No connection for 3 days.....?!!!

Me: So when can you activate our phone line?
Guy: Ermm.. it will take a minimum of 3 days..
Me & Sis: What...! 3 days?! (%#^$!@%#@!#)
Guy: Minimum.. after the phone line is activated then baru they can activate the Streamyx.
Me: Gosh... that long?


Well, we have successfully moved into our new 'home' - the 2nd pit stop before moving into our REAL house. The move actually went very well, despite me having doubt about it at first. Uncles didn't get in the way. Movers were very efficient - 30 minutes and almost 3/4 of our belongings were already loaded into the lorry. Plus they were kind enough to help us rearrange everything back in the new house. They were a blessing in disguise, I tell youuuuuuuuu...

So now what's left is for us to sort things out and figure out which stuffs that we need and which should go into storage. Ah... speaking of storage, would you believe that our new house does not have any utility room, AT ALL? With our huge collection of treasure, we need a utility room. Hence, we decided to let go one of the rooms to use it for storage. That was how I ended up bunking with my eldest sis - a.k.a. my new roomie.. No more sleeping naked laaa now... hehehe...

Most of my stuffs are still in the boxes. When am I gonna finish unpacking? I don't know, for I won't be around much this weekend due to class. Class? Damn... I forgot where I put all my notes and I haven't even attempted the questions that the lecturer asked to be handed up for tomorrow's class... *sigh*






binx: anyone care to give me a massage?

Boxes everywhere...!

Imagine yourself in a man-made fort made out of cardboard boxes.... ah.. that is how I feel rite now.. I am surrounded by lots and lots of boxes.

It's my final night in this small space I call home. This room of mine has been my place to seek refuge from the hectic activities that I lead outside of the house. Even though I have a lot to complain about it (especially for not having a ceiling fan), it was still such a comfy room to sleep in for the past one year. Hence, it is kinda sad to be moving out and try to get use to the new room.

Tomorrow (Thursday), the movers will be coming at around 9 am.. And Mom still haven't finished packing up her stuffs. Urrghh.. I bet it's going to be a very kelam-kabut day. The arrival of my uncles from Kelantan at 10 pm just now (unannounced as usual!) will just adds up to kelam-kabutness. The last time we moved, I almost got into a fight with one of them for being "in the way". Siapa yang nak pindah nieh?



binx: can't lift it.. too heavy...

Everybody feels this way sometimes...

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Lisa Loeb - I Do


When I'm done with thinking
Then I'm done with you
When I'm done with crying
Then I'm done with you
When I feel so tired
Then I'm done with you
Everybody feels this way sometimes
Everybody feels this way...

And I do...
You can't hear it, but I do...
You can't hear it, but I do...

You're trying to convince me
That what I've done's not right
I get so frustrated
I stay up every night
You ask me for an answer
And I'm so tired and I'm up in the air
Everybody feels this way sometimes
Everybody feels this way...

And I do...
You can't hear it, but I do...
You can't hear it
But I'm feeling this way just because you say...

I will be ignored...
I will be denied...
I could be erased...
I could be brushed aside...
I will get scared...
And I will get shoved down...
But I feel like I do
Because you push me around

I'm starting to ignore you
I've doubted you so long
I'm tired of overthinking
I know you don't belong
Now I'm asking questions
No one pushes me around
Everybody feels this way sometimes
Everybody feels this way...

And I do...
You can't hear it, but I do...
You don't seem angry, but I do...
I do...

binx: i do...

Caffeine deprived....

This is what happens when you don't take your daily caffeine in-take...

binx: i need help!

If it's to be, it's up to me!

I've missed more than 9,000 shots in my career...

I've lost almost 300 games...

26 times I've been trusted to take the game-winning shot and missed...

I've failed over and over and over again in my life...

And that is why I succeed...

~Michael Jordan~

Failing once does not mean that you'll fail for the rest of your life...
Take it as a wake up call to make you push yourself two or three times harder than before to ensure that you'll pass the next time around.

Hence, do rise and step up to the plate and give it your very best shot. Insyallah, with much determination and perseverance, success will follow suit.

Confession of a stressed-out soul

I've had the worse Friday ever!



