Two weeks at Pasir Puteh branch

Beware of my English language! (I'm not good, but still, want to write in English)

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

I finish my shift this evening at 7p.m. Tomorrow i'm going to machang. Again!. I dont like machang. Not machang as a whole, but the branch i'm going to work. Dont want to talk bad about that branch. But the good things about the branch i went for two weeks from 17th of december until today, 31st of december 2016.

To the supervisor, k.zue, and the assistant supervisor, k.ja, i have a nice experience working there. Thank you so much! I've heard a lot about k.zue, about her dedication towards her works, how tidy the branch. And about her being the best supervisor of all branches in Malaysia. I'd learn a lot. I saw how much you helps staffs' work, which were obviously not supervisor or assistant supervisor's tasks. You are not emotional, you are someone who know how to divide between personal things and work. Enough with that. K.ja is also a nice person. Who trust me in handling tasks given.

Then, comes the staffs. K.eila(who own a viva car), k.ma(who have a twin brother), kakak(who have a twin sister), fatin(who is married and living with her mother in law), aida(a quite rude way of talking to everyone), huda(who have pretty face, fast work but curse a lot), dila( very cute and gentle), wani (who love make up and have a boyfriend who drove a wira), zati(who is nice, and love to show "peace" sign", tiqah( who is the same age as me, nice, and keep calling me "kaknor" saying, she is not going to see me longer), k.ani( who is on maternity leave, and i only met her today), wawa( people always mistakenly call her as me, and me as her since we both have almost the same body shape), nuyu( who looks like tokti, and sweet talking), akma(who had been in accident, and show me her scars, she is also the same age as me), zu (who resign after 3days i been there), apik( 22 years old responsible son, who dont want to continue his study just to take care of his mom), pokwa( i'm seriously touched by the way he pray, look a bit japanese, and i cant speak a lot with him), syafiq( a 18 years old boy who dont know i'm an assistant supervisor until today).

Did i miss anyone?

Being with all of you leaving a good memories in my mind. The good or bad, i'll treasure them.

Thank you.

SINCERELY,
SITI NURAINI MOHD ZULKIPLI

The day i waiting for

Assalamualaikum.

Its a bit late now..

Just want to say..

I feel good when i see someone i admire achieve her/his ambition. Today i saw his post. I waited for 6months for that one post.

Congratulation for you. I love seeing my friends getting employed. Seriously!

Me here is trying hard (not so hard) to study account+japanese language as my brother a.k.a  said, there is a vacancy at his place. A vacancy which related to account. The thing is, i'm not from pure account. Things get a bit difficult. Whatever it is, i'm going to try my best.

Luckily, one of my classmate from uthm is  ready to help me. She tell me a lot of things. She is not someone i got close to during our degree. But somehow i'm quite sure, she would willing to help me. Guess what? I'm right! She even agree to help me to tackle the interviewer since its a bit hard for a person with no pure account knowledge. I'm so blessed. Her name is iqa fadzil. She is so nice.

*the one i mention earlier is the one who always appear in my dreams. A few days ago i did dream about him. I never think about him during the day. And of course never at night. But somehow, he always appear in my dreams. Quite weird. But i love it.

You know. When i see someone does way better than me in her/ his career life. I do feel a bit jealous. But then i go back to what islam teach us. "REZEKI MASING-MASING". Usaha lebih dapat la lebih. Kau ni pon.

Kau tak cukup berusaha la tu. Sebab tu dapat banyak tu jer. La hai.. tu pon nak kena cakap ke? Keh.

*dear self, i wonder if you are strong enough to try the job. You are so slow that even a spm graduate can think way better way faster than you. I need to stop eating fish head or drink water with ants in it. Hmm.

Its been so long since my last post.

Goodnight world.

Assalamualaikum.

Just a random post

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

Hai you~~

Working? Studying? Resting? Eating? Sleeping? Are you?

Hello there~~

Long time no post. I did try to write some post but accidentally deleted it. Many times. So i let it rest in peace in my memories. I'm sure it will get deleted now or then since i forget things easily, except my love for you~~ kekeke

Well, it's my fourth week working in Jerteh now. It tooks about 1 hour and a half from Pasir Mas to Jerteh. And the gas cost keep increasing. I decided to come home once in two weeks. It's not that i have a lot of commitments, but i need to cut cost here and there.

But, still, it's not that easy to not come home. My parents is here(i'm currently laying on my bed, in my bedroom, at my home sweet home, in Kampung Seberang Merbau, Pasir Mas). They are getting older, even they still looks healthy. They can work actively. And we dont know when we will die. And i need to keep reminding myself about death.

Well, i have some problems. I'm not good at expressing my emotions. I love them, but i act like i don't. But, i'm good at expressing "i dont like this person". Heehe

Today i went to Pasir Mas. Went to CIMB. I asked the staff about my asb loan. The staff that used to handle my loan 4 months ago transfer to other place, leaving my loan unattended. My loan delayed. Today, other staff handle my loan. Two of the staffs there still remember me. My face must be so familiar. Hehehe.

And i just know that PTPTN kiosk at plaza serakai mas already moved to Tunjong, kb. That is so far away. Its better and cost lesser if i just pay extra rm1.01 at any bank available to pay back my ptptn loan. I hate things that complicate my plan.

I stopped by at AIM Pasir Mas, near bandar Tasek Raja. I used to do my internship there. They were still so friendly. And their never ending question is, "when are you getting married? Dont forget to invite us". Err.

I stopped by pasar bandar tasek raja and got 2kg of ikan kembung. Rm4= 1kg. That is so cheap. And 1 kilo of squid. 1kg of squid= rm10. Quite ok.

Tomorrow i'm planning to go to nearby cyber cafe and try to apply for new jobs. Just trying to find better job opportunities. And go to nearby workshop to work on my brake lamp. It's not working!!!!!god!!!!!!how much more should i spent money on this car. I love u my dear car, but, do you want to take my money each month??

While i am writing this post, my fingers keep touching my face, and omg, two more pimples is growing!!!why?

P/s: i hate people who lies, i hate people who take advantage on others, i hate rude people.

Sometimes i do that too.

Someone i know from the university (UTHM) got into a quite serious accident two days ago. He is doing his Phd in Mechanical Engineering in UTHM. Now in Hospital Selayang. Next week he will go through a surgery to fix his jaw. I pray he will survive and go through all this, well. He is a friend whom i know for three years but almost rarely talk to each other. And he is Kelantanese too. Go Azlan! Go go go!!

Okay goodnight

Me driving a car

Assalamualikum..hye hye hye!!!!

Its my first week working at jerteh.

Feeling good.

Why?

I love the environment, i can accept the way my monitor do her work, i accept how my monitor advise me to improve my work. I love my room mate. I accept the way my supervisor do her work. And i hope my love for these listed things wont fade. I want to continue loving.

Well, the title is about me driving my lovely car. The old and costly car, red satria.

Since i started my career. Urm. No i started to really drive a car when i was on my internship. Which is in the month of february 2015. Now i am an assistant supervisor which had already went to 5 different branches. 4 in pantai timur and 1 in north of Malaysia. I used my car to travel, of course. The place varies. The longest one took more than two hours of driving. It was jerteh.

