I'm posting this from my handphone. Harap2 menjadi.
30.10.09
29.10.09
26.10.09
Dedicated To Shasha
This post is dedicated to my high school friend, who’s also a reader of ‘The View From Here’ (ha ha poyo), Shasha.
I read about your ailing father, and your dilemma about wanting to take time off to take care of him.
The first time my mummy was fighting against cancer, I was in university. So she was scheduled to have her radiology treatments, which was available in KL General Hospital then. I can’t remember it now but I think she stayed with me in college for a few days because my father had to go back to JB for something. So I asked Anies my roommate and her then boyfriend Amad to send us to hospital, and some days borrowed Kak Peachy’s car to take her to those appointments. It was tough but we had some really good times.
Once, Amad was busy and so we couldn’t get a ride to hospital, so she decided that we shall take the bus there! And boy, was she happy and excited! Siap cakap dia excited gila nak naik bas. But I decided that I shall not subject her to such torture, yelah penat ok nak naik bas. Aku takpelah, mak aku kan sakit. Jadik aku mintak tolong Mar dan kawan dia tolong hantarkan kami ke Hospital. Balik kami naik cab. Now when I think about it, maybe we should have taken the bus, ek?
Generally, what I am saying is that I am glad I took the time to take care of her.
The second time she was diagnosed with cancer, it was – I reckon – too late because it was already at a critical stage. I suppose I thought she’d get better just like the last time. Aku baru je habis praktikal masa tu. Mummy by then was already spending nights at the GH in JB. The obvious choice would have been to stay in JB to take care of her, since I was jobless then. Instead I spent a week in JB, then I shot off to KL dan sambung kerja dekat ofis tempat aku praktikal tu dengan gaji RM1000 je sebulan.
The first weekend I didn’t go home for some stupid reason. The Friday approaching the second weekend mummy passed away.
Until today, I have not forgiven myself for choosing work over taking care of my ailing mother.
As cliché as this may sound, family comes first. Above all other.
I have told Zufri, should anything happen to my father (mintak simpang malaikat 44), I am going to quit my job, go back to JB to take care of him. InsyaAllah. Refuse to let pisang berbuah dua kali.
I know what you are going through. Persevere, and with God’s will, everything will be fine.
I read about your ailing father, and your dilemma about wanting to take time off to take care of him.
The first time my mummy was fighting against cancer, I was in university. So she was scheduled to have her radiology treatments, which was available in KL General Hospital then. I can’t remember it now but I think she stayed with me in college for a few days because my father had to go back to JB for something. So I asked Anies my roommate and her then boyfriend Amad to send us to hospital, and some days borrowed Kak Peachy’s car to take her to those appointments. It was tough but we had some really good times.
Once, Amad was busy and so we couldn’t get a ride to hospital, so she decided that we shall take the bus there! And boy, was she happy and excited! Siap cakap dia excited gila nak naik bas. But I decided that I shall not subject her to such torture, yelah penat ok nak naik bas. Aku takpelah, mak aku kan sakit. Jadik aku mintak tolong Mar dan kawan dia tolong hantarkan kami ke Hospital. Balik kami naik cab. Now when I think about it, maybe we should have taken the bus, ek?
Generally, what I am saying is that I am glad I took the time to take care of her.
The second time she was diagnosed with cancer, it was – I reckon – too late because it was already at a critical stage. I suppose I thought she’d get better just like the last time. Aku baru je habis praktikal masa tu. Mummy by then was already spending nights at the GH in JB. The obvious choice would have been to stay in JB to take care of her, since I was jobless then. Instead I spent a week in JB, then I shot off to KL dan sambung kerja dekat ofis tempat aku praktikal tu dengan gaji RM1000 je sebulan.
The first weekend I didn’t go home for some stupid reason. The Friday approaching the second weekend mummy passed away.
Until today, I have not forgiven myself for choosing work over taking care of my ailing mother.
As cliché as this may sound, family comes first. Above all other.
I have told Zufri, should anything happen to my father (mintak simpang malaikat 44), I am going to quit my job, go back to JB to take care of him. InsyaAllah. Refuse to let pisang berbuah dua kali.
I know what you are going through. Persevere, and with God’s will, everything will be fine.
23.10.09
Pembencian Di Hari Jumaat
Eiii serius aku membenci seorang kontraktor melayu ni yang suka sangat bercakap seperti orang cina. You know how some people sometimes adapt their way of speaking to suit the person they are speking to kan. But I’m not Chinese! Argh!