8.45 a.m.: Junction of Jln Silang - Jln Petaling


I was about to reach the college. Waited for the light to turn green.

"Green"

Turned the steering wheel... and suddenly..

"grrrkkk... grrrrkkk... grrkkk..."

The right front wheel went up the small-invisible curb and back down again..

"arrgghhh! my car...!"

~~~~~~~~~~

12.45 p.m.: Petaling Street

I realised that the parking charge at the college building was on an hourly basis. However, since I was not familiar with the area, I parked anyway. Little did I know that the charge would amount up to RM12 up until lunch time..!

There was no way that I was gonna pay RM24 for one day worth of parking fee. Hence, I went out of the building during lunch break in search for a cheaper parking space. However, after making a couple of rounds around the Petaling Street area, there wasn't any free space in sight. There was one parking lot near by but their charge is even more expensive that the previous one.

Hence, after making a few more rounds, I've finally decided to park at the Sinar Kota car park. Yeah, it's quite far from the college. But at least the rate is much cheaper (by half) from the previous car park.

Total RM spent for parking (from 9 a.m. - 6.30 p.m.) = RM20

~~~~~~~~~~~

9.30 p.m.: KLCC

Mrs. W: Where did you park?
Binx: I came up near the Marks & Spencer's wing.
Mrs. W: Ok
(both walked towards the wing, laughing & joking)
(went down to the car park...)
Binx: Errrmm... this is not where I parked my car...
Mrs. W: Errmm ok..
Mrs. W: So where did you actually parked?
Binx: I think it's at the other end of the wing..
Binx: Ooopss.. sorry girl..
Mrs. W: It's ok..
(walked faster to the other end)
Binx: Where in the world did I parked?
Mrs. W: Are you sure it's on this floor?
Binx: Yeah.. definitely..
Mrs. W: Ok.. we'll round the area..

We made few more rounds but to no avail. Hence, we decided to go up to the shopping area and find the right exit and then go down from that exit.

Up we went and ended up inside Isetan, only to be stopped by the guard, saying that the area is already closed and we need to go one floor above to exit at the lakeside exit. Once at the exit, we then made our way back inside Suria KLCC to the opposite wing, where I parked my car.

It was really a panicked moment. I seriously could not recall where I parked my car!

