are you happy?

If you start comparing

you are not appreciating what you have now

If you don't appreciate what you already have,

then you can't be happy...

but you need happiness,

because, what is life if you are not happy??

Blaahh

I visited one factory last Thursday. After the visit, the manager and the accountant brought us to Secret Recipe, for some drinks.

Of course we chatted, from business to our life. But the one thing that I would like to highlight is their comment on their difficulties to get the right candidates for their factory.

They commented that the young generation/graduates are not loyal, and are not able to communicate in English well...hmmm...biase dengar kan?

I would say that generally the new graduates are not good in communication, be it in English or BM. Maybe it is the way we were raised. We were never thought to speak properly. We use our Bahasa Pasar. Contoh terbaik : Blog ini.

As a result, we are unable to express our thoughts/ideas properly.

I would advice the younger generation to read more good materials, be it in English or BM. Spend money to buy newspaper and allocate time to read. To improve your vocabulary, always refer to dictionary, and please, use the English-English dictionary.

Since I am the youngest in my family, I was exposed with reading materials since I was small. I started to read my sister's form 6 novels when I was 7-8 years old. Though it was rather heavy, but I was exposed with good books, good writers. I started to know A.Samad Ismail, Shahnon Ahmad and other famous novelist at a very young age.

When I was a little older, I started to read English novels. Mills and Boon and many more. I developed my vocabulary through reading these novels.

But I hardly read any of the Malay Novels (yang cerita cinta tu). Yes, I do know who Ahadiat Akashah is, but I have never read his novel...hikss

I read all sort of materials including the majalah hiburan, I was once very surprised when a friend of mine do not know a thing about the entertainment world..maybe because she does not have any older siblings to expose her.

hmmm, melalut?

Bottom line is, it doesn't matter how good your result is, but if you are not able to express yourself, to convince the interviewer of what you are capable of, it will be very hard for you to find a job. It's a challenging world out there, you guys better be prepared.

Yesterday and Today

Yesterday a few things were done...yeah, what a relieved.

1) sudah gunting rambut and basuh and urut...best...lega rambut pendek. Rambut pendek is very important to me since I do exercise in the morning before work and therefore having a shorter hair makes it easier for me to wash and dry it. If not, dah la rambut tebal giler, lambat lah nak memproses nya. Lagipun, rambut pendek mengurangkan jumlah rambut yang perlu di sapu di lantai...sebelum ni, ya allah, punya la banyak... so, orang yang tidak berapa rajin perlu play smart.

2) the chinese man came to check my washing machine, and sekarang sudah elok, alhamdulillah. But the chinese man said, the jangka hayat of my washing machine is about to end...haaaa, dia kata, paling lama pun, 10 tahun. Tak pelah, sekarang lapan tahun, give it another two years at least lah. We have to pay him RM140...alhamdulillah, if not kami kena tambah satu kosong di depan nombor 140 tu.

soooo, hari ini, bangun pagi, solat subuh, melepak, walk on my treadmill, kemas bilik, basuh kain lagi, breakfast and mengadap komputer. Sepatutnya lepas ni pergi Putrajaya....insya allah.

And the thing that taunt me is here to stay. he he he...tapi impact nya tak berat sangat. Malasnya nak fikirrrrrr....huh...

Hari Sabtu Yang Redup

Hmm, we started early today, Alhamdulillah

Solat subuh, bermalas-malas sat, done my 2 km walk, mandi and wash cloth with my two hands, sidai teh baju and had breakfast.

Lepas tu, godek laptop ni sat...hmmm, lepas ni kena kemas bilik dan bersiap untuk ke kedai gunting rambut, perlu dipendekkan, rimas.

Lepas tuuuu?...hmmm, tak fikir lagi...

Shuk tengah tengok concert double trouble di Astro Fiesta, Awie angkat Amy...ish....kuatnya Awie tuh.

Something is bothering me actually, but I am determine not it let it bother my mind, yeah, nothing can ruin my cheerful weekend, I am determine to do so..even though I have to wash kilos of dirty cloth ha ha..yang penting happy

Washing Machine Saya Rosak

Today, I had 'nasi berlauk ikan' as breakfast. I was sooo teringin, decided to call Che Lah and ordered early in the morning...haaa, in fact, belumpun bayar lagi...terlupa.

