Awal sem, takde duit takpe.

Bila elaun masuk, beli phone baru, baju baru.
"Oh, kayanya aku"

A Trip to Langkawi

First time menjejakkan kaki ke Pulau Langkawi.
It was short yet a really wonderful trip. Last minit plan. Last minit booked homestay. Last minit sewa kereta. Last minit beli tiket feri.

Muka excited si baju purple & merah sebab 1st time nak gi Langkawi

Acu Cuba Try Test

 From my Canon IXUS 115HS.

Compact digital camera yg murah & ok.

The Sandpiper

Got this one email from my colleague, who got this from another colleague, and another colleagues.. and.. and.. argghhh jomlah baca. Nice story. Betul!

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The Sandpiper

By Robert Peterson

She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live.  I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea. 

"Hello," she said. 

I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child. 

"I'm building," she said. 

"I see that. What is it?" I asked, not really caring. 

"Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand." 

That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes. 

A sandpiper glided by. 

"That's a joy," the child said. 

"It's a what?" 

"It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy." 

The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself, hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed, my life seemed completely out of balance. 

"What's your name?" She wouldn't give up. 

"Robert," I answered. "I'm Robert Peterson." 

"Mine's Wendy... I'm six." 

"Hi, Wendy." 

She giggled. "You're funny," she said. 

In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me. 

"Come again, Mr. P," she called. "We'll have another happy day." 

The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat. 

The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed. 

"Hello, Mr. P," she said. "Do you want to play?" 

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, with a twinge of annoyance. 

"I don't know. You say." 

"How about charades?" I asked sarcastically. 

The tinkling laughter burst forth again. "I don't know what that is." 

"Then let's just walk." 

Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face. 

"Where do you live?" I asked. 

"Over there." She pointed toward a row of summer cottages. 

Strange, I thought, in winter. 

"Where do you go to school?" 

"I don't go to school. Mommy says we're on vacation." 

She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed. 

Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home. 

"Look, if you don't mind," I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, "I'd rather be alone today." She seemed unusually pale and out of breath. 

"Why?" she asked. 

I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother died!" and thought, My God, why was I saying this to a little child? 

"Oh," she said quietly, "then this is a bad day." 

"Yes," I said, "and yesterday and the day before and -- oh, go away!" 

"Did it hurt?" she inquired. 

"Did what hurt?" I was exasperated with her, with myself. 

"When she died?" 

"Of course it hurt!" I snapped, misunderstanding, wrapped up in myself. I strode off. 

A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there. Feeling guilty, ashamed, and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A drawn looking young woman with honey-colored hair opened the door. 

"Hello," I said, "I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your little girl today and wondered where she was." 

"Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother you. If she was a nuisance, please, accept my apologies." 

"Not at all -- she's a delightful child." I said, suddenly realizing that I meant what I had just said. 

"Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson. She had leukemia. Maybe she didn't tell you." 

Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my breath. 

"She loved this beach, so when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly..." Her voice faltered, "She left something for you, if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look?" 

I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with "MR. P" printed in bold childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues -- a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird. Underneath was carefully printed: 

A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY. 

Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide. I took Wendy's mother in my arms. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," I uttered over and over, and we wept together. The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. Six words -- one for each year of her life -- that speak to me of harmony, courage, and undemanding love. 

A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand -- who taught me the gift of love.

This is a true story sent out by Robert Peterson. It happened over 20 years ago and the incident changed his life forever. It serves as a reminder to all of us that we need to take time to enjoy living and life and each other. The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.

Life is so complicated, the hustle and bustle of everyday traumas can make us lose focus about what is truly important or what is only a momentary setback or crisis.

This week, be sure to give your loved ones an extra hug, and by all means take a moment ... even if it is only ten seconds, to stop and smell the roses.

This comes from someone's heart, and is read by many and now I share it with you...

Gambar hiasan. SUMBER

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Amacam cerita ni? Nah tisu :p

Phew~

First day at work.

Shift 4pm - 1am.

Pening. Pening. So much to learn.