That is just so not me!

~~~~~~~~~~



binx:I really need a break!

Another queasy episode...

This has been a common sight for me for the past 3 weeks or so. I have been spending so much time in the toilet, with my head hovering over the toilet bowl, vomiting out everything that I have had for breakfast/lunch.

No... Don't get me wrong. I am neither bulimic nor anorexic. Just that I have been having frequent gastric attacks lately. No.. I did not skip any more meals. Not after the 1st attack that had got me shaken up pretty badly. It's just that my stomach have not fully recovered from the attack. Hence, it is a wee bit sensitive to the food I eat and also my eating timing.

I have paid another visit to the loo again today. A very long one. I spent almost a full 45 minutes hovering over the toilet bowl after lunch. And it was an experience that I wouldn't want to repeat, ever again. The pain, the spinning headache, the queasiness feeling, the sudden hot/cold feeling all over - it just makes you wish that the floor could open up and just swallow you alive.

The highlight of the event was when Aunty Beast walked into the toilet, just as I stepped out of one of the stalls...

Aunty: Are you ok, girl?
Binx: Ermm.. not really..
Aunty: What's wrong with you?
Binx: Another gastric attack..
Aunty: Oh dear.. Didn't you eat during lunch?
Binx: I did.. Just that my tummy is a bit sensitive lately..
Aunty: Did you take your medicine?
Binx: Yeah, I did.. but it's all gone now..
Aunty: Maybe you should try the supplement that I am taking now..
Aunty: You know your cell needs all the nutrients ... yada yada yada
(Me standing painfully and patiently as another round of queasiness swept over me)
Aunty: yada yada yada X 1000
Aunty: So what do you do when you get the attacks?
Binx: I throw up.. like rite now.. Excuse me... (and ran into one of the vacant stall)
Binx: uweekkkk....


That was the best way that I have escaped one of her long lectures about dieting and nutrients... Wish I could do it more often (touchwood!)...

Oh well, I just hope my tummy will behave over the next three days where I'll be battling to struggle to pay attention in class. Will be attending an intensive revision class from Friday, Saturday and Sunday from 9 am to 6 pm.. Just hope by the end of day 3, I won't have the urge to puke blood.. *winks*




binx: I want my bubur nasi...

Weeping Willow...

Friendship is a sheltering tree.
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge

I have received a call from an old friend yesterday. Haven't heard from him for almost 3 years now. And it was indeed a surprise when I heard his voice on the phone, telling me that he was in town for the week and asked whether we could meet up. Of course I agreed to meet up (he was my old flame actually.. hehehe). Hence, I drove all the way to Port Klang last night to pick him up at his hotel for a drink.


Lan: Hey binx... It has been ages since I've last saw you..
Binx: Yups.. ages! And you look like 'bapak orang' now..
Lan: And you haven't change at all.. Still the same old sweet binx..
Binx: That's me..
Lan: Well.. as for me.. I am happier now.. that explains the 'bapak orang' figure..
Binx: That's good to hear..
Lan: I'm engaged now..
Binx: Great..


And the conversation then lead on about his fiancee and their relationship. How they met, their tragic love story, their current situation, yada yada yada.


Don't get me wrong here. I didn't actually mind listening to him yacking away about the whole thing. I am actually used to being the 'listener' instead of the one talking. Hence, I proceeded to 'layan' the conversation like I always do. Little did I know that it would take him 2 full hours to fill me in on his current life history. With no reciprocal questions/stories about me.


When I dropped him off at his hotel..


Lan: Hey, thanks for coming out all the way to meet me..
Binx: The pleasure was mine buddy..
Lan: You've always been a great friend to me
Lan: You were always there whenever I needed someone to talk too..
Binx: That's what friends are for, kan...
Lan: Thanks binx..


As I drove into the night, my mind was full of disarrayed thoughts. There was an unsatisfied feeling deep inside of me. I realised that I have always try to be there for my friends. Whenever one of them needed a shoulder to cry on, I would be there by their side. Sometimes crying along with them. When one of them needed to talk, they know they can always call me and I'd be willing to listen to them talk, even at odd hours.


However, somehow I feel that when the situations were reversed, it was hard for me to find the solace that I longed for. I will just try my best to comfort myself for I know it would be very selfish of me to seek that much attention from any of them. All of them have their share of commitments and responsibilities, and it is unfair for me to unload my problems on their shoulder.


Not that I am complaining about my friends. Trust me, they are the best! Each and every one of them have their own set of qualities that made them very special to me.