Sekarang ni, lunch break, hari Jumaat. Tiada panggilan atau message di terima, so, I decided to stay in my  room and update this blog.

Actually I am facing a little problem at home, yeah, washing machine sudah buat hal, bukan tak boleh spin ke apa, dia langsung tidak boleh on....

Masak!! Kami telah meninggalkan setimbun baju sebelum balik ke kg minggu lepas. Setelah balik semula ke Shah Alam, sayapun dengan bersemangatnya mahu membasuh kain. Tengok-tengok, tak boleh function...huh..berat!!

So, saya dan hubby pun basuhlah sikit-sikit supaya timbunan itu berkurangan. Yelah, mata pun tak larat juga tengok baju tidak berbasuh macam itu kan. Tetapi, disebabkan hujan yang selalu turun, baju yang tidak ber spin itu pun agak susah mahu kering...hmmmm

Ada cadar yang tebal juga perlu di basuh..ha ha, betul laaa

Hubby pulak, busy sikit minggu ini dan tidak sempat untuk memanggil mereka yang lebih pakar untuk melihat apa sebenarnya yang rosak. Hmmmm, saya harap, boleh la dibaiki, if not, memang wajiblah beli baru.

Washing machine itu sudah berumur dalam 8 tahun rasanya. Saya beli sewaktu saya tinggal di Bangsar. Hmmm, mungkin kami asyik sembang-sembang nak beli washing machine yang baru kut, langsung yang ini merajuk...

Tak pa lah, kami akan menguruskan perkara ini esok. Sebelum settle, saya perlu terus kan membasuh menggunakan tenaga saya. Apa-apa pun, saya tetap bersyukur sebab masih hidup dan dikurniakan kesihatan untuk melakukan kerja membasuh sendiri bersama suami...yang penting, gembira...have a nice weekend everyone.

Saya rasaaaa

I feel fat

When I look at the mirror, I simply dislike my image

My cheek is chubbier

I do not look okay

I looked tired and old

But still

Why is it so hard to fast every Monday and Thursday

Why is it so hard to exercise at least 4 times a week

Why is it so hard to discipline myself

But I cannot stop trying...saya kena doa banyak-banyak ni..ataupun kena jumpa Dr Rozmie secara private, boleh berbual macam ni


Dr Rozmie : Dr Rasa puan ni boleh kurus kalau makan Jus Mate tuh


Cikbib : Cikbib rasa pun begitu Dr., cuma kena lebih disiplin


Shukri : Suami Cikbib rasa, Dr memang betul. Selain disiplin, suami  cikbib rasaaaa...cikbib juga memerlukan seorang yang tegas untuk mendisiplinkan dia, tidak lain daripada suami cikbib la..(a.k.a ustaz rasaaaa)


*** okay, yang tidak faham dengan joke yang dimerahkan, sila abaikan dialog di atas ye...
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I visited the redmummy blog just now and read about her review on The Private Life of Agent Nora.

There was a photo where all the performers lined up on the stage and of course, Tiara Jacquelina and Adibah Noor were also there.

Hikkksss... the funny thing is that, I was comparing myself with Tiara, not Adibah Noor...ha ha...no wonder la I become so stress.

I should learn to be thankful of what I got kan, like Adibah Noor. She is so confident and people simply cannot resist her talent...

Semua orang tidak dilahirkan sempurna, tapi kita mesti menyempurnakan apa yang telah Allah anugerahkan kepada kita.

Cheer up guys!

Short One..

Today, I am very happy because I have this parti makan-makan at my old Division i.e. IT Division. There were sooo much food, ada roti jala, laksa, nasi dagang/lemak, pulut dengan kelapa, rendang, sate, lemang, sphaghetti and many types of dessert.

I makannnn...cannot elaborate because if my husband knew, he will marah. Hmmm, but I went back to my room feeling soooo full, blurp!!

Not long after that, I had to attend a meeting with this one Korean Co.. The meeting went well except that both gentlemen/investors were so damn busuk. I was so tak tahan and had to cover my nose with my hand.

And now, I don't know why, but the smell stays....dah menyerap kat baju I kut...ergggh