The thing is, my friends were quite shocked when she knew i was able to drive alone and i knew the place. Let me tell you something. I didnt really knew the place. But i knew the things that lead me towards my destinations. Yes! The sign boards. There were lots of sign boards around this country. Well, you dont learn something if you dont commit mistakes. I used to get lost many times. But, when i realized that i'm getting far away from my exact destination, i will seek other's help. Yes! There was also a lot of people in my country. Ask them. They are helpful enough to guide you to your destination. Trust me. But remember to choose correctly. Who knows, you choose a criminal.. hehehe.. and then he take advantage on you. He robbed you. He try to harass you. Or anything. I choose to ask people at the coffee shop. Where a lot of experience old men gather to waste their time, drinking coffee or tea or just talk to each other. I asked them. They will surely never get you disappointed. You will get what you need.

And of course, as a muslim, you need to always trust in Allah. Ask for His lead. Recite du'a to ease your journey. As for me, i tried to remind myself to always says (subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, Lailahaillallah, Allahuakbar), read "waja 'al na mim baini aidi him saddan wamin khalfihim saddan, fa agh syaina hum fahum la yubsirun". It was from surah yaasin which means, you ask from Allah to protect you, in n out, all around you from the jins or the bad people. The most important thing is ayat kursi. I never missed to recite the kursi. And put your trust in Him.

And always be patient of other people, othe vehicles. No patience, no living.

May Allah guide us in our everyday life.

Where are you?

Assalamualaikum.

Hey hey hey.

Today, the topic is, "where are you?"

You in this topic stand for, my future husband.

Well, i'm not that excited to know who is he. But my mom is. She keep asking me. Duhh.. i'm just 24 years old woman. Still got a lot of things to do, ALONE to be exact.

I choose this topic today because, it was mentioned by my older sister who got married in 2015 at the age of 27 in the family whatsapp group. She said, "mom keep asking me, did you have a boyfriend?". Well mom already ask me countless times about the possibility of me having a boyfriend. See? Even my sister got married at 27 years old. So, me here is 24 years old mehh. Still a long way ahead to go, to explore, to learn, to enjoy, to be selfish, to be a bad.

Yes you read right. I'm bad. You see my outer look. Even my outer look dont seems nice, am i right? Just know that, my inner self are worser. Haha. Bad english there. Who cares??!!

My mind was so evil that when i see people, i think the possibility of them doing bad things. When i see people, i judge them. I talk bad about others too. A lot.

And i hate folding clothes. Seriously! I hate folding clothes so much. Enough for me to hoping for a husband who can help me do that. He he he.

I am not a neat person. I dont fold clothes. So i'm not a neat person. I rarely sweep trash. But i'm not a dirty person. I make sure my toilet is clean. I make sure the sink dont stink. I make sure to throw out the full dustbin. I wash my clothes by hand everyday. I am just lazy at sweeping the dust. But still, i'll do it when i feel like it.

One more crucial thing is that. I'm quite anti social. I dont talk much in big group. I dont even know how to interact in big crowd. That is a problem. I always feel unfit. Feeling of dont belong. I'm awkward.

Next is, i'm weird.

Seriously. I'm weird. Imagine, i only have a friend who can accept me for who i am. Just one friend.

I speak nonsense.

Yes.

I'm slow.

Yes. Some people try to joke around, but i just dont get it. So, i'm slow.

I'm selfish.

I dont know how to explain this.

The conclusion is, i am not fit to anyone out there. I'm just so lacking in many ways.

I do feel of having a husband who can share everything, be the bestfriend ever, understand me, back me up, supporting me, be a good father to my children, treat my parents and siblings well, who would accept me for who i am, who would love only me (i mean, never try to find substitute woman), who would love to travel, and hug me when i'm in trouble. I would love that very much.

But.... i am just not worthy. I am so lacking.

And i'm not attractive. Fat, dark, love to eat, lazy to exercise.

What more.

I'm done.

If i dont find the right one. I am extremely sure, i can live alone.

Some people say "its okay to get married late, as long as he is the right one"

Regards;
Siti Nuraini Mohd Zulkipli
24 years old strong woman with parents who is continuously asking me, "did you have a boyfriend?"

27th September 2016

I sent my housemate to work at 10.30a.m.

I came home about 5 minutes later.

At 12.30p.m i went to Restoran Puteri Bola-bola. I had my lunch and stayed there until 2p.m.. why 2p.m? i was alone at that time. Erm, not only at that time, the whole day, i was actually alone. Hehehe. I was planning to go to Hospital Kepala Batas to donate blood. They must open at 2p.m. i guess lah.

2p.m, i went to Hospital Kepala Batas (it was actually Klinik kesihatan Kepala Batas). I went into the place, and ask one of the nurse, "can i donate my blood here?" She said while smiling, "no you cant, we dont collect blood here, you should go to the hospital". The nurse was quite good looking. She looks prettier when she speak nicely, just the way she talked to me. Then i keep thinking, "where is the nearest Hospital around here?"

I drive out the place, then i realize,, "no wonder i cant donate my blood here, it just a clinic". Today i know that Hospital Kepala Batas was just a few minutes away from the clinic (my supervisor tell me about the hospital today). Seriously, i dont know the place i went was a clinic, no wonder it was so small. Look at my stupidity. Hmmm.

Then i decided to go for a look at my friend future wedding ceremony which will be held at Dewan MPSP Tikam Batu, Sungai Petani. I want to make sure the place before the ceremony take place. But, i got onto the wrong junction. Hahahaha. I forgot the map. I took a junction which lead me to Pantai Merdeka. Hehehe. I know that i took the wrong way because i remember i should pass through a fire station. But, i dont see any fire station. But, i continue my driving course. Straight to Pantai Merdeka. Alone. It took quite a  long time. There was alot of signboard. Luckily i didnt get confused by the roads. I reached Pantai Merdeka. Took a few picture and drive back. I remember the fresh breeze when i was driving. It was so calm and beautiful. Both your right and left were paddy field. Although it was not filled with gold coloured paddy.

At 3.30p.m I reached Sunshine Mall Bertam. I was planning to watch a movie. Actually, i have already budgeted, "a movie for a week". But it seems to not go as i planned. There was no enough people. But that day, i got lucky. I book a ticket for a movie entitled "the magnificent seven". A good movie with good looking heroes.  But remember i said that, i reached at the mall at 3.30pm. The movie was at 5p.m. in the meantime, i went to explore the shops around the mall, i bought myself a ring. A stainless steel ring, with 3diamonds. It cost Rm18.90. Then, at 5p.m i watch the movie. 7.30p.m the movie end.

7.30p.m I went to Mydin Mall, Bertam. It only tooks about 5 minutes (i guess) from Sunshine Mall. I bought myself deodorant, some hair product(my hair keep falling), a bar of chocolate and some fried potato ring.

8.20p.m i went to a restaurant near my worling place, the conversation between me and the cook.

Me: i want char kuey tiaw
The kakak: medium or large
Me: how much the large one cost?
The kakak: medium rm4, large rm4.50.