A wise friend told me today, that maybe I could relate myself as a tree. A tree that someone would seek shelter from the blazing sun or even the pouring rain. A tree that someone would sit under, just to sort out his thoughts, figuring out ways to solve his problems. A tree that someone could just lay underneath it just to wind down and relax, or curl up with a good book.


A tree is strong, stable and stay rooted to the ground. It is strong enough to withstand the blowing wind, yet gentle enough to provide shelter for the humans and animals that are in need of a sanctuary.


Am I that tree? Well, maybe I am...




Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow let me dry you tears,
Let the wind blow away your fears,
Let the ground soak up your sorrows,
Let go of the pain of living tomorrow.


Weeping Willow I can hear you weeping,
I can feel your pain deepen,
If you need a friend to talk to,
I'll be there to help you through.


So Weeping Willow came take my hand,
I'll take you to a better land,
It's a much better place,
Where no one will know your face.


taken from PoeticTimes.com

Here we go again...

We are moving, again!


Yes, again. This will be our 2nd time in 2 years.


Hence, now my room looks like a tonkang pecah (broken boat?), with everything scattered everywhere. Every inch of the floor is either covered with boxes of books, bags (lots of them), more books (the current study materials), or clothes. I can't even move without stepping on to something.

I know I should probably clear it off by tonight because at least it will get the load off my shoulder for the rest of the week. However, I am just too lazy to do it. There is no motivation to pack! Luckily most of my stuffs (from the old house) are still neatly tucked in the boxes under my bed. Thus, it makes the process much easier. Now, it is only the matter of opening up the car boot and just stash the rest of my daily stuffs in it (this includes work clothes, books, bags and shoes).


Things to look out for in the next two weeks:-

• Hauling lots of heavy stuffs around the house
• Breathing in lots of dust that have accumulated over the year (hehehe)
• Sorting through the junks collected over the year and getting rid of it all
• Figuring out the new layout for the new house (which furniture goes where..)
• Getting my bearings set on the new location (so that I won't end up driving back to the old (current) house and find out no one was at home..)
• Making sure no furniture will get hurt during the whole process (trust me, lots of them were injured during the last round)

It is going to be another round of tiring weekend. Just hope that we will get all settled in before the month of Ramadan. The last time around, it took us almost a month to get everything back to normal. I can't afford to do that now. Not with my exam being just around the corner...





binx: wanna help me pack?

It wasn't so bad after all...

Yes I did attend the wedding... With whom? Ahaaa... Good question..

After searching high and low for a partner, finally my darling sis agreed to accompany me to the wedding. That was after much persuasion on my part *hehe*... And I was really thankful for her company, because I was practically the only outsider attending the blessing ceremony in the earlier part of the evening. Hence, having her beside me was actually very comforting.

The garden event was absolutely beautiful.. Words fail to describe how perfect it was to have a ceremony, in front of the waterfall, surrounded by colorful flower arrangements. It was like a scene taken out from the fairytale stories. The Bride looked radiant in her ivory gown, standing under the arch next to her husband. I was so glad to see that she was smiling, after all the nightmare that she had gone through while preparing for the wedding. Finally, all her sleepless nights and stressful days had paid off.

The dinner, however, was a very looooooong event. The invitation said that it will begin at 7.30 pm. Nevertheless, people only started to fill in the Ballroom a few minutes before 8.30 pm. Malaysians and punctuality!! And I thought Malay weddings were bad. Another thing that I find very disturbing was how ignorant people can be when it comes to dresscodes. It was suppose to be a formal dinner. Most of the guests dressed smartly for the occasion (including yours truly *ahem* *winks*). However, my sis pointed out one lady that came in a short denim miniskirt and a t-shirt like top, with a colored pantyhose and also a very jinjang-disco-going bag. Ermm.. I'm not trying to criticise her choice of accessories here, but her dressing.... errmmmm....... I'll you be the judge.

Oh well, I have survived another wedding. And there goes another bestfriend, thrown into the land of matrimony. All I can do now is to try and dodge the next wedding invitations that will be coming my way and just keep on focusing on my pathetic single life.. *winks*




binx: yawns.....

The downside of being single...

Another girlfriend is holding a wedding reception this weekend. Since she's a very dear friend of mine, I just could not say no to her. Plus, I am honored to be invited to witness the blessing ceremony of the couple a few hours before the reception.