Luckily, my team members sangaaaaatlah baik. Dengan gigihnya ajar budak blur ni. 

Thanks guys ^_^

For the time being, dalam team aku ni ada 3 orang. Supposedly 4 orang. Nanti dia ada recruit orang baru kot. Hopefully, I can learn fast.

Dan, first time jugak drive sorang2 tengah malam2 buta. Dengan takde kereta kiri kanan, chuak la jugak. Tapi takpe, Allah kan ada :)

Bukit Cerakah + Interview

Tomorrow I'll be off to Putrajaya.

Bukit Cerakah dengan member dan interview. My VERY FIRST job interview.

Bukit Cerakah langsung tak pernah sampai lagi. Tak tau apa yang ada kat sana, but I believe it will splendid, sebab join dengan member2 sekolah dulu. Bila lagi nak lepak sama². Semua dah tua busy. Ye dok? Kih3..

Lepas tu, Khamis ada interview kat Cyberjaya. Sangat chuak okeh, sebab ni first time. Eh bukan interview pon sebenarnya. Start dengan assessment English. Kalau lepas assessment tu baru kena interview. Macam confident je aku ni lepas assessment tu, kan? Takpe, confident tu penting, kan3... InsyaALLAH, kalau ada rezeki kat sana, alhamdulillah. Kalau takde, lepas raya kang sambung job hunting. Harharhar.. Wish me luck :)

p/s : Dilema interview : Baju kurung @ office wear? Haihh2~

Arghhh Perempuan Itu!

Currently watching Rooftop Prince (Thanks Kulin)

Baru kat episod 4, dan watak Hong Se Na (Jung Yoo-Mi) bakal mengundang carut yang maha hebat.

No, I don't hate the actress, I just hate her character in the drama.

Dari kecik, saaaampai besar.

Dari zaman dulu, saaaaampai zaman sekarang.

Meaning to say, dia punya lakonan hebat lah kan?

Keep it up Jung Yoo-Mi

...dan

BOO~~ Hong Se Na!
BOOO!!

Nampak tak evil smirk dia tu? Nampak tak? Nampak tak?

Tenang duhai hati.

Drama je ni. Drama je.

I'm Sorry

“...Iaitu orang yang mendermakan hartanya pada masa senang dan susah, dan orang-orang yang menahan kemarahannya, dan orang-orang yang memaafkan kesalahan orang lain. Dan (ingatlah), Allah mengasihi orang-orang yang berbuat perkara-perkara yang baik.”

(Surah Ali-Imran:134)

“Bukanlah seorang beriman itu seorang yang suka mengecam, suka melaknat, suka mengeluarkan kata buruk dan kesat”.

(HR. Bukhari dan Ahmad)

“Orang yang tidak suka menghormati orang lain, adalah orang yang tidak terhormat. Orang yang dihinakan itu belum tentu dia akan hina atau tidak, tetapi perbuatan menghinakan orang itu sudah menjadi bukti atas kehinaan diri kita sendiri.”

(Hamka)

Tiba-tiba rasa macam nak nyanyi lagu ni:

Aku maafkan kamu

Tak perlu kita bertemu

Cukup kau tahu

Yang aku

Maafkan kamu

Tolong teruskan hidup

Jangan sebut namaku

"I'm sorry isn't a magic band-aid. It doesn't automatically make everything all better"

Nescafe~

Another cup of Nescafe.

Terover lak steam air tuh :p

Nescafe freak? That would be me :)


"Sleep and I have a love-hate relationship. I love it, but it hates me"

Dear Fakers/Posers...

Susah jugak zaman Facebook, Twitter, etc ni. Banyak sangat fakers yang menyamar untuk tujuan tertentu.

Nak stalk la, nak ngorat la, nak acu-cuba-try-test la. Macam-macam.

Tapi kan, even a very teeny tiny little detail dah boleh agak orang tu menyamar ke tak.

Sekali sekala, guna skill CSI pun orait.