(I used to buy the rm4.50 char kuey tiaw, it was still so little mehh)

Me: can you make me rm5 char kuey tiaw?
The kakak: sure (while smiling), you want to eat here or tapaw?
Me: let me look at the time (i need to pick up my housemate from work at 9.30p.m). Still so early. I will eat here
The kakak: ok, what is your drink?
Me: no thanks.

The kakak: you forget to off your car light.
Me: ohh!!!thanks

The day went like that..smoothly

I went to work and told the staffs that i went to Pantai Merdeka alone. They were all shocked. They all said that Pantai Merdeka was so far away, that i was so brave to go there, alone. Plus, the car was not really in good condition. They dont know, along the way, i was reading my prayers, hoping that Allah with take care of me, make sure i'm fine.

He he he.

Thank you Allah

Assalamualaikum.

My sister named mekpa

Assalamualaikum n good morning everyone..

I've wrote many times before, but i accidentally deleted them. But today, i feel like i need to post something.

Its about my younger sister, mekpa. She is 21years old. Born on 21st May 1996. Her highest education is SPM. She's really not into studying.

Why i said, she's not really into studying?

I remember realizing she only know how to read well in her 2nd or 3rd year of secondary school. That was actually when she was 14 or 15 years old. That was quite late. Me myself know how to read well when i was 7 years old. I'm sure of that because, i remember my teacher said, "whoever can read this first, can go to the canteen". I was the first 5 person to get it right.

Back to my sister's story. When she was in primary school, she was in lower class. For example if there was 6 class, she was in 5th class. Same goes to her secondary school.

She doesnt get good results in her exams. I never heard my mom scolds her for getting low marks.

In her SPM, she got a result enough for her to enrolled in STPM. She goes to school but then she quit. She said, she cant handle studying anymore. My mom gave her permission. I'm sure, my mom know that, my sister cant do studying anymore. I mean go to school, open her books, meet teachers, comes back home, do homeworks, sleeps, wakes up and do that again.

Then my mom got her into sewing class under PAS. She graduated from there. She even had a convocation ceremony. Then she stayed at home for a few months. She tried to consult mom to let her apply to work at the supermarket. Well, my mom dont want her offspring to work at a supermarket as a promoter. Then my mom sent my sister to work at a jeans repair shop near the town. She went there. On the first day, i saw her face. Seriously.. that was the face of a girl who was lost. The face of a girl who is confused. The face of a girl who is disappointed with herself. She seriously dont like it!! It all showed on her face. And i dont like it too. I dont like looking at her..i dont know how to describe in words.

There was one day when i asked my parents to make ketupat. There was certain steps to folds the leaves to make it. My mom, dad, mekpa and i did it. It was mekpa and my first attempt. I failed many times. But i spontaneously do it until i successfully made it. But i realized the look on mekpa face. Her hands was shaking so bad. Her eyes went red. Then her tears fall down. She stop and said, she cant do it. At that particular moment, i realized she was someone who cant handle pressure. She gave up so easily.

Then, about 4 months ago, my mom enrolled her into sewing class that required her to go to prepare for a few months of training in Kelantan and undergo a 1 year practical in Penang. She passed the preparations in Kelantan.

2 months ago, she went to Penang. At that time i was at Machang, Kelantan. Then 1 month after she went there, i got a news that i'm going to Penang too. I told mekpa. And she laugh happily. When we met at the bus station. I saw her face. God, she was sad. She was already thin since she was young. But now, she looks thinner. She told me how her superior mad at her for doing works slowly. She was forced to finish sewing clothes within minutes. Her superior wanted her to work fast. But she cant. Her superior ask her to learn how to use new machine within 3 days. She failed to master it.

....

Enough with that.

Last hari raya haji, it was actually last week, i met her at home. She talk less.

.. ..

This evening at my working place, my supervisor(k.anis), my staffs(k.julia, k.imah n k.julie) and i was talking. The conversation went like this.

K.anis: k.anis hang ni stress tau, tapi bos bukan nak paham, dia tak dok kat tempat k.anis. dia tak rasa apa yang k.anis rasa (dia langgar bontot kereta orang, suami dia eksiden, patah tulang pipi, luka sana sini, anak kena sawan, mak sakit buah pinggang, kena selalu dialisis, ayah baru meninggal, family dok kongkong segala sudut, tak boleh wat keputusan sendiri) setiap orang ada masalah sendiri.

K.julia: haa betul tu. Semua orang ada masalah masing2

K.imah: k.imah ada masalah kewangan

(Aku xtau apa masalah aku, so aku terpikir, aku single mingle lagi ni!!!)

Aku: k.juli, kita ada masalah jodoh xsampai2 ni macam mana k.juli???

Galak mereka berketawa disitu.

K.imah: nor umur berapa dah?

Aku: 35

K.julia: mengarut la hang ni nor!!!

K.imah: kalau setakat umur 25 tu relax la nor,muda lagi. Jodoh akan sampai la nanti.

Aku: k.imah!!!!nor gurau jer, xyah la siries..hehe

Tamat la disitu..

But then i keep thinking, i have no money problem. I pay my debt with ptptn, i never failed to give money to my parents, i give some money to the poor, i save some of my money. I still have extra money in my bank account. No, i'm not rich. I'm far from being rich. But for now, i have no money problem.

Then when it comes to works, i admit, i'm not good with two of the current staffs. Other staffs said, i irritated them because i dont understand what they're saying. But, well, i'm someone who is easy to let it go. And i can easily ignore useless things. I cut off useless things. I cut off useless people in my life too.

Friendship? I have my favorite best friend. I only have one best friend. Her name is Farah Zahar. She knows almost all my good news or bad news. I know all her stories too. We share opinions a lot. I have a lot of friend who come in and went out of my life. Lots of them. They were just, friends. So, i have no friendship problem.

Family? No. I have nothing to say about my family. i just wish to have a better communication with my so called sister in law. Others are just fine.

What more?

Nothing! My life is complete! Wait, i'm waiting for the right person to be my whole life partner. Hahahahahahaha.. i'm sure, one day, he will come.

But then when i reached home after work just now, i saw my sister's messages. She said, her superior is going to kick her out because she do things slowly.they give her 3 weeks to improve. The superiors already ignore her work. She said it was hard for her. She was embarrassed to face her friends. She got no one to talk to. She asked me to always advised her to be strong. She wants me to text her everyday to keep her on tract.

I will sis!!!

I will!!!

I will always pray the best for you. I got your back. I'll help you as much as i can. I promise.

Please stay calm and ignore bad things people say.

Ya Allah permudahkan segala urusan adik aku.

K goodnight

Why cant you trust me? ^^

Assalamualaikum w.b.t..

This entry is not a negative one. Calm down people. He he he.

I write this entry because this evening my supervisor suddenly said, "you must have a boyfriend right? I'm really sure you have!"

I laugh loudly (gosh, i love laughing, i need to be more modest, uhuk) to her saying. I said to her while smiling, "why dont you believe me? i really dont have one, i never had one"

She replied, "you're lying, all the trainees who came here before have a boyfriend, except wana n ika. I'm sure you have one right?!"

