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Hari Raya for Bibik - Part V

Assalamuaalaikum & Salam Sejahtera buat semua pembaca belog ini.

Lebaran tiba lagi tahun ini. Tetapi kali ini mungkin Bibik tidak menjalankan tugas Bibik seperti dahulu kala karna Bibik terlalu sibuk dengan kerja di kantor dan juga karna Ibuk tidak percaya kepada Bibik untuk memasak hidangan juadah raya pada tahun ini. Ibuk telah 'single handedly' menyiapkan segala juadah untuk hari lebaran tahun ini. Bibik hanya nolong menyental kuali dan periuk nya sahaja.

Pada pandangan Bibik, lebaran kali ini tidak begitu meriah. Mungkin karna Bibik tidak pulang beraya ke kampung dan hanya beraya di hadapan TV. Mungkin juga karna Bibik tidak dapat pergi bersama sembahyang pada pagi raya karna Bibik telah mendapat "red flag" pada malam raya. Mungkin juga karna pacar Bibik juga tiada untuk kunjung ke rumah karna dia terpaksa berkerja pada pagi raya pertama dan kedua (Bangla di kantor minyak pun dapat cuti tau).

Jadi hanya pada hari raya pertama sahaja Bibik agak ribut untuk membasuh pinggan di dapur serta melayan tetamu yang hadir. Nasib baik baju raya sempat Bibik sarung. Jadi dapat juga lah Bibik kelihatan 'vogue' sambil menyental pinggan di dapur... :)

Pada hari raya kedua, Bibik serta keluarga hanya bersantai dihadapan TV sahaja. Bukan melayan program raya pun... Kami lebih asyik mengikuti perkembangan Angkasawan negara, Dr yang sangat gantang itu di TV. Waduh waduh... Bangga sungguh Bibik pabila melihat Dr yang gantang itu muncul di hadapan kamera pabila dia sampai ke stesen angkasa lepas antarabangsa itu. Ada juga anak Malaysia yang berjaya sampai ke angkasa lepas kan. Bibik kagum... Bibik kagum...

Pada awalnya, Bibik sekeluarga merancang untuk melawat keluarga pacar Bibik pada hari raya ketiga. Tetapi pada awal pagi nya itu, kami menerima SMS dari bapak Bibik yang mengatakan bahawa nenek Bibik di Johor sedang sakit tenat dan menyuruh kami pulang segera. Jadi terpaksalah Bibik melupakan hajat untuk merasa laksa johor buatan 'future MIL' Bibik karna terpaksa pulang ke kampung.

Setibanya kami di kampung, kami melihat keadaan nenek tidaklah seteruk yang disampaikan. Pabila adik Bibik (ala... ingat nggak kepada Biju..?) curik2 memeriksa talipon bimbit bapaknya, dia terjumpa satu pesanan bapak kepada adiknya yang menyatakan bahawa dia ingin men'trick' anak2 nya ini untuk pulang ke kampung dengan menyatakan bahawa nenek mereka sakit tenat. Sungguh menyirap darah Bibik, Biju dan Cik Puan pada masa itu. Kami tidak sangka yang bapak kami sanggup menipu sebegitu rupa hanya untuk menyuruh kami pulang ke kampung. Jadi, tidak panas lagi punggung kami di kerusi, kami terus meminta izin untuk berangkat pulang. Itu pun selepas meng'confirm'kan yang nenek tidak sakit teruk. Bibik rasa kami duduk di dalam mobil lagi lama (ya ampun.... banyak sungguh mobil di jalanan waktu kami pulang ke Kuala Lumpur).

Begitulah cerita nya lebaran Bibik pada tahun ini. Ianya tidak lah semeriah lebaran-lebaran yang sudah. Tetapi Bibik masih lagi bersyukur karna dapat merayakan nya pada tahun ini bersama keluarga. Ini mungkin raya terakhir Bibik sebagai 'ms bibik' insyaallah. Jadi kena lah Bibik meng'fully utilise' nya sebaik mungkin.

Bagaimanakah lebaran kalian pula?



Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV




bibik: sudah pandai speaking london you... jgn marah...

Maaf Zahir Batin

Hope all of you have a blessed Syawal with your love ones...





binx: another raya in KL...

Confession of a newly appointed Charted Accountant

First of all, I just would like to say...


Woooohooooooo.................!

I've made it!
I've made it!

Alhamdulillah


However, the process of obtaining the title was not an easy one. It was really TOUGH... I have invested a lot of time, money and tears to get this far.

Unlike any other accounting bodies, CIMA requires their passed finalist to actually submit a career resume and attend an optional face-to-face assessment before they can be selected as an associate member. Thus, I had to fork out GBP113 (equivalent to almost RM800) and come up with a 15 pages of career profile write-up before I was able to attend the assessement this morning.

Luckily I have a very supportive and loving boyfriend who had pushed and encouraged me to apply for the assessment. I didn't want to pay out so much just for an hour assessment and to be told that I was not qualified to become a member.... RUGI! However, I gave in and started to build up hope that maybe there is a chance...

So I began to bullshit my way to come up with a 15 pages write-up. It was horrible I tell you... as I was not really focusing on sentence structures and grammar. I was just trying to compile everything that I had done throughout my service with my previous companies. Thank God Mr Judge offered to edit the write-up for me. And that was how we ended up spending our nights @ Starbucks for the last few days, with me bullshitting my way through the pages and him trying to make my bullshits sound more presentable.

This morning, as I walked through the door of the CIMA office, I sensed that it was not going to be a smooth sailing day for me. First, I was asked to amend by career summary as I had over-counted the number of time spent for few of my attachments with my previous employers. I had double counted the time when I had held 2 work portfolios at once. Thus, I had to re-do the entire thing, canceling off the one that I had nicely prepared (siap color printed lagi OK).

During my assessment, the assessor gave me the impression that I was not going to make it this time around due to the fact that most of my experience had focused on financial accounting areas instead of management accounting. I had a tough time trying to convince him that I was a qualified candidate and I should be admitted as a member. I was really disappointed when he asked me to be prepared for a second assessor to bombard me with more questions as he was not confident that I should be admitted as a member. I left the interview room with tears in my eyes.... I really don't want to go through the whole process again!

When they called out my name 15 minutes later, I was ready to receive the bad news, as the mat salleh's face didn't look quite happy when he called out my name. However, imagine my surprise when he said, "I have some good news for you.. You've made it through and you are now an ACMA!". I really wanted to cry there and then, but I've managed to get a hold of myself and later cried in the car on my way back home.



So, I've made it here... What now?




binx: *jumping with joy*