When the invitation card arrived, it just plainly says:-

With joyful hearts,
we would like to extend
a special invitation to
Binx
to be present
at our belssing ceremony uniting us.

Binx - Me. Just me.. Not Binx and partner.

I was all hyped out about the wedding. It being the first garden wedding I've ever attended, and also the first Christian-Chinese wedding that I was ever invited to. And the bride, being my oldest friend of 16 years, did expect me to be there - by her side on the special occassion.

Hence, I've already found myself a beautiful kebaya top to be matched with a flowy pants to be worn on that day. (All the excuses to get meself a new outfit *winks*)

However, I've received a call from the dear friend today asking (actually, forcing) me to bring along a partner to the wedding. According to her, the sitting arrangements have been made and it seems that I'll be sitting with 4 couples for that night. It will be odd if I were to come stag plus there will be one empty seat at the table. Arrgghh.... bugger..

So, here I am cracking my head, trying to think of someone that would be glad to accompany me to the wedding. Flipping through my phonebook, I can only think of a few (less than 3) names that I could ask laa.. However, I am very sure that they'll be reluctant to tag along. You know laa how guys are when it comes to weddings, especially when it is of someone that they don't even know.

I've managed to ask two friends, and they clearly admited how much they hate weddings.

I am so damn de-motivated now to actually attend the ceremony this Sunday. Why laa does she have to make sitting arrangements like that? Can't she put me at the singles table or something? Hmm maybe I'm the only 'still-single' person around that she knows. hmmpfff...


Anyone out there has no plans for Sunday?




binx: i hate weddings!

At the end of the day....

Finally, I can take a deep breath (just for 5 seconds though) after working in full gear for the past week. I have been assigned a special task to organise the company's corporate briefing by Uncle (indirectly) and Aunty (directly). Hence, for the past few weeks I have been wearing the hat of a secretary cum event organiser. I was put in charge of everything from issuing the invitation letters, rsvp's, getting quotations from caterers, selecting the menu and even preparing the presentation slides for the GMD. Talk about multi-tasking ey...

After much struggling with the blardy PC, I have managed to come up with a reasonably OK presentation slides (it was basically a recycled slides from previous corporate presentation and all I needed to do was add few more new company agendas). In the midst of it all, I have managed to demonstrate to Aunty how unproductive it was to use the blardy PC and how a new PC would do me justice. All she said was, "Just hope everything goes well tomorrow (Tuesday) and once Uncle see how well you have performed the task maybe we can negotiate something for you..".

Alhamdulillah everything went smoothly today. Even though there was a few minor glitches in the morning, we have managed to overcome it by 3 p.m, when the briefing commenced. The slides looked great, the handout booklet was sufficient for everyone, the number of analysts that turned up was encouraging and most importantly, the food was excellent! The Tan Sri looked satisfied with the outcome and even Uncle showed that he was proud of the job well done.

However, one thing that I regretted about the day was that I didn't get the opportunity to mingle with those analysts. I only managed to 'cuci mata' during registration time, which was a very rushed session with only "Good afternoon, which company are you from? Please sign here.. And here's a booklet for you. Please have a sit and the presentation will begin shortly..". Demmit.. I didn't even manage to trade cards with those people due to the fact that I had to be at two places at once; the registration booth and the banquet hall.

Oh well, that's what happens when it was a one man's show. I can only do so much and hope that everything falls into place and that I would still have my job at the end of the day... hehehe..

After packing up, I was terribly drained out. I just could not bare sitting in my cubicle and stare at the cashflow sheets that have just came in (yeah.. back to the normal routine job). My eyes just could not focus on those numbers anymore.. Hence, with a long stare from Aunty, I shutdown the blardy PC and packed up and leave at about 6.30 pm.

While waiting for the lift at the car park building, a guy showed up and smiled. As always, I smiled back laa kan. He looked as if he was gonna say something when a very loud lady came by with another friend, talking animatedly about her son. So, both of us just smiled and cursed the lift for being very lembab.

"Ting!", the lift finally arrived.

I walked into the back of the crowded lift and was surprised to see the guy standing beside me. Hmmm... ooook. When the lift finally reached the desired floor, I walked out and started to head out of the building towards my car. And then...


Guy: "Hey.. so you work in this building?"