I laughed again and walked slowly to the front door. There were two other staffs there.

They also said that i have a boyfriend.

But the other staff, the oldest one, age 46 said, "how can a man become your boyfriend, they are afraid to even go near you". Ha ha ha. That was quite a brave comment. Nope, i dont have any hard feeling by that statement, but it makes me wondering, "is that really the reason why i dont have a boyfriend?"

For your information, this evening conversation was not my first encounter regarding that matter. I've been to other branches in Kelantan, almost all the staffs did not believe that i am single.

As for me, i've seen all kind of friends, the one who is so beautiful, charming, normal body size, speaks well, dress well or my friends who is not that charming, quite fat, wearing a usual comfortable clothes...they got a boyfriend.

The thing is. I conclude and actually believe that, the first thing a man sees in a woman is their appearance. Then, there come attitude, manner, the way we blend in a crowd also matters. Other points such as religions, wealth, level of education, health, family are just the something act as additional ingredients.

And the bad thing is, i dont have that. I was born quite brown(yes brown, not black), and i enjoy eating, so i'm quite fat. Some says i'm not that fat. I look normal. Some says, my skeleton is naturally big, making me look bigger. But the thing is when i count my BMI, it exceed 30. So i'm officially more than obese. Yes you read it right. I'm obese!!!!

Then, lets talk about attitude. I'm really a not good human being. I always have bad thoughts. I judge others in my mind(i dont say it out loud). I dont really like going out in a big crowd. Because i'm so used to be left out. For example, if there are 5 of us, i'm so used to walk alone in the back to give way to others. It just works that way naturally. I dont talk much in a group more than 3 people. I just dont. So i choose to be quiet. Is that why, i'm being left out? I guess so. Other things are, i think i'm a person who never forget what bad things other people did to me. It causes me to hold grudge. It let me have something in my mind, saying, "she did that to you, always remember that" . But then i saw a quote saying, "ALWAYS FORGIVE, BUT NEVER FORGET" then i realized, i'm doing the right thing.

Sometimes, i dont understand my own feeling. Sometimes i think, i should care of other's feeling. But the result? I'm the one who is hurt. Sometimes i sacrifice things, but then i feel not appreciated. Sometimes i think i dont deserve to be loved by anybody, because i lack in many ways. Sometimes i feel like wanting to be loved by someone, someone to share, someone to cuddle, someone to live forever with, someone who always stand beside me in any situation(if i'm on the right side), be with me, when i'm up to the sky or down to the earth. Be with someone who can protect me, listen to my words...errr..macam mengada la pulak..

Dahla..aku mengantuk.. dah pukul 1 pagi dah. Esok kerja hokeyy..goodnight..

Let mr.brain appear in my dream again okey!!!??

More than one story in a post..

Assalamualaikum. Hye hye everybody.

I started typing at 09.50p.m 15th of august 2016. dont know when will finish. I can go find something to eat, i can go to the toilet, i can make coffee. So, it will takes time.

The previous 4th august...

My very first niece was welcomed to this world. Born with weight of 2.5kg, she is so small!! Her name is auffa zuyyin. I dont know what her name means.

She will address me as "ummi". Well, to be frank, i'm not a good ummi. When auffa started to cry, i will run away. I dont know how to calm her down. But then, i got used to holding her in my arm, walking around the house n makes silly faces when others are not around.

The previous 10 of august..

One of my staff invited me to her brother's birthday party which will be held on 12th of august. My two other staffs (zati n k.faezah) dont have transport, so i was willing to give them a ride.

11 of august..

I want to make sure zati's house location before the party. I sent her home that day. I realized the small road towards her house was quite narrow. I can see a bungalow along the road. An empty bungalow. Others are just tall trees and bushes. Real thick bushes. The road too was hilly. Zati's house was not that far, so it takes only a minute to reach her house from the main road.

I used a motorcycle provided by my company on that day. Done sending her, i rode the motorcycle back to my house. While riding, quite far from the empty bungalow, i saw a kid, about 6 to 7 years old kid was walking. I saw his back. Wearing a brown tshirt with his left side pant fold up to his knee. When i try to pass him, i try to take a glance at his face, but i just cant. Then i realized my motorcycle getting heavier. I used gear 2. It should not be heavy. Unless i'm 100++kg. Then i try to have a glance again through my right side mirror, but i cant see him. At that time, i dont suspect anything. I just thought, "i must have not look right, thats why i cant see him, +the road is going up, i need to focus on the road"

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UPSSS..TOLD YA..THIS POST HAD BEEN POSTPONED DUE TO MY BUSY LIFE..ERMM..NO, NOT BUSY. BUT GOT NO FEELING TO TYPE. I MEAN THE LAZY SICKNESS JUST GOT ME.

Now, its 6.17p.m on 22nd of august 2016. I'm at Penang already. Its my 4th day working here.

Let me continue with the ghost story.

The next day, on 12 august, i talked to k.faezah. She asked me, "Do you know that the road to zati's house is haunted?". I replied, "ya, i only realized that when i reached home yesterday"

She asked again, "so are you brave enough to take her before going to the party tonight?"

The conversation then makes me realized that the boy i saw the day before was not a human being.

To be more cautious, i asked my housemate to join the party. Atleast the was someone beside me when i drive to take zati.

The party went smoothly.

The next day at my working place, i asked zati about the possibility for a boy to walk alone at 7.30pm near her house. She was quite shocked. She said, there was once an accident in that exact place, where 3 siblings died. (At least i only met one of them)

That was just.....shocking

Then, on 15th of august(the night when i start typing this post) i told the story to my sister, mom and dad. They all laughed at me and my mom told me that, "you can't see his face because they cant show their faces to you. You had recite the verse of quran i taught to you and Allah will protect you from the bad things"

It just went that way. And i'm always glad to be protected by Him, with the help of my mothers' prayers.

Then, another big news, a big bad news i got that day was when my monitor send me messages through whatsapps saying that i need to be transferred to Kepala Batas, Penang..because there was no vacancy at Kelantan at this moment. I hate going out of Kelantan. I just got my niece. I love kissing her. I love feeding my miki mong mong, hug him when i knew he's so smelly and not so clean. I love my old satria. I just changed my front car mirror for rm600 two weeks ago n now i'm leaving him. I love my red,old but energetic satria. I pay his roadtax, so i need to use him. Its such a waste to let him rest under the rambutan tree in front of my house. O my satria..i love you. Make sure you love me back okay?!!never be sick, if you get sick, i'll sick too.. sick of getting my money snatched by the foremen.

I'll be transferred to Gong Badak, Terengganu. The latest branch of my company. They are getting ready for the opening. Just make sure i'll be sent there. And please make it faster okey.. i dont want to stay here longer. I hate staying away from my house eventhough i know gong badak is not that near to my house either.

Auffa n miki!!!wait for me!!i'm going home next month to celebrate Eidul Adha~~

*wait, i dreamt of him a few days ago. I stalked his facebook but i got false alarm. He didnt post any new update. This is so sad. He he he

Till next post..bye bye!!

