Assalamualaikum

Assalamualaikum all u beautiful people...
Its been a long time since my last post, hence I've chosen a title that's very apt. (Note to Alfy, i also like the other meaning of the word)

It has now been 2 weeks since I started my new job. So far so good. My previous job still hunts me though, can't seem to shake people off. Tapi tak palah, kita mesti tolong people who are in need.

I've also been good at keeping to my resolutions (please see below) apart from number 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7 (He!He!)


1. To not stay in the office till very late. 7 pm latest only if necessary.
2. Really work from home on Friday.
3. Exercise regularly, like twice a week.
4. Plan my vacation...there are three types, family break, spouse break and personal break.
5. Cook more, start with twice a week.
6. Lose weight
7. Play golf

I'd like to think that I have lost weight. Almost everyone at Shariman's wedding (those yang dah lama tak jumpa) told me that I've lost weight. Ada yang tanya kalau I dah kahwin, normally yang ask those kind of questions are old makcik-makciks (obviously asking for their anak etc) but sad to say this time it was a pencinta wanita (Aku memang pencinta wanita, dan aku memang buaya).



I also graduated from my Bullet Proof Manager's course today. Although I've missed 2 out of the 12 sessions that I am supposed to attend, I am the first to graduate from Schlumberger, the rest have missed the 10/12 chance. Today's session was held at Carcosa, instead of the usual Renaissance. We covered 2 topics presented by Lisa Ford and Zig Ziglar. Both were great, but the one given by Zig was called Establishing Goals and Priorities. And one of my Personal Action Plan is to come up with a list of Wild Ideas. Will share that assignment with all you beautiful people. Okay, got to go now.

Love y'all.

Sehati Berdansa, Empat Kaki Sejiwa

Okay I have not watched this Sehati Berdansa programme but read about it twice already in the papers. Once over the week-end when they showed a picture of As Feminin who is one of the peserta, and again today because the first couple to leave, i.e. Radhi OAG and wife complained that there is a bit of "pilih kasih" involved.
I actually saw some footage of their dancing last night on Astro Awani. OMG, what's wrong with these people, their dancing was bad!! I mean really bad! But of course I have not seen how bad the rest are, but they were pathetic. Wifey was invited into Awani's studio (Gala TV) and she actually said the same thing, something along the lines of, "rasa terkilan sebab ada unsur-unsur pilih kasih". So sad when people don't realize that its not easy to be sejiwa when you have four legs...four left legs.
Moving on to empat kaki sejiwa, and since Kakak has secara tidak langsung proclaimed Minggu Burung (Tua?) through yesterday's entry. This morning on my way to work, I had to stop at a red light. And saw two burung gagaks perching on the traffic lights' post. The kind that hangs over the junction (not the tiang one, if you know what I mean). One of the birds was clutching onto some food, it looked like it was once a drumstick, but still has a bit of meat left. That bird gigit some meat and passed the drumstick to the other bird. These birds were actually sharing the food. It was a beautiful sight. I don't know about you all, but I've always thought that gagaks fight for food. Seeing the two of them pass the food back and forth to each other left me with a great feeling. I am going to share this story with the girls, three things that one can learn...
1. Its good to share
2. If you are willing to share, please give it up (whatever it is that you're sharing) willingly.
3. If you want people to share anything with you, wait until they give it to you.

My name is not Norhayati

"Okay Norhayati, the baby is still high now, so you don't push yet okay"...."My name is NOT Norhayati, my name is Noratikah!!"

Begitulah antara scene-scene yang menarik that went on in the labour room while Atikah was in labour, but if you hear Arman's version, or more like its the way Arman tells it, it sounded so funny and painless. Anyone whose been through labour would understand the 'Eh-sut-up-you-if-I-feel-like-pushing-I'll-push-okay'. Arman had been in the room since morning, and had not been to the toilet, and badly needed to go. Toilet pulak kat bawah, on a different floor. So he told the doctor that he needed to go, doctor kata takpa can go lambat lagi baby nak keluaq. He came back, Alia was out already...and he missed the whole "bloody" birth.

Alia looks like Arman (pictures to follow after I download it from Kam's phome), and can not be anywhere near Aunty Yuz. Aunty Yuz's suuden bursts of laughter would wake her up. Arman can't even sleep in the same room with her as his one-man-band sounds keep her awake.

Nur Alia (T-car, I hope the spelling is correct) is truly a rojak baby. Arman is Indian Muslim, T-car is half Chinese and the other half is a mix of Jawa, Mat Salleh and Melayu. But when Arman went to register Alia, her race was put as Melayu. Person at the counter, upon checking the documents then said "Cik, bangsa tak boleh letak Melayu lah, kena letak India Muslim". Which means Alia is not a Bumi. Funny lah our registration department because our darling Taufiq being half Chinese and half Malay is Melayu. Arman said, "Takpalah Cik, kalau macam tu saya nak tukaq spelling nama dia...Noor Allleeeyyaa" Of course he didn't do that lah, just wanted to describe how funny Arman is.