Dahlah suara sangat irritating. Lepas tu cakap macam aku ni moron. You’re the moron, lah. That’s mean, that’s mean. Apa that’s mean? That means, lah! Sheesh! Bencinya, bencinya!
Oh, I tak tau, dekat plan the calculations shows like such and such, bukan I yang measure. Oh, I tak tau, YY says its like this. Oh, biasa dah buat site measurement we follow site measurement quantities.
D-uh. Tapi apasal kau punya measurement dengan plan beza sangat, gila? Something must be wrong, either your as-built or your site measurement. Your as built drawing should reflect what’s done on site.
Yelah, saya tau.
Cheh menjawab pulak tu. Aku tumbuk karang minah ni.
My measurement can’t be wrong, pasal aku expert. Hahaha. No lah, I had a colleague check my calculation. It couldn’t be possible that my company actually hired 2 dumb asses, could it?
Never have I felt so much hate for a person I’ve never met before.
Benci.
OK.
I’m OK now.
Enjoy your weekend!
Dahlah suara sangat irritating. Lepas tu cakap macam aku ni moron. You’re the moron, lah. That’s mean, that’s mean. Apa that’s mean? That means, lah! Sheesh! Bencinya, bencinya!
Oh, I tak tau, dekat plan the calculations shows like such and such, bukan I yang measure. Oh, I tak tau, YY says its like this. Oh, biasa dah buat site measurement we follow site measurement quantities.
D-uh. Tapi apasal kau punya measurement dengan plan beza sangat, gila? Something must be wrong, either your as-built or your site measurement. Your as built drawing should reflect what’s done on site.
Yelah, saya tau.
Cheh menjawab pulak tu. Aku tumbuk karang minah ni.
My measurement can’t be wrong, pasal aku expert. Hahaha. No lah, I had a colleague check my calculation. It couldn’t be possible that my company actually hired 2 dumb asses, could it?
Never have I felt so much hate for a person I’ve never met before.
Benci.
OK.
I’m OK now.
Enjoy your weekend!
Emma approaching 15 months
Updates on Emma.
She’s now approaching 15 months, and I’ve seen some short unsupported walks when she thinks nobody’s watching. Seriously. When we’re there to cheer her on, she clams up and crawls around. She’s really taking her time lah, this girl. People have said kind things to me when I say she’s not walking yet. I’ve really come to terms with this. I’m really OK, OK? Heheh. No need to worry about me.
Calls Bapak, Opah and Kin. Hehehe Kin adalah Rizzqin, me thinks.
Calls me Mummy only when she’s wailing on top of her voice.
Says ‘apa tu’ at almost anything while pointing at the thing.
Says tatih bila dia ditatihkan.
Says bye while waving. Sometimes turns back while walking to continue waving.
When I sing twinkle twinkle little… she’ll say star, minus the s, of course.
What else yeah.
Just only learned to shake people’s hands.
Says ‘cih’ when handed something. That’s emmanese (hehe) for terima kasih.
Upon entering the house, somehow she always screams ‘dahh’ when I give my Salaam.
Drinks from a cup pretty well now. Minimal spill, but is still there.
Hair is still very, well, little despite super efforts from me in melumurkan olive oil on her head every day. Serius jealous je tengok anak orang rambut lebat.
Weighs approximately 9.7 kilos the last time I checked. Her chart is tapering now. Hahaha dulu sangat curam.
Drinks around 10oz of formula during the day, on top of 6/7 oz of EBM I supply. Huhu lagi banyak FM dari EBM ok. Argh aku gagal! Gagal maintain supply. At lunchtime I’ll be lucky if I get 4 oz. After work its usually 3 oz. Mornings I don’t pump anymore. Sedih, but it leaves me with a lot more free time to prepare breakfast, hehe.
When I say dog, she sometimes say woof woof. Cat is miao in a very high pitch.
When I ask where’s her shoes, she says ‘shuz’ but doesn’t go looking for her shoes. When I point to her shoes and asks her apa ni? She asks me back apa tu? Sheesh.
So anyways, itulah dia perkembangan Emma thus far. Kalau ada yang tertinggal, akan aku update kelak.
She’s now approaching 15 months, and I’ve seen some short unsupported walks when she thinks nobody’s watching. Seriously. When we’re there to cheer her on, she clams up and crawls around. She’s really taking her time lah, this girl. People have said kind things to me when I say she’s not walking yet. I’ve really come to terms with this. I’m really OK, OK? Heheh. No need to worry about me.