My moral, jiran sebelah

I heard today is his last day working near my place..

I still wish that, its not true.

Please stay there. I want you to be there. Because you are my moral.

I want to see you everyday.

I feel relieve when i see you.

I look around looking for you when i went there.
At least today, i saw you look at me too.

Muahahahahahh kahakahakahakahahkkahh

Moral: spirit booster

Sebenarnya kan...

Sebenarnya kan..

Aku tertanya tanya ni.

Kalau kita buat ma abah kita terasa, kita berdosa kan.. konfem 100%.

Cane pulak kalau ma abah kita yang buat kita terasa. Memang la kita maafkan. Tapi bab kata sape tah, "kita dah pecahkan cermin tu, pastu kita cantum balik, tapi tetap ada kesan retakan". Macam tu jugak dengan hati kita.

So.. erm.. entahla..

Cooking n me

Assalamualaikum n good evening..

Today i'm gonna share about my cooking spirit!......ermm

Well, i love to eat. Look at my body~~~o no..i don't share my picture here T_T ..

Just know that, i'm a food lover. But not a fanatic food lover. Just a moderate food lover who doesn't really waste her money on food only. I mean, i dont go to expensive restaurants(i will if someone want to pay for me), hipstersss spots or whatever that cost money.

Never went to cafe with expensive coffee, cakes, steaks, or whatnot. No kenny rogers, no starbucks, no oldtown whitecoffee.. no menate.. i'm not that loaded. He he he.

But i will spent my money on baking ingredients. Rm40 to bake a cheseecake, rm40 to bake a brownies is okay. But later i will think..o my..what a waste...nope..just kidding.. i feel the satisfaction of making my own not perfect cakes. At least my mom said my cakes were delicious. Thats enough.

I'm not here to share about my baking skills. I'm here to share my cooking skills.

Sorry...i'm not a skilled cook. I just cook when i feel like cooking. And most of the times, i failed. I mean, not most of the times. Sometimes...i'm just bad at cooking.

Look at the picture below. Its ikan cencaru sumbat, bakar. Its my first time cooking this dish. I learn the recipe from google. I usually eat it at the stall, somewhere in Malaysia. But its my first time eating this kind of dish in this house. The most important thing is that, i cooked it!!and its a success!!

One of my friends used to ask me, "do you know how to cook?" ..well i cant really answer that question because i'm not sure. I can cook, but i need recipes. I cant remember a single recipe. I mean the difficult one.

I'm quite confident to cook anything require frying, deep fry or grilled. But i failed miserably if the dishes involve coconut milk, soup or any watery kind of dishes. I used to failed at cooking tom yum. I failed to cook vege soup. Never cook any kind of food involving the coconut milk. Never!

I wish my future husband can do that for me.. ha ha ha

And i hate ajinomoto.

And my mom love it

Look at the picture..macam sedap jer kan?biase jer... kurang masin tu..

My old fren named sue

Assalamualaikum..

Its 12.30am and i just got back from my friend's house. Rumah dia depan rumah aku je. Tapi ni baru kali ke 2 aku pi lepak rumah dia. Kali pertama 4hari lepas. Hari aku cabut gigi tu.

N harini topik lebih kurang jer. Tapi ada sikit penambahan. Pasal mak ayah kami.. the difference between our parents' parenting.(betul ke bi aku?)

Cenggini. Masa kecik2 dulu, aku agak susah nak keluar jalan2 keliling kampung. Kalau ada pon jarang2. N yang jarang2 tu jugak la, tiap kali keluar, nanti ada kakak or abang tolong panggil balik umah. Mak suruh balik. Sama la macam adik aku p jalan2, aku yang kena panggil dorang balik rumah.

N mak aku, kalau tak kena dengan apa yang dia nak, dia akan pukul anak2 dia.

Berbeza dengan kawan aku ni. Masa kecik, ma dia bagi dia jalan2. Keluar 2 orang dengan sorang lagi budak laki(aku baru tau kejap tadi). Kalau kena tegur pun, secara elok teguran dia. Bukan macam singa nak makan orang(gaya mak aku)

Tapi bila dilihat cara didikan dulu dengan kesan yang berlaku pada aku n kawan aku sekarang ni, aku sangat bersyukur. Why? Sebab kawan aku kena panggil balik dok umah walaupun dah dapat kerja elok kat kl sana. Ma dia risau. Balik kerja kul 11 malam. Sapa tak risau. N kawan aku suka keluar malam2 dengan kawan2 dia. Lagi la mak dia risau.

Berbeza dengan aku, aku prefer kerja di sekitar kelantan. Ada pape, senang aku nak balik. N mak aku percaya aku takkan buat benda2 pelik or xpatut seperti lepak malam2, keluar dengan lelaki atau sebagainya.

Kalau kawan aku bangun tidor lambat, dia kena bebel walaupun dah berumur 24tahun. Mak aku tak. Dia tau anak dia balik kampung time offday, memang nak balik berehat. Sapa ganggu rehat dia, hadapla moody dia.. keh keh..

N aku tak lagi perlu disuruh buat itu ini. Kalau aku nak buat aku akan buat tanpa perlu disuruh. Ada jer mak aku suruh. Tapi jarang dah.

N now see, aku tenang kurang stress bila balik rumah. Stress bila ditempat kerja saja.

Kawan aku tengah stress sebab mak dia taknak bagi dia buat macam2(no need to explain what are they) . Dia nak balik kl. Dia suka kl.

Aku ni kl pon xpernah sampai .keh.

K goodnight.

18.07.2016-my plan vs what actually happened

Assalamualaikum.

Hai everybody!!!

Feeling good today.. not great..just good..why?? Let me tell you a story about my plans vs what actually happened to me, today.

Actually 3 days ago i felt something stuck in my gums. Aku try korek korek gusi n gigi aku guna jari. Pastu rasa macam gigi patah. Guess what? Memang gigi aku patah.harey. gigi aku rapuh..aku try korek2 lagi.. sampai 1/4 dari gigi  tu terkeluar. Gigi tu gigi geraham paling hujung belah kanan, kat bawah. Tak sakit pon. Tapi aku rasa memang gigi tu dah tak dapat diselamatkan dah. So aku plan balik kampung(offday hari isnin) alu nak cabut gigi tu.

So, semalam aku kerja halfday. Pukul 1.10p.m aku gerak balik pasir mas. Pukul 2.10p.m lebih kurang aku sampai.

Mak aku kalut dok masak, sebab memang aku spisis kalu sampai rumah, terus masuk dapur cari makanan. Semalam dia ingat aku sampai lewat, dia pon tak masak. Sampai jer kat rumah, mak aku terus masak nasi n goreng ikan n ayam n celur pucuk ubi kayu n rebung. Sedaaap. Sebelum tu, kat tempat kerja, 1 apa pon aku tak makan. Fikiran berkecamuk. Dah settle problem tempat kerja, baru boleh pikir pasal makan. (Aku minum air masak jer).

So malam semalam aku plan la apa nak buat hari ni.