Aku kesian sebenarnya kat mereka semua nih. Macam takde confident diri. Serious. Wadehel kau nak guna profile & gambar orang lain untuk kawan dengan orang kan? Lagi la kesian, bila tanya gambar tu ori ke tak, dengan selamba rock wakluu cakap gambar dia, walaupun sudah terang lagi bersuluh kau cilok gambar tu kat Incik Google. Kesian. Kesian.

Kesian lagi sekali, sebab aku perhatikan diorang ni macam takde real friendship. Bukannya aku nak cakap kawan cyber tak real. Ade je yang betul2 real, TAPI dua-dua pihak tu mestilah real untuk develop real friendship. Faham tak? Faham tak? Kalaula ditakdirkan dua-dua sekali fakers, memang sendu ever after la. Selamanyalah kau hidup dalam dunia penipuan kau tu. Happy? Teruskan. Tapi sampai bila?

Dear fakers/posers,

GET A LIFE.

TQ Incik Google

Ni jujur. Takde nak menganjing. Walaupun kau tak cantik/hensem/hot/cool/hebakkk/popular/famous, be honest. Tau tak, a little lie can lead to a big trouble.

Siakap senohong, gelama ikan duri.

Bercakap bohong lama-lama cirit berdiri.

Wakaka! Lariiiiiiiiik~

First Step

Got another call from this company.

For the third time, diorang invite untuk assessment + interview sana.

Masa first & second time, aku tolak.

Sebab?

Malas

dan tak ready.

"Third time's the charm" they said.

Waaaaalaupun tak try pun pegi yang 1st & 2nd tu, kira boleh diguna pakai jugak la kan. Hihii..
Apa2 pun, bergantung jugak atas rezeki Allah nak bagi nanti.

InsyaALLAH kalau dapat, alhamdulillah.

Kalau tak, lepak lagi (eh bukannye cuba lagi :p)

Life, I'm ready (n_n)

Dear life, I'm ready!

"Look at the past as a road of memories, and the future as a path of untraveled dreams"

[Edisi Merapu] Raya

Tahun ni nak kutip duit Raya lagi.

Titik.

Dato Siti Nurhaliza la!

I have always adore Dato' Siti Nurhaliza ever since her debut Jerat Percintaan. Well, takdela minat gile sampai tampal poster (err ada kot dulu dalam almari :p) ataupun pergi mana² events or occasions yang ada Dato Siti.

[TERKINI Keputusan Arema Indonesia vs. Kelantan FA 10April2012

Keputusan Terkini

Arema Indonesia vs Kelantan

AFC Cup Group H

10 April 2012 (4pm) 

Arema Indonesia 1 - 3 Kelantan FA

16' Ghaddar (Penalti)

35' Chmelo
60' Ghaddar
87' Zamri

FT: Arema 1 - 3 Kelantan
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LIVE STREAMING

Selasa, 10 April

15:30 Arema vs Kelantan

TV Online [RCTI]

atau

[RCTI] 

atau 

Global TV Live Streaming Online

atau 

MNC TV Live Streaming Online

Kulit Cantik dan Tanpa Cela?

Produk skin care yang satu ni dah lama ada kat pasaran. Memang tiptop dan dapat sambutan yang sangat menggalakkan. Dah ramai yang guna. So far memang ada perubahan!

Sangat disyorkan oleh pakar-pakar sedunia tau! Bagi sesiapa yang rasa nak putihkan muka, hilangkan segala jenis benda yang ada kat muka, produk ni memang tersangatlah sesuai.

Jangan risau. Produk ni chemical free. So, tiada sebarang kesan sampingan. 

Ni produk nye:

Respect

Panggil orang gemuk, takkan buat kau jadi kurus.

Panggil orang hodoh, takkan buat kau jadi cantik.

Panggil orang bodoh, takkan buat kau jadi pandai.

Nak suruh orang suka kau, kau kena reti suka orang jugak.

Nak suruh orang jaga perasaan kau, kau kena reti jaga perasaan orang lain jugak.

Nak suruh orang hormat kau, kau kena reti hormat orang jugak.

Respect - LEARN it, GIVE it, GET it.

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