Feeling A Little Disoriented

Yesterday, I had a little discussion with the boss. It was about my board paper. It was the third draft and he hadn’t even looked at any of the previous drafts. And the comments from him… well, let’s just say that it made me mad. I know I shouldn’t be defensive. But I was. The efforts, the time, the various discussions I had with the project people (and the boss knew that), but he dismissed the proposal in its entirety (that’s me being very bitter about it.. actually it’s nothing like that at all – but he did give his comments). I’m ok with people giving comments. I mean, that’s how one should improve herself anyway. But I think it’s the way that the comment is given. It left me feeling a little upset. No.. not upset.. MAD to be exact. But I will not let that ruin my day. Today I intend to be positive about everything. First things first; my table needs to be cleaned and cleared off all thrash and unwanted items. I have to admit that I am sometimes embarrassed when it comes to orderliness (is there such a word) and cleanliness because my table looks like as if it got hit by twister non-stop. So yes, I’m going to clear my table in a bit. At least it’ll give me a sense of order and non-chaos.

Secondly.. I lost my phone. Literally lost my phone. I think my son threw it off the balcony. I looked everywhere for it, but I couldn’t find it. Underneath the sofa, in between the divider and the shelf, underneath the TV shelf, in between the dirty clothes in the basket (just in case he left it there.. who knows), inside my drawers, inside the potty, etc.. etc. But it was nowhere to be found. I had a feeling he threw it because the day before, he just had this inclination to throw almost anything down there. The no longer functioning handphone, the water bottle, his sister’s colouring pencils, his sister’s blocks (making the sister scream madly).. in fact, almost anything. I think he just finds pleasure in doing so. And I think, he threw my phone down too. Of course I couldn’t be mad at him. He’s only 14 months or so. What does he knows? So because of that, I just have to be more careful next time. And put my phone in higher places. Places where he couldn’t reach (even if it means him climbing on tables and chairs – yes.. have I mentioned that he’s a good climber?). So now, I have got to get a new phone. And that means spending about RM500 for a phone (I’m a simple girl. As long as I can receive and make calls, send text messages and use the alarm, I’m ok with any phone). Of course it has to be sturdy coz Raqib likes to shake the phone about and throw it to the floor whenever he feels like it.

Thirdly, I have a reunion with some school friends this Saturday and I haven’t even got her a gift yet. Some of the girls didn’t want to get her a gift because I think they misunderstood the part ‘tak nak menyusahkan’. But, as a friend, I think I still have to get this other friend a gift, a token of appreciation if you must say because she’s the one who is sponsoring the affair. It’s not cheap. About RM40 per person at Royale Bintang in Seremban. And we’re not talking about five of six persons. There’ll be about twenty of us. So yes, we MUST get her something. The only thing is, WHAT?? I’m thinking to get her a ready-made baju kurung. Perhaps a chiffon batik. But it’s quite expensive. About RM400 a piece. Hhmm… what should I get her? By the way, this friend of mine lives in the UK. She works there and all over. She married a mat Salleh and has a very cute little girl, slightly older than my Marsya. And since Raya is coming up, I think a baju kurung would be really nice.

Fourthly and finally for now, Ramadhan is coming up and I haven’t even replaced any of my Puasa. Bad isn’t it? I haven’t been very strict in replacing my Puasa lah this year. I have 21 days to replace, and this was during the morning sickness when I was pregnant with Raqib. Last year, my Puasa was full. I don’t think I have time to replace them… [sigh]…

Anyway, I’ve got some pictures to put up, but I haven’t got them here with me yet. Will do that soon.

Min’s Getting Married

A very close friend of mine is getting married this Friday. I have known her for almost ten years now and the best thing is that, I am still friends with her. And very close too.

I first laid eyes on her while I was in Newcastle. I can’t remember the first time I met her, but I think it was the MASSOC meeting to elect new committee members. She admitted that she didn’t like me when she first saw me (yes, she is very frank and I love her for that), but after she got to know me, and the rest of the Dilston girls, she couldn’t get enough of me. She would always come over to stay at my house (in my room and sleeping on MY bed, while I slept on the floor – talk about friendship). And when she herself moved to Dilston Road, I always came over to her house to hang out. We would sleep on her big bed, talked before going to sleep on things that had happened and things which may took place in the future.

There are just so many things about her that I will always remember and cherish.

The first time she told me she had a crush on somebody. I even had a role in this little story of hers. It was really, really funny. The merajuk, the running away from the house bit (my dearest Bie had to run after her, but she kept on walking and walking, even crossing the road without looking either side.. it’s funny when I think about it).

The time when she went on a diet. I can never forget her ‘cekodok rebus’. I can’t imagine how she could eat that thing. She didn’t want to eat fried ones coz the oil was just too much. So she boiled it instead and ate that. Don’t ask me how she did it, but she did. We could only stare at her in disbelief. She only had tuna sandwiches and cereals whenever she felt hungry. Her strong resistance towards food was unbelievable. She would membebel whenever I cook (I always cook if I was at her place. I don’t know why. I was hungry and there was nothing to eat. So I cooked) because she would want to eat also. But if I don’t cook, she would be coaxing me into cooking for her. Talk about conflict.

The time when she had issues and asked for my help.. there were several. I didn’t mind. In fact, I tried to help in any way I could. It just made us closer.

Her boyfriend issues. One particular boyfriend will always be remembered. Not just by me alone, but also the rest of the Gurls. I will always remember that night. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t get the image out of my head. I remembered talking to him. He was in the driver’s seat, whereas I was outside. Min was sitting next to him in the car, telling him to cool off and just drive off. I guess I also had a ‘big’ mouth back then (or do I still have it? Heheheheee) which ignited his anger. I couldn’t help it. There was also this ‘tambi’ boyfriend of hers whom I will never forget in my whole entire life. What he did to her was very wrong, and I will always despise him for that. I don’t naturally wish bad things for people, but for him, I sort of am prepared to make an exception. But all these things only made Min stronger. And I respect her for that.

I also remember the first time I saw her wearing a tudung. We were supposed to break fast at Kelantan Delights in KLCC. The minute I saw her on the escalator, I screamed my head off. I’m like that. My immediate reaction when I see something new, or something that excites me is priceless. So they say. Hehehehe..

Her antics are funny. The best part is that, she is oblivious of it and would not know that we were actually laughing at her until we had to tell her. Talk about being clueless. But that is Min. But never talk to her if she’s hungry or not having enough of sleep. She will bite your head there and then. Free2 jer kena. Hehehehe.. But it will only be for a while. She doesn’t keep grudges.

There are just so many memories of her. Good times, the not-so-good times. I love her to the max. She is like a sister I never had. In fact, the Gurls are all like the sisters I never have.

Congratulations, Min. Have a wonderful wedding, and a happy marriage. May you be blessed with many children and live happily ever after with your husband to be..