Coming back to Arman, I got to know Arman when I was in Matric 2. We spent a lot of our nights together....Ha! Ha! Ha! Together with 2 other amazing friends, Afiza and Kumaran. We were in our hostel's (or Desasiswa in USM) debating team. As Matric students we were all placed in Desa Gemilang, we were Gemilang's debating team. We had to fight all the other desa's debating team, and turned out champions. Imagine, satu USM, budak Matric menang. We then had to represent USM in the Nationals. Of course lah tak leh menang when faced with the likes of Malik Imtiaz Sarwar (who represented UIA). Nasib baik Alwi tak represent UM that year. We were happy that we got that far. Arman was the first speaker, and kept it all together pretty much most of the time...very witty and unpredictable. For example, I will say "Arman, I don't know how to keep a straight face when talking to you" and he'll say "Ok, I will bring a ruler".

Anyways, as we won at the Uni. level, MAS awarded us with tickets to anywhere in Malaysia, we get to pilih, of course we went for Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. It was an experience I shall never forget. We climbed Mount Kinabalu together.

Last night I got a call from Afiza, it was a very pleasant surprise. She told me that one day out of boredom, she decided to google Asuki's name and found...Bicara Lelaki, and from there found all of us, including you Yana. It took her a while to figure out siapa Dino Dame was, but Afeez is smart. She also found out that T-car was pregnant, then decided to give T-car a call. Out of boredom she also does subtitles for Astro. So Afeez, next time you venture to our blogs, jangan malu dan segan, you have now been properly introduced. In fact, I am not surprised if you have your own blog.

Afeez, perhaps we should track down Kumaran as well. Last I heard, he was doing his Masters in UH/UM. He approached my sister Kak Idah, who is also working in UH and told her that he knows me and have actually met Kak Idah when we were all in UM for the debate. We can all have a get together, so Arman when are you coming to KL? Now that you are in between jobs (Arman's version of in between jobs, not the same as all you jhoras ok).

Okay, I need to go off tangent now, and I'm sorry if my thoughts for this particular blog is not quite coherent. I'm just writing so that I will not forget things when I'm much older (hopefully I don't forget how to read by that time). Arman's brother, Kak Idah and Alwi all stayed in the same Kolej kat UM dulu, and Kak Idah actually accidentally broke Arman's brother's finger once. Apparently Alwi was the President and Kak Idah being his girlfriend was the first lady. It was a tradition there to throw the first lady into the fish pond or something obscured like that. And Arman's brother and his friends were doing just that, carrying Kak Idah to be thrown in the pond. She struggled so much that she broke his finger.

Blast Off

Okay now, confession time...how many of you felt emotional watching the live telecast of the launch last night?

Kakak?

Minutes to bukak posa

Okay quick one. Petang tadi Papa had difficulties driving/parking his car at the porch sebab there was a van partially blocking. Van belonging to the Indian contractors renovating the house next door. He finally managed to drive in, although his car slightly scratched by a pasu bunga. Luckily Harry was around and he helped to move the pot elsewhere. Papa then got out of the car, and in true don't-mess-with-me attitude marched over and told them to not block our house ever again...I thinklah. By that time, Harry and I had already walked in.

Tahu-tahu aje ada dengar orang mencarut...Papa of course, and more swearing were excanged between that guy and him. Mak Azi asked Harry to go out and protect Papa should anything happen. I too went outside, but one of them was being very courteous...and apologized. Then I saw the culprit, when he stepped forward and started to say something to me as well...to be honest I didn't hear him, I just saw through him, apa lagi, makcik naik angin lah!! I just looked him in the eye and said "Excuse me, I don't want to talk to you, I was talking to him" He then went on and on about not wanting to respect Papa and I said, "Hello, respect from people like you is not what my father needs, thank you very much" Mother also joined in the drama, she very gila already by then. I calmed her down by saying, "Don't bother with them Mama, if they were smart and sensible, they wouldn't be doing this job". Papa asked the civilised guy to move the van so that he can then park properly. Then I saw something on the floor, a Carslberg bottle cap..BINGO.

I picked it up, turned to the guy yang baik and said, "Is this why your friend is crazy?" And he just nodded. That guy yang tadi bising bukan main terus kecut when I turned to him and said, "Hey...this is evidence okay, you have been drinking on the job, I don't care even if its not you, someone is going to take this fall".

After the nice guy moved the van, he came back and apologized again. I told him..my dad is old, you all want to drink all, go ahead, not my problem, but if anyone of you become aggressive like that ever again, I will make a police report.

Sekian sahaja episode "Drama Minggu Ini". Minggu depan kami akan kembali lagi dengan kisah yang lagi menarik....dari Bicara Lelaki..that is if I update it.