surat jemputan yang ditunggu...

mengikut tahun-tahun sebelumnya, 'surat jemputan' biasanya dah siap sebelum raya... jadi, masa bulan puasa, saya telefon pejabat penyedia surat 2 hari sekali... tak cukup dengan itu, saya pegi pejabat penyedia surat beberapa kali dan diberitahu lepas raya baru lah surat tersedia... oklah, saya pun balik kampung dengan lega...

tapi di kampung, ahli keluarga yang akan bersama menyertai jemputan beritahu yang mereka dah ada surat jemputan... saya pun cakap je kat diorang, "takpelah... dah dapat surat jemputan, pegi je lah"... he..he... konon-kononnya yakin la akan dapat juga surat jemputan tuh...

selepas cuti raya, cuba telefon semula pejabat penyedia surat... oh.. susahnya nak menembusi talian... bila berjaya menembusi talian, diberitahu surat jemputan tiada lagi.... saya mula patah semangat... baru lah tahu bagaimana rasanya di'reject' oleh orang yang disukai... mula la sebak bila mendengar talbiah... mula la bergenang air mata bila melihat foto orang bertawaf...

jadi saya pun meminta, dan meminta, dan meminta....

akhirnya....

nampak tak status dalam kurungan tu? itu la yang biasanya bakal tetamu tunggu...

nampak tak tanda 'tick' kat hijau tuh?... saya sihat alhamduLillah...

bagusnya bila badan dah berisi tahun ni, takde la rasa sakit sangat bila disuntik 2 KALI...

(tahun ni, jemaah kena suntikan tambahan seasonal influenza)

the swag... banyak sungguh syarikat yang menderma...

bukannya satu tapi DUA kursus perdana yang saya hadiri....

akhirnya, jadual penerbangan pun dah diterima...

tapi, saya masih terfikir... layakkah aku menjadi tetamuNya?

tapi, sepertimana seorang ustaz beritahu dalam ceramahnya semasa saya mengerjakan umrah 5 tahun lalu, 'jangan fikirkan bagaimana anda boleh ke sini, fikirkanlah bahawa anda di sini kerana diizinkanNya, jadi tumpukan kepada apa yang akan anda lakukan sebagai tetamuNya'...

Oleh itu, ini akan menjadi post saya yang terakhir untuk tahun ini... Di kesempatan ini juga, ingin saya meminta maaf jika ada sebarang kesalahan dan kesilapan sepanjang perkenalan... Diharap dapat mendo'akan saya semoga mendapat haji yang mabrur, serta selamat pergi dan pulang ke tanahair...

and i knew this all along...

i'm a little bit frugal person... or, you can call me cheap if you want…

my favorite food is a friend’s treat… my favorite movie is on my portable hard disk…

I still have clothes from college years, which was 13 years ago…
my car, well, you know my tiny car… probably the most fuel efficient car in the country… had it since 7 years ago … (I’m saving for a new one.. he..he.. don’t tell her… she’ll get cranky..),
currently renting, with 2 housemates, a small apartment 10 minutes from the office, which reduces my fuel consumption more…
I seldom eat out… always cook my meal at home… mostly because I have different schedule from others… but generally because I don’t like how much they were charging me for a simple meal…

But when I splurge, I splurge big time… but that’s another story…

Bloghopping thru the websphere took me to ‘mysuperkids’ blog and particularly, one money management article…

It titled ‘money management is about the kind of life you want to live’

however, i kept wondering…

does it count if i have a small goal, and that is the kind of life i want to live?... a car, for me is just something that can safely transport me from point A to point B. A house is just a roof over my head...

because, to me, having an expensive car means attracting carjackers... having a designer's bag means attracting snatch thieves... having fancy house means attracting robbers...

well, when you grew up with nothing, you'll either become an obsessive collector (i don't have this during my childhood year!!) or a contented couldn't-care-less wanderer (life's a bit better than childhood, i'm good...)...

crystal collections? Wall display? Fancy curtains? Flower display? FRESH flower display? i don’t get why there’s need to buy them… I like my things practical, simple and easy to maintain…

so, does it count?

I asked this question in the ‘comment’ box.. here’s the reply, verbatim:

Comment:


it's depend on what and how we set the goal. of course there's no no right and wrong.

nobody can stop you form setting any goals, kan. if you wanna buy a Perodua car or a Toyota, it's your goal by the way no matter how small or big as long as you can commit.

afterall we set goals that really suit to us kan. if we are lazy, gaji sikit, shud we put goal nak beli rumah banglo di Shah Alam in 10 years?

Well, apparently, I’m lazy… and i knew this all along...

post-raya story...

how's your raya? my raya was pretty bleak...

amazingly, the 'soalan cepumas' stopped. but another remarks appeared...

'dah berisi sekarang ni...'

i don't know which was worse....
should i be thankful to them for not asking the dreadful question or should i strangle them for saying what all women don't want to hear?.... i really should strangle them on behalf of all women...

anyhow, nothing much to say... managed to stay true to my 'boikot raya' spirit and goes to ONE raya invitation, or rather i invited myself to her house. TQ az 4 your mee bandung and no regards to your husband, ok... aku sedar diri aku sapa...

the after-raya holiday is also a very busy month, with me trying to get hold of the 'surat jemputan' over and over, and after getting it, busying myself with the preparation of attending the 'jemputan'...

i'm still not ready... but i'm trying my best....

my most photographed cousin (because she's the baby of the family) with my sister, the same sister who was supposed to record the fireworks display but forgot to push the 'RECORD' button on the camera.. shishh...