1) gi hospital lati, tengok boleh tak nak cabut gigi on the spot. Mana la tau kot2 kena buat appointment duluke. Kalau boleh nak cuci n simen mana2 patut. Ni baru nak survey. Aku plan nak cabut lepas aku settle plan aku yang kat bawah ni dulu.

2) pergi bank, ambik sejumlah wang untuk bayar  ptptn. Ni bulan ke 5 aku bayar. Setiap bulan aku bayar rm180.

3) pergi pejabat ptptn di plaza serakai mas. Area kfc tu. Recommended ok. Staf dia semua ok setakat aku pergi berurusan ni. Kalau tanya, tak de la nak bagi jawapan was2 or tak menjawab soalan or rasa ditipu. Aku plan nak tanya pasal, "saya tak boleh nak cek baki pinjaman secara online" gitu.

4) singgah di zonria pasir mas untuk tukar baju mak aku. Adik aku beli saiz kecik. Mak tak boleh pakai.

5) pergi hospital untuk cabut gigi

6) pergi bengkel kereta. Abah aku cakap, lampu plat kerete kat belakang rosak.

What actually happened...

pergi hospital, tanya akak nurse kat situ,

Me: akak, rawatan apa boleh buat kat sini hari ni?

Nurse: cabut gigi jer boleh. Kalau nak cuci gigi, simen atau wat benda lain, kena wat appointment dulu.

Me: saya nak cabut gigi lah kalau macam tu.

Nurse: pernah datang sini ke sebelum ni?

Me: pernah, masa sekolah dulu.

Nurse: lama dah. Nak ic awak.

Sedang dia nak daftar aku, baru aku terfikir, kalau aku cabut gigi, cane aku nak pergi bank, pejabat ptptn. Mesti sakit. So, aku cakap kat akak nurse tu.

Me: kak, pukul berapa tempat ni tutup?

Nurse: pukul 5

Me: rehat?

Nurse: 1 hingga 2

Me: kejap lagi la saya datang kak, saya ada urusan sikit kat pasir mas.

Nurse: okay (senyum)

Masa tu dalan pukul 9.30am.

Aku pon pergi pasir mas. Pergi bank, amik duit, n pergi pejabat ptptn. Kat pejabat ptptn aku tanya macam2. Dah banyak benda nak tau kan. Seb baik abang tu melayan jer. Keh.

Then aku singgah kat smo bookstores. Tengok2 novel seram terkini. Tapi hampa. Tak ada yang berkenan.

Then aku gi zonria pasir mas tukar baju mak n beli barang aku (panty!!!) dah dekat 5tahun tak beli panty baru..kah!!! Dah sape suruh tak hilang or koyak. Guna la mana yang ada kan?

Waktu tu dah 10.40am. Aku tengok jam sebab takut dekat pukul 12, tak elok cabut gigi kan? Darah banyak keluar. Ye ke?

Terus menuju ke hospital lati. Sambil tengok2 mana stesen minyak ada pam tayar. Tayar kete depan aku macam kurang angin jer. Tapi hampa.

Terus lagi ke hospital lati. Seb baik xdak orang. Time tu no.0029 aku dapat no.0030.

Then masuk bilik rawatan, doktor laki yang rawat aku. Tinggi orangnya, putih dari aku (he), ada jambang, kelantanese, peramah, sedap mata memandang gitu. Dia pakai baju belang2, sama macam shawl aku. Keh.

Doktor: apa masalah awak?

Me: gigi geraham saya patah. Yang hujung sekali. Ingat nak cabut

Doktor: patah? Sakit tak?

Me: tak

Doktor: aik, tak sakit?

Me: sikit jerla sakit.

Doktor: meh nak tengok

Lepas dia tengok..

Me: ke tak payah cabut doktor?

Doktor: kena cabut dah, sebab, nak simen pon xboleh dah.

Me: kena bedah tak doktor?

Doktor: (sengih) tak perlu bedah, gigi awak normal jer.

Dia pon amik jarum, aku tengok jarum tu. Perghh! Panjang n tajam siakk!!!

Tusukan pertama tu adala rasa sakit sikit. Yang pertama tu dia cucuk agak lama, lebih 15saat kot. Kotla.

Yang kedua dia nak cucuk, dia cakap, "yang ni sakit sikit tau" aku emm kan jer.

N memang sakit betul sampai mata belah kanan aku tertutup. Tapi doktor suruh bukak mata. Keh.

Thwn dia suruh keluar dulu, kumur2, bagi rasa kebas, nanti dia panggil balik. Then aku tunggu kat luar tu. Time tu la aku dengar bunyi budak laki menjerit kuat gila kat bilik rawatn tu. Hahaha. Macam orang kena histeria pon ada.

N aku mula rasa kebas. Gusi, lidah, pipi, bibir semua xde deria rasa dah.

Then dia panggil aku masuk. Doktor tanya, "rasa kebas tak" aku cakap "ya". Then dia ada sentuh2 guna alat dia kat sekitar gusi aku, n tanya, "rasa sakit tak?". Aku cakap "tak".

Then aku nampak dia amik pengcungkil. Dia try cungkil gigi aku. Tak tercabut jugak. Dia amik pengcungkil lagi besar. Tak tercabut jugak. Dia cakap, "payah gigi ni, kuat" then dia amik macam playar gitu, dia tarik gigi aku, gigi aku patah sikit, aku dengar dia cakap, "gigi awak rapuh ni". Tapi still tak tercabut jugak. Lepas tu dia amik playar yang dok jauh sikit dari dia, dia goyang2 sikit gigi aku. Pastu dia tarik. Yang ni dia tarik, aku rasa macam rahang aku nak tercabut. Sakit derr. Dah tercabut gigi tu, dia cakap kat nurse2 yang ada kat situ, "patutla patah, tengok akar dia". Pastu aku tengok gigi aku. Aku cakap kat dia, "nak simpan gigi tu boleh?". Dia  cakap, "boleh x ada masalah". Then i say thank you. N keluar. Pastu aku wat appointment nak gi cuci gigi. Tapi tarikh available akhir bulan 8. Hmm. Lambat.

Then aku balik rumah. Tengok kunci rumah tak de. Ingat mak aku dok lepak kedai depan rumah. Tu kedai n rumah kawan masa kecik aku. Setakat dia bukak kedai tu, tak pernah aku lepak kat situ. Antisosial sangat aku ni.

Dari jauh aku nampak 2 3 orang pakcik dok kat kedai tu. Aku jalan ke arah dorang tu, semua pandang macam aku orang asing. Taula aku jarang keluar rumah. Aku tanya dorang, "ma nor takdak ka?". Dorang cakap takda. Aku pon lepak la kat situ. Kawan aku pon ada kat situ.

Kitorang pon borak2 kat situ. Macam2 topik la keluar. Antaranya mengimbau kenangan lalu. Kami main masak2 dalam bangsal kat rumah aku. Main sorok2. Pergi balik sekolah sesama. Main hantar2 surat. N topik terkini pasal kerja aku, pasal dia berhenti kerja sebab mak abah dia tak bagi dia dok jauh. Pasal pakwe dia(jiran sekampung) yang couple lebih 4tahun tapi tiba2 putus bila si lelaki tiba2 nak kawen. Pasal pakwe terkini dia. Pasal kenduri kawan2. Pasal kawan sekolah rendah yang sekarang sangat hensem. Pasal kenduri rumah abang aku minggu depan. Aku ajak dia ikot sekali. Pasal lesen kereta. Pasal satria aku. And lots of other topics. Best pulak bila dapat berjumpa begini.