Calls Bapak, Opah and Kin. Hehehe Kin adalah Rizzqin, me thinks.
Calls me Mummy only when she’s wailing on top of her voice.
Says ‘apa tu’ at almost anything while pointing at the thing.
Says tatih bila dia ditatihkan.
Says bye while waving. Sometimes turns back while walking to continue waving.
When I sing twinkle twinkle little… she’ll say star, minus the s, of course.
What else yeah.
Just only learned to shake people’s hands.
Says ‘cih’ when handed something. That’s emmanese (hehe) for terima kasih.
Upon entering the house, somehow she always screams ‘dahh’ when I give my Salaam.
Drinks from a cup pretty well now. Minimal spill, but is still there.
Hair is still very, well, little despite super efforts from me in melumurkan olive oil on her head every day. Serius jealous je tengok anak orang rambut lebat.
Weighs approximately 9.7 kilos the last time I checked. Her chart is tapering now. Hahaha dulu sangat curam.
Drinks around 10oz of formula during the day, on top of 6/7 oz of EBM I supply. Huhu lagi banyak FM dari EBM ok. Argh aku gagal! Gagal maintain supply. At lunchtime I’ll be lucky if I get 4 oz. After work its usually 3 oz. Mornings I don’t pump anymore. Sedih, but it leaves me with a lot more free time to prepare breakfast, hehe.
When I say dog, she sometimes say woof woof. Cat is miao in a very high pitch.
When I ask where’s her shoes, she says ‘shuz’ but doesn’t go looking for her shoes. When I point to her shoes and asks her apa ni? She asks me back apa tu? Sheesh.
So anyways, itulah dia perkembangan Emma thus far. Kalau ada yang tertinggal, akan aku update kelak.
13.10.09
James Mcavoy
Just finished watching Penelope for the first time.
Think I'm falling in love with James Mcavoy, heh heh.
May not be some people's cup of tea. Tapi handsome, kan?
And the character he plays in Penelope?
Just perfect for him.
Hahaha.
Zufri's still out with friends.
Think I'm falling in love with James Mcavoy, heh heh.
May not be some people's cup of tea. Tapi handsome, kan?And the character he plays in Penelope?
Just perfect for him.
Hahaha.
Syawal Is Almost Ending
Weekends have been a flurry of activities, with short sojourns in the comforts of our own home. Old acquaintances renewed, forgotten love affairs rekindled, two hearts merge as one. I love Syawal as much as I love Ramadhan.
Read two of Khaled Hosseini’s recently, A Thousand Splendid Suns and The Kite Runner. Does that explain my somewhat fluid-like phrases, almost melodic?
(Bayangkan aku menari. Eww. I can’t dance. Remember Di Mana Bulan Selalu Retak? Hah. Try meliuk lintuk ditiup angin)
Heh heh. Who knows? I might write the Great Malaysian Novel someday.
We had so much fun attending open houses and weddings and even visiting relatives for Hari Raya. Thank you all for inviting us and serving us with the most delicious food and the warmest hospitality. May you always be within Allah’s good graces.
Read two of Khaled Hosseini’s recently, A Thousand Splendid Suns and The Kite Runner. Does that explain my somewhat fluid-like phrases, almost melodic?
(Bayangkan aku menari. Eww. I can’t dance. Remember Di Mana Bulan Selalu Retak? Hah. Try meliuk lintuk ditiup angin)
Heh heh. Who knows? I might write the Great Malaysian Novel someday.
We had so much fun attending open houses and weddings and even visiting relatives for Hari Raya. Thank you all for inviting us and serving us with the most delicious food and the warmest hospitality. May you always be within Allah’s good graces.
2.10.09
Lost And Gone Forever
My super ancient phone hilang lah.
Sob sob. Will post more about it later. For now, Shikin, hang sms address open house itu pada Zufri's phone ok? Atau hang email saja padaku.
So to anyone who's been sms-ing me in hope of a reply, bukan aku sombong mahupun terlalu busy bekerja dan beraya. Hahaha.
Sob sob. Will post more about it later. For now, Shikin, hang sms address open house itu pada Zufri's phone ok? Atau hang email saja padaku.
So to anyone who's been sms-ing me in hope of a reply, bukan aku sombong mahupun terlalu busy bekerja dan beraya. Hahaha.
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