Saya penyeksa housemate saya…

Sebelum anda semua (baca: korang berdua) berburuk sangka, biar le saya jelaskan dulu…

Saya ni budak baik, saya tak suka susahkan orang… kalau boleh saya nak buat semua perkara sendiri supaya saya boleh salahkan diri saya sendiri kalau saya buat salah…

Malangnya….

Saya suka perkara-perkara DIY… kalau boleh, nak belajar mcm mana nak buat rumah (atau sebahagian rumah spt bilik air, pasang skrin shower etc)… tapi setakat suka je la… tak le passionate sangat pun… saya sangat kagum dengan orang yang bekerja membanting tulang untuk buat sebuah rumah… atau renovate rumah…

Masa mula-mula pindah dulu, ntah kenapa logik saya haru-biru… kenapa saya decide nak beli jugak meja makan ikea yang ‘flat-packed’ dan ‘assemble-it-yourself’, padahal kalau beli kat kedai perabot, dia boleh tolong hantar & pasang dengan free. Jadi, housemate jugak la yang tolong pasang… sampai berpeluh2 mengerjakan meja tuh…

Satu hari yg tensen, setelah setahun tonton tv dalam keadaan ‘SABAR’ (dah le tinggal kat tingkat 1 je, pastu guna aerial dalam rumah pulak tuh), saya buat keputusan untuk beli aerial luar supaya dapat la tonton tv dalam suasana sihat (aka tidak le menyumpah2 kalau ada angin kencang… he..he..)…

Kerana saya ‘suka’ buat kesalahan yang sama berulang kali, saya masih beli DIY aerial. Kononnye nak pasang sendiri le… tetiba housemate saya sudah bukak kotak dan study manual… dan tetiba je, kami bertiga berusaha keras utk memasang aerial tuh…

Kerana saya ni seorang yg sentiasa salah, saya asyik salah baca manual, dan salah bagi housemate instruction, akibatnye, kami pasang dan buka dan pasang dan buka dan pasang aerial tuh (isk… sapa la yg tulis instruction nih.. mmg patut kena saman)… setelah berjam-jam, baru le dapat pasang dan sekarang baru lah kami dapat tonton TV2 dalam warna…
Kesimpulannya: susah nak carik housemate yang sanggup susah seang bersama nih… he..he…

cerita saya membuat pasport...

ini kisah benar...

Suatu pagi, dalam keadaan separa sedar (kerana bekerja malam tadi), saya pun memandu ke arah Precint 2 Putrajaya...

Setelah meletak kereta di kawasan yang disediakan, saya pun berjalan ke arah bangunan kerajaan tersebut... puas berpusing-pusing, tak jumpa kaunter pelanggan, akhirnya bertanya ke kaunter pertanyaan...

"tumpang tanya, kat mana nak buat pasport"
dia pun jawab, "buat pasport kat jabatan imigresen, ni jabatan kastam, cik...."

la...

(bile pulak jabatan kastam & imigresen dah jadik jabatan kastam & jabatan imigresen? nampak sangat la aku ni ketinggalan zaman berdekad2... he..he...)

what's the smell of freedom?... SWEET!!!...

i'm completely free today...

the so-called no-pay-necessary student loan is no more... paid fully by my 10-year tenure at the company...

how do I feel? Slightly relieved. 1 less thing to worry.

But, it’s not like I’m going anywhere… 19% EPF, where to get now?… I need their retirement plan… and their car loan too... although my kelisa will stay with me as long as it could, I’d like to have the loan facilities should, god forbid, something might happen to it. The housing loan is good too, I get my dream house (I know… I have small dreams… ok, not small, tiny… ). and the room for roaming…

The thing is, I easily got bored… 2 years on the job, I’ll be itching to seek new place… this company, being as big as they are, always provide the room to roam…

10 years here, I’ve already in 5 different posts, each post very different from the other… but, jack of all trades is master of none, therefore, I still in the same position level 10 years ago. Do I regret it? Hardly, since I really love learning new things on the job. Furthermore, it humbles me, and made me appreciate what really matters, like the forgiving family that I neglect while chasing my ridiculous dream, or the friends forgotten…

Of all the 5 posts that I held, I’d say my decision to move to Johor in 2004 was probably the career killer… you see, I’m really, REALLY plain.. there’s nothing special about me. Wherever I go, I’d rather sit in the corner (preferably in the dark) than being in the spotlight. So, coming from the place where everyone knows me to the place where no one knows me, is like walking in on your 1st day on the job. You start all over again… when I first started here, people thought I was a fresh graduate (I’d already halfway thru the obligatory contract)…

But moving to Johor do wonders to my family bonding… i no longer feel awkward among my aunts and uncles… I get my cousins’ nonsensical yet humorous jokes… they are willing to help this damsel in distress at a drop of the hat (previously, I was too afraid to ask them for anything) … so, it’s probably a win-lose situation but it’s a good win-lose, right?

Also, my boss in Johor was the best boss I’ve ever had…

But alas, I still got bored and now, I’m back in klang valley, doing entirely different things from my previous job… and starting all over again… and probably killing my career along the way…