Mak dia ajak makan m minum. Tapi aku kan cabut gigi. Tak boleh. Walaupun perut lapar.

Then ada anak sepupu aku datang, aku tak tau la dia buat2 tak kenal or memang tak kenal. Lain sangat ke pakaian aku harini? So i guess dia bergurau.

Then i went home when my daddy off work. Tak lama kemudian, kakak n abang ipar Aku sampai rumah. Dia nak beranak dah.

Yeay!!!!nak dapat anak sedara!!!!

K bye

Quitting

Assalamualaikum

Feel like quitting my job. But honestly i cant. I need money. I need it. I cant stop.

I told you before, i'm not sure if this job fit me well or not.

One by one a bad thing happen. I know, Allah is trying to test me. Yes He help me and give me a solution. He gives me strength, He gives me a sight to something i cant see before, He let me see, who is beside me when i'm facing difficulties. I see the true colour. I see a supportive people around me.

And now, i need to motivate myself. There are a whole bunch of nice people out there. Go explore it Aini!!! And i should never give up. Learn from mistakes. God!!! Why i always commit mistakes. WHY????

I hate it so much. I am so careless. I forget things easily.

I learn a lot. But there are a whole lot other things that i need to learn.

Allah must have tested me yesterday to make me realized that, He was always there, waiting for me to talk to Him. He must have miss me so much. He must have miss looking at me who is crying for mistakes i've done, begging Him for help, seeking forgiveness from Him.

I am your humble servant. I hope i'm not only talk to you when i'm in need of your help.

I'm so ungrateful.

Hehe. Seriously... mula2 menaip, sebenarnya nak tulis pasal benda lain. Pastu terus tukar topik.

Nampak tak kepala otak aku ni berkecamuk. Macam kerja jugak. Ape benda tah masalah otak aku ni. Habes bergelimpangan. Nak buat tu tu, tapi buat ni. Nak cakap tu, tapi cakap ni.

Sleepy. Goodnight...its 13th of syawal today..my first day of period. Lepas period baru nak puasa 6 kot. Eh..

Night~~

6th july 2016- happy eid to all muslim

Assalamualaikum n a very good morning.

I started typing at 11.50p.m on 6th july n i'm sure will finish this on the next day, 7th july.

I'm getting older now. There is lesser excitement or joy of celebrating hari raya.

I work until 11p.m on the previous day. The customers were so crowded.

I got some eyesore. I went to nearby clinic. The doctor gave me the "mc". Urging me to leave work. She afraid i would spread the virus. At that time, i'm quite sure, the monitor would not let me leave work easily.

So, i told my monitor. She kept telling me, "there are so many customers"..she didn't say not to leave work. But i know what she was trying to say. Fine. I would continue working mam!

My right eye turned to red. I feel some pressure when i tried to bend down.

The mc was useless.

Then i got home (rented house near my workplace, provided by the company) almost 11.30p.m or later. I felt really tired. Working 3 continues day from 9a.m to 11p.m. i stand a lot. Walking around the store, take care of many kinds of people. I took a bath, sit in front of the television and enjoy eating Kentucky Fried Chicken(KFC). Its my reward.

The feeling of laziness is dangerously high at that time. After finished eating, i went to my room and lay on my bed. (Ya i know, its not good for your health to go straight to bed after eating) but i did. Then i realized, my clothes in washing machine is not yet hanged. My angpow were not ready. I forced myself to do it. After finished, i sleep soundly.

I woke up at 5.55a.m. Took a bath, performed my fajr prayer and ready to go home at 6.30a.m. and as usual, it felt really uncompleted if i dont poop. I waited for a few minutes to make sure i poop before driving home. At 6.36a.m i start my 1hour driving home. The traffic is clear. In fact, i took less time driving compared to before. Usually it would take a 1 hour or more. This time it was 50minutes. -feeling accomplished!!
I only drive ↓ 90km/h only.

I got home at 7.26a.m. i went straight to the kitchen to find food. I'm hungry!!! Got nasi dagang gulai ikan tongkol and nasi putih gulai ayam kampung. I put side by side on one plate. It taste marvelous!

Then i ironed my clothes, and told my mom that i'm not going to the mosque, i felt some strange feeling. Some eyesore+some weak body(my body felt numb weirdly+some headache +90% of laziness.

Then i slept. Soundly and peacefully. When i woke up, my mom told me, my neighbor a.k.a my childhood friend was at my home with his wife and daughter. So, i need to give some money. =_=. Its okay. I did plan to give her some money one day. It just that, it was today. I changed to my raya clothes just for them. And it was less than 15minutes.

Then i made some drink. To the people coming to my house. At 11.00a.m i fall asleep again. It was so long. Until 3.30p.m. i woke up and quickly do my zuhr prayer. Then i ate my lunch. Then.....i slept again.

And it felt so satisfying because my mom did not call me for once to serve the people or washed the dishes like i used to do each time on hari raya. Thank you so much for giving me my rest. I dont know what happened to me, but i'm so tired. I never once said that i'm tired during my work. But today is different.

And the sleeping pattern did not end there. At 7.00p.m, i fall asleep again while waiting for maghrib. I woke up at 8.21p.m.

And guess what.. between 3.30p.m to 7.00pm, i had sleep for many times. But got disturbed by my 13 years old cousin, hani (younger sister of azihan). She tried so hard to pop my pimple on my face and rub my scalp to get rid of dandruff. (I dont know i have dandruff, until she checked my head). And it was so painful!!! When i try to shampoo, it hurt a lot! Hahahaha. Bertuah punya budak. I bear with the pain while she was doing it because she tried so hard. And i tried not to hurt her feeling by rejecting her effort.

Then my uncle( hani's father) saw me walking around the house. He asked me, "are you not well? i rarely see you today". I said, "ermm, i'm okay, but i sleep for too long today". He replied, " its because you work too hard". Thank you for understanding me uncle.

Btw.. i dont really work hard. Ermm. I'm not sure myself.

Sometimes, i feel there's nothing i can do well. I dont think my job fit me well.

God, i need to sleep again.

Btw, i saw him wearing brown outfit. My raya outfit also brown. Hahahahaahaha.. BENGONG

SELAMAT HARI RAYA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fruits

Favorite fruits
1) grapes
2) manggis
3) duku

Fruits i choose not to eat
1) watermelon
2) laici
3) betik
4) dragon fruit
5) buah mata kucing
6) salak

Fruits yang, kalau ada aku makan, kalau xde, aku xkesah pon

1) pisang
2) pineapple
3) strawberry
4) mangga
5) durian
6) plum
7) langsat
8) rambai
9) banyak sangat weiii

*bosan
*27th of ramadhan
*2 more days to go
*ifoundnewcrush
*gajiakumasukxfull
*kenaparamaistafemosemacamjermalamni?
*igotsomeone'sphonenumber
*takmudahnakbuatsemuaorangsukakita
#goodnight

English vs malay

Me as an assistant supervisor

I cant sleep.

