Me: Apa dia?
K Supi: adhkjefhfje (refer above)

Fed up.. i end up buy ape2 je yg patut.. kurang ke lebih ke.. lantak la kan..

In her good mood.. she would write the list herself, and happily give it to me. Sambil gurau-gurau.

Tak ke poning kepala aku asik layan orang emoooo je.

I Told You So

Major ranting ahead. In a very PMS mode. The possibility of this entry to self-destruct is very high.

Why is it that men can't accept that WE, at times (if not most) are right?

Scenario A -

Martian: Awak, nape x pergi/buat sana/macam tu?

Venusian: Ala.. nevermind. Takde menda.It's oklah.

Then unluckily, something bad did happen.

Martian: See. I told you so. Napelah awak ni degil sangat. Susah betul nak cakap dgn org mcm awak ni. Saya dah tak kuasa nak cakap ape.

Venusian: (shows remorse). Yah.. i should listen to you.

Martian: bla bla bla bla

Venusian: (shows more remorse) Sorry.

Martian: bla bla bla x1000

Venusian: (Do anything to ambil hati)


Scenario B-
Venusian: Are you sure you want to park here? Why don't we park in the lot instead? I don't feel good.

Martian: Park inside? Have to pay you know. Besides here is nearer. If i park inside, later when i want to send you i have to 'pusing' all the way.

Venusian: Hmm. Ok.

When we got back to the bike an hour later, there's a summon waiting for us.

Martian: (....)

Venusian: (shakes head & keep quiet)

Macam gataaaaaaaaaaaalll je mulut ni nak cakap.. "See, i told you so". But I did not. He was fuming alllllllllllllll the way. Didn't look me in the eyes even when he dropped me off at the checkpoint. As if it was my fault for 'meramalkan' it. Sedih tau x babai pon kat kite.

The martians prinsip (sp?) - Don't say out loud any bad/unlucky things to him. If not, kalau betul benda tu jadi nnti kena label "tulah.. cakap x tahan2.. kan da betul jadi"

What la dey!! Just pay that damn summon lah.

I told you so right?

Parking only 1 dollar. now?

I so malas nak cakap ape la kan.

I told you so.

Sunshine After the Rain

Look what nurin salma gave me when she visited me in KL.

"Ini cik ana dgn uncle bob" *she called 'himself' uncle bob.. gerek tu* "Uncle bob sayaaaang cik ana", she explained.

Macam nak menangis aku dengar dia ckp gitu. menangis terharu. She drew it for me after i told her i miss 'himself' terribly during the 2 weeks of on the job training in KL. Sangat la unsangkarable, i didnt ask her to draw anything for me. What i remember was, i gave her a paper and a whole collection of coloured pens.

And later, she presented me with that.

Yang best tu, dia lukis my face, complete with the hair parted in the centre, and bangs. And for himself plak, kelakar betul dia buat dotted lines keliling kepala kartun yg botak tu. as if mcm ada aura plak. haha. and i asked her, mana rambut uncle bob?. sambil ketawa terkekek2 dia kata, "Uncle bob da botak.. haha".

kurang duit raya ko tahun depan kalau ko ckp gitu dpn uncle bob, nurin oii..

And if you look closely at the drawing, seakan2 those two characters are looking at each other. at the bottom of the drawing, supposed ade hearts, tapi x keluar plak bile di scan.

Macam mana la aku x sayang budak kecik tu. She really made my day.. no wait.. let it be weeks.

Oh.. lepas dah habis draw.. da tunjuk2 kt semorg, suddenly dia nak ambil balik the drawing.

"Jap.. nurin nak lukis nenen cik ana". Chet budak ini.. kecik2 da pandai anatomy pulak.

Cepat2 aku ambik lukisan tu, simpan. sebelum ade ketumbuhan yg x diingini.

p/s: i met him today, and showed himself the drawing. tersenyum lebar orang tu. katanya, "nanti si kecik (nurin) dtg jb, ckp uncle bob belanja makan".

pp/s: kak noha, kalau nurin ade adik kelak, training diorg supaya pandai ambil hati jugak eh. hehe

More Bla and Bla

Week 2 in KL.

Woke up at 6am every morning, to beat the morning madness.

Reach home at 7pm, every day. Caught in the jam.

The upside is, I lost 1 kg (je).

Yeay.

Demam and More Demam

It feels sooooo great to have that spare minutes just to lie on your bed without feeling guilty. Since you're the one who is holding the key to the office, extra minutes on the bed equates extra minutes your colleagues being locked outside.

Hah. The colleagues are very rajin I'm telling you. Tee-hee.

I was down with fever (again).. or is the flu bug has not really being terminated before. The somewhat dormant bugs, decide to attack poor ole me on my 2nd day at work. The bug even invited the very loooooong lost 'friend' of mine aka Migraine on Day 3! It was sooo long ago, I even forgot the throbbing sensations I had on my left side of head and eye are actually migraine. And the terrible stuffiness of the nose is actually the symptom.

With the sengau-ness, the colleagues had trouble in understanding what im talking about. Try that with a visiting librarian from Aussie. It was so kind of her, trying to make sense of the incoherent warblings from me. She was with us for 2 days, to help us (mainly me) with the library collection development, as well as giving me guides and insight in becoming a medical librarian. I have to watch more of Dr House, Grey's Anatomy and revisit ER, just to familiarize myself with the medical terms.

Day 4, i finally had time for myself, to go through the notes, process, procedures.. did a study of my own on the library.

Day 5, did my medical check-up during lunch break. Only to realize that the clinic closed at 1pm-2pm. Went to Vivo for what I thought a quick lunch of sandwich, mushroom soup and garlic bread. 20minutes later, the soup and the bread came (what took them soo longg?). Another 10minutes for the SANDWICH. Yes, 30minutes for a sandwich? It's not like i ordered cooked food. Vivo Pelangi really had the worst service. I was piss off, even asked the waitress to cancel my order. "On the way kak.. on the way", she said. I told her, "Saya nk cpt sbb tu saya order sandwich ok? Orang lain after me ordered baked spaghetti/rice bla bla dah dapat. APe benda ni?" (Please include mata fishball and flared nose)

Oh yes.. hungry syana and mad syana AND sick syana. Not a pretty sight.

Oh well, it's Saturday. Need to speed up those correction I need to do for the thesis, start writing the article for ICOLIS and prepare for ob the job training this Monday in KL.

Phew.

A New Beginning

It is my first day being officially employed.

Not only I have my own table and pc *with internet connection. haha*, i have my own room to.

And the best part is, the building is facing Selat Tebrau.

Hellllooooo Singapore! *waves frantically to himself*

Alhamdulillah.

And certainly i'm facing a new challenge, a new beginning.

Wish me luck.