Me: "Ermm yeah..." (acknowledging my id tag strap)
Guy: "Cool..."
Me: "Yourself?" (he was not wearing any id tag...)
Guy: "I'm with the law firm on the 6th floor"
Me: "Oh I see.. I'm on the 5th floor"
Guy: "Yeah I've noticed. I've seen you around a couple of times"
Me: "Oh really...? ooook"
Guy: "So what's your name?"
Me: "Binx. And yours?"
Guy: "I'm E. So if I were to call your office and ask for Binx, they'll know it's for you?"
Me: "Errmm.. yeah. Everyone, including my director, calls me Binx"
Guy: "Great.."

Approaching the famous backlane warong...

Guy: "So I guess I'll see you around Binx.. I'm meeting my friends here.."
Me: "Yeah sure.. ok.. "
Guy: "It is nice to finally put a name to the face.."
Me: "Errmmm.. ok.. bye"


And that was how I ended my day.... with a smile on my face.





binx: i am soooo drained out.. where's my pillow?

*Hugsss*

Happy 23rd, Lil' Sis!





Even though you are far away...
just remember that you are always on our mind...
and our heart.

Hope you have a great day and
another year full of love and much joy...





*hugsss* & *muaaahsss*

It's nothing personal, it's business...

I've just finished watching The Apprentice result show on tv. It was the 3rd season and finally the final contestants are females. Go girl power! (hehehe). There was no doubt that Bill Rancic and Kelly were indeed clear winners from the start. However, that was not the case for the 3rd season's finalist.

Between Tana and Kendra, I can seriously say that Kendra deserved to win the game due to the leadership style that had inspired her workers. Nevertheless, if Tana had treated her workers well, I would say that she had an equal chance of winning the job too.

The way Tana handled the whole thing during the final task was really disappointing. When I found out that she was one of the finalist, I was actually rooting for her to win. Finally, an underdog gets to show that she too can survive the corporate world. However, she showed some very unprofessional attitude during the whole task that really was uncalled for. In my opinion, she could have addressed the matter in a better way rather than belittling her workers that way.

On the other hand, the way Kendra performed through out the game shows that she was truly capable in handling the challenges being thrown her way. The way she strategised the project/sales has indeed shows how smart she is in targeting her idea through. Even though she was being pushed by Craig for the final half of the show, she managed to rise up and shine her way through it. And that was indeed a superb move on her part.

Looking back at the Kendra-Tana's situation, it seems to show that people management is the key to a successful business. How many of you believe that that is true? I, for one, have to agree with Kendra's management style. According to her, she loves to inspire her workers in order to get them to believe in her and in turn join in her dream to see the project through. I have always believe that being able to communicate with your colleagues/subordinates is one step closer to achieving your goal. Furthermore, gaining respect from them would be an added key that can push it all the way through the finish line.

I have been a huge fan of the show since the first season. Watching those people go through the tough job interview really drives me to think that with great determination anything is possible. All you need to do is just to generate those determination through the right channel to keep you on track.



What do you think?






binx: what's with Trump and pink ties?

Out you go.....!

My work PC has been giving me problems lately. Actually, ever since I got it last year.

Being a very traditional company, my company don't believe in upgrading PCs until it no longer works. In other words, until it goes kaput laah. Hence, when I was transferred back to the main office, I had to choose between a very old PC and a not-so-old-but-still-outdated one. So of course I picked the latter, which was actually used my former MT colleague who has left for a greener pasture.

For the last few days the PC has been throwing tantrums. It keeps changing windows on its own. Imagine you are busy preparing a template when out of the blue the screen just changed to another window; be it your internet explorer or email window. 1 time ok lagi, 2nd time sabar lagi.. after the 4th time it just gets to me.



I spent the 1st half of the day on Monday just to clear off my hard disk (not that my files occupied that much space pun). Deleted all the temporary Internet files, deleted all the unwanted files, and even defragmented the hard drive. Nevertheless, things still remained the same. It still took me 20 full minutes just to start-up the PC, and another 10 minutes to open up my Outlook window. That does not include the hassle that I have to go through while working on my spreadsheet, with over 1000 linkages to other worksheets. Urrggghhh...

The climax was yesterday when Uncle Dan suddenly came over asking me to ammend his presentation powerpoints. He needed it to be done urgently and asked me to emailed it to an analyst. Changing the slides was no problem. However, things just went bonkers when I pressed the send button on the Outlook.. Suddenly the PC goes.. "kreeekkk kreeekkk kreekkkk krekkkk..". It took me a full 20 minutes just to send it across and another 30 minutes to retrieve an error message that the mail didn't go through.. Arrgghh.. By that time, Uncle had already left the office and I was 15 minutes late for class.


Now I really wish I could do this...

or this...




Either way, I'll be very satisfied.

"I need a new PC!"

binx: plugging off the wires...

Untitled

I thought that I've cried enough tears ...
However, why does it still keep flowing out of my eyes?

The wound that I thought had healed..
Had suddenly been unravelled.
Why must I be so emotional?

However, crying over it suddenly made me feel good again..
It goes to show how deep the impact was on me..
And how I've had emerged out of it..
As a better person...

Binxology : A Meme...

20 years ago, 1985

Lil' Binx started her 2nd year of Kindergarten. Very imaginative as always. Kept bringing back toys, books, etc. from school saying that the teacher gave it to her. Performed in the school's concert, part of the traditional dance group:- dancing to the tunes of "Kenek-kenek Udang". Got herself 5 stitches on her head when she fell and hit a longkang at home. Hence, part of her head was shaved during the ordeal and had caused her to cover it with her hand throughout the day at school (*malu*). Oh yeah, the family moved to a bigger house within the same area where she spent almost all of her young life growing up.


10 years ago, 1995

Got accepted to continue my studies in MRSM Kuala Berang, Hulu Terengganu. My first experience living out of the hustle and bustle of the city and actually fell in love with the whole thing. Definitely one of the best years of my life. Met my current best friends there. Went for a camping trip at the Sekayu waterfall and experienced the tough jungle activities, i.e. cross the belukar full of selut, got bitten by lots and lots of pacats, kena baling with taik lembu (cow dungs) by the facilitators and many more. I came to know that there was actually an addiction to cow dungs, besides the usual drugs and glue (no kidding!). Learnt a few hulu t'gannu words like lebong (lie). Had my first taste of ice cream goreng near Pantai Batu Buruk. Missed a very important event for a family member because was stuck in school. Luckily he came through and I only managed to convey my congratulations through the phone.


5 years ago, 2000

2nd/3rd year of university. Was living in Serdang, near the uni. Went to Japan for Kak Nor's graduation with Lil' Sis, Mum, and a family friend and her daughter. It was a fun trip, though it was a total contrast to our first trip there back in 97. All 6 of us cramped in Sis's small room in Fukushima, with me sleeping on the floor with my feet close to the kitchen stove (that was how small the room was). Got to play in the snow (1st time), visited a hot spring resort (didn't take a dip though cause was not comfy to bare it all.. hehe), was forced to swallow raw fishies (poor tummy), and got to see the sakura blooming in Tokyo (first touch of spring).


3 years ago, 2003

Started my 1st job on the 2nd of January. Was part of a Management Trainee program that got to visit most of the subsidiaries of the big sleeping giant. Had my 1st experience living on an estates and witnessing the life of an estate worker. Befriended Adil, Gina, Elaiza & Cheryl and went on lots and lots of adventures with them. Attended the OBS in Lumut that year and had survived the 5-day challenged full of hard peddling, spirit boosting, monkey shoo'ing, and friendship bonding. Got transferred nearer to home in the 2nd half of the year. Hence, had the luxury to wake up at 7.45 am and still arrived at the office by 8.30 am.. hahaha.. It was a total bliss... Sat for my 1st CIMA exam in November and managed to clear it by 1 mark above the boderline (phewh!)


Last year, 2004

Went for a final all-girls road trip to Pangkor after my exam. It was the last trip we went as singles before both of my darlings tied the knots. Failed all my 3 CIMA strategic papers for the May sitting (*sob* *sob*). Bought my 'Love' in June after contemplating about it for a few months. Mrs. Wacko got hitched in August and we drove up all the way to Penang to witness the memorable ceremony. Ejan got engaged in September. Experienced a huge crush for someone only to experience an excruciating heartbreak after that. Befriended Kidd and had lots of adventures in Starbucks with the guy. Started the 'confessions' blog in December after I've sat for my November exam (cleared 1 out of 2 papers).


This year, 2005

Ejan got hitched at the beginning of the year - lovely wedding!. Didn't get to send off Lil' Sis to Perth in February because of the stoopid auditors (urgh!). Forged friendship with wonderful people in the bloggersphere. Jigga got hitched in March and will be expecting a Jigga Jr next January. Got the freaking news of the transfer to hell.. Currently working under the Beast, doing consolidation for the group (a madman's job). Had been succumbed to late working hours and long weekends in the office for the past 6 months. Went for a company trip to Awana Kijal and had a blast (despite the fact that I lost my Samsung mobile at the beach). Went for an Umrah trip with the family in May. Got promoted to Assistant Accountant in July and currently gearing up to complete my final 3 papers in November.


Next year, 2006

Hopefully I'll become one of CIMA passed finalist by March (insyallah) if not by the end of the year. Insyallah will be carrying the 'Accountant' title by the end of the year with an ACMA stamped on my name card. Will launch my cafe project by then and try to explore the business world further. If everything works exactly the way I planned it to be, then I'll get my chance to do some travelling - 1st stop will definitely be Perth to visit Lil' Sis and then it will be London!!


Ten years from now, 2015

Married to a great guy with lil' binxy juniors trailing about. Will be busy running the cafe by then. A headline in one of the mags will read "Young Charted Accountant turned Dynamic Lady Entrepreneur Launch New Cafe Outlet" (cue cheers: *hooray!*).


Now the meme shall be passed on (for the fun of it) to my regular visitors: teek, mr. king (if he has time-off from his 'everyday-is-monday' day) and 3six7.
Tagged! You're it...




binx: meme meme meme...

Zzzz............

Sleeping has been my all-time favorite pastime ever since I could remember. Oh what a total bliss to be tucked in bed, underneath the duvet, dreaming away in la-la land.

My sleeping do's:-

1) I have to have 2 head pillows, 2 throw cushions and my fav bolster (bantal busyuk)
2) I dun like to sleep in an air-cond room.. unless it's really really HOT
3) Next to my pillows, I need to have my handphone and wrist watch
4) My usual sleeping time would be after 12 midnight
5) I love to sleep curled up like a ball, hugging my bolster and the cushions..
6) I usually read (a few lines pun jadi laa) before I sleep
7) Light music

zzzz.....


I like to think that I am not a 'lasak' sleeper. Errmm.. Maybe I am, only on sleepless nights though. I know this because I once shared a single bed with a friend and I noticed that I woke up in the same position the next morning.. Control.. hahaha

Anyway, after watching Macam-macam Aznil on Astro Ria tonight, I was brought back to my childhood days when we used to play one silly game that goes like this...

"Mentadak mentadu macam mana (insert name) tido?"

This game used to be played using a Mentadak (Praying Mantis) that is locked inside a bottle. A person would ask the insect to immitate another person's sleeping position. Being known as the insect that loves to pose, the mentadak would hold a pose and the people around would have a good laugh at it. Hmm.. What's so funny about the game? Ermm.. dunno laa.. It's just funny laa.. The best part is that the smart mentadak will hold different poses after each question. Funny laaa..



Have you ever played the game?



So, what are your sleeping do's and don'ts?







This is the best sleeping position ever!!

this one too..!

Have you ever faced a similar situation?

*munch**munch**yawnsss* zzzz....

ouwh.. fishies... zzzzz.......

*hicks**hicks*

sleeping on the job.. *lol*

sleepovers!

hugging is good...................









binx: *yawns* "rockabye binxy on the tree top"

ANGER MANAGEMENT

Arrrgghhh.....!!!


I am just so angry at the world today. There's this pumped up feeling of hard-rage anger that seems to have taken over the control of my brain. What was I angry about? So many things...


1) I hate it when we have a public holiday in the middle of the week. It just meddles with the momentum that you have build-up since Monday. Hence, today had been a slow day for me...


2) I hate it when people kept on asking me the same question over and over again, even after I've answered them the 1st time around. Urrgghh.. It is just so damn irritating... If I said "no, thanks", it means "no, thanks" laa.. You don't have to push it. I know you are trying to be nice, but I don't need your help.


3) I hate it when someone kept on doing the things that irritates me, even though after I've made it clear to that person that I can't stand what (s)he does. When I said it gently, you thought that I was playing around with you. When I smiled, you thought that I didn't mean what I've said. Urrghh.. And when I gave you an irritating angry look (after you've repeated the same thing countless times), you said that I'm a bad-tempered person..


4) I hate it when someone asked me "Bad mood ke?" when it was plain clear that I AM in a bad mood. Even when I made it clear to that person that I am not in the mood to kid around and crack silly jokes, (s)he just could not digest that fact well into his/her head. Instead, (s)he made it a point to add up to my misery for the entire day! What did I do to deserve this...


5) I hate PMS!!!



A pit stop at Starbucks after work had managed to cure the anger. After the grande Mocha Rhumba Frapuchino, everything went back to normal. Now I'm my happy cheerful self...
:D


burrrppp...






binx: I'm a lion... hear me roaaaaaaaaar!!!