Hidung tersumbat, deria rasa kurang, tak jadi mak minum air horlick. Bukak peti sejuk nampak ubat batuk aku bulan lepas punya, telan la 2 sudu. Ubat batuk ni cepat buat oramg mengantuk ni. Jap agi mengantuk la kot.

So i want to share with you(whoever the heaven are you) my daily routines as an assistant supervisor.

Now i'm working at a supermarket. This is my fifth branch. Kepala batas→kuala besut→jerteh→jelawat(bachok)→machang.

Each branch is different. From the way the staff works, the way the supervisor do their jobs, the way the monitor want us to complete our duties. All are different.

Staffs akan kerja, assistant dan supervisor akan nilai prestasi. Berdasarkan prestasi jugak, gaji staff akan diteliti. The better they do their jobs, the higher the chance to get an increment. All depends on the work performance.

And we as the assistants and the supervisors will be evaluated by the monitor. And the person higher than the monitor is addressed by area manager which also act as monitor.

So,
1 branch=should have (1asst,1sv), depends on how big the branch, how much the daily sales
1 monitor=take care of 4 to 5 branches
1 area manager= take care if region(pantai timor@utara), also act as monitor who have 4 to 5 branches.

For example, at my current place, we're open at 9a.m. As an assistant@supervisor, we should be there earlier than others. About 15minutes before 9a.m. If we punchcard at 8.45a.m, the cashiers should punchcard at 8.50a.m. (they need to prepare to open the counters.) other staffs need to punchcard before 8.53am. If later than that, the performance evaluation will drops, and we don't want that to happen.

As soon as we're open, the staffs start cleaning their own department. As an assistant, i need to scan the details of yesterday's sales information to the headquarter's person in charge. Then, i need to count the cash we got from yesterday and transfer it to the boss's account.

Kami dapat info dari person in charge(PIC) from hq melalui skype. Apa2 info, contohnya senarai barang turun harga, senarai barang naik harga, senarai barang promosi and we need to take action. Kalau barang naik@turun harga, we as assistant who receive the order should ask for any department involve to find the items and put it in the store. Kena tunggu hq hantar sticker baru(dengan harga baru, tampal, di recheck by the monitor) then baru boleh masuk kedai balik.

Then, tiba masa barang sampai, we need to make sure the items are in good condition. Means, bilangan dia cukup(lebih@kurang) tiada yang rosak(kalau rosak,kena reject) n ada prosedur masing2 untuk setiap masalah yang timbul.

Kalau di cawangan itu ada 2 PIC, sorang akan bertindak untuk handle barang, dari mula barang sampai, hingga barang tu siap masuk kedai. Sorang lagi akan buat kerja2 admin, seperti hantar maklumat kepada hq, handle staff di department n lain2.

Berkenaan stok, its a bit complicated. Sometimes i make mistakes. Terlepas pandang barang yang sepatutnya ditambah dalam kedai.

Honestly, i made a lot of mistakes doing this job. But, well, everyone makes mistakes. The problem is, i'm really careless handling sensitive matters.

Sometimes i wonder, am i fit to this job? Is being an assistant supervisor my destined future? Even me myself is not sure if i'm happy doing this.

I keep thinking, if i resign, what should i do? It's not easy to get a job these day. No, saya bukan tidak bersyukur. Setiap hari aku bersyukur kerana diberi peluang merasai pengalaman sebagai assistant supervisor. But my mind my heart keep making me doubt if i'm doing the right thing.

The thing is, i cant control my attitude. I'm not a rules follower. I cant tolerate ketidakadilan. I cant be more mature, i walk weirdly in front of staff. I dont even meant to do that. But i guess, they may think i'm not serious. I'm not fit to this job.

Well, is this life was meant to be ruled by those weirds comments??

I enjoy being weird. I love to walk weirdly alone. Or in front of people i'm comfortable with. I love to say stupid things. I love to ask srrange question, stupid question, unreal question. And i have some hearing problem. I'm so used to hear loud voices.

And now i dont know where is my story heading to. This i why i think i'm weird. Try be in my mind, its quite disastrous in there. I think of a lot of stupid things. I wish for complicated things.

And goodnight all. I'm sleepy.

Have a safe flight.

Welcome home. Friend.

.....

I dream about him again. If before this he always appear with no emotion, this time he is actually waiting and smile brightly for me. As usual, i check his facebook..he really just post something. I wish my dream of him come true

Wiiiiyyyy!!!!

My cousin named azihan

Assalamualaikum. Wbt.

Dari Allah dia datang, kepada Allah dia kembali.

She is my cousin. 15 years old girl. She died yesterday at 5a.m at HUKM due to severe skin condition. The worst part is, her liver, brain and one more organ (i cant recall), had damaged. Even her eyes turned to yellow. She was in coma for many days and stay on bed unable to move for more than 3 weeks. Her mother told me last night, her body full with needle scars. There are two holes on her chest, a procedure done by the experts to save her of course.

Before i knew she was sick, i always thought she was a cheerful, active healthy girl, contributing in sports in her school tournaments and others. She talks well. Better than me. Well of course she cant speak English. And cleverness is not decided by the ability one can speak or understand english. Hehehe.

She is a good sister to her siblings. Truthfully, i dont really like her. And i have my own reasons. But i'm not here to talk about her bad things.

I'm not sad of her death. But i do tried to think, "what if i'm at her place now?" "What would i feel?" "Will people come and kiss me on my forehead too?" "I want to live longer than everyone" "i want to die peacefully" "i want to die embracing Islam as my religion" ..well, i fear death.

Wait..thats not what i initially want to type. Hehehe..

It her siblings.

Well, azihan has 4 younger sisters (mahani, iman,fiqah and the youngest not even 1 year old, ain)and 1 younger brother(azim).

I stare, i mean i looked at them, when they arrived at my house yesterday at almost 7p.m. mahani who is in form 1(i guess) looked calm(she was always calm, but with more smile on her face,this time, no smile).Azim look more relaxed than usual(he was quite big build, and really funny boy), iman looked, well, like a thinker. She is just 5 or 6 years old girl. What more could she thinks. Fiqah is 2 or 3 years old.

Mahani is more well behaved compared to the late azihan. She saw me wiping my tears. I cried after i kissed azihan's forehead. She saw me wiping my tears again after the face of late azihan was tied with the piece of white clothes(covering all her face). Then she came to me, and she hugged me. I was standing across the late azihan. Well, i am not someone who like hugging. My parents dont do that to us. It felt weird. But, when mahani hugged me, i hugged her back. It felt calming. One day i will hugged my husband tightly!!!!hahahahaha.

Iman, she used to be so talkative. She used to show me her skill in storytelling two years ago. But long after that, i'm not sure what have i done, she always said to me, "you are ugly, your attitude also ugly".. well she was 4 or 5 years old at that time. My heart beat so fast, i'm mad. But dont do anything to her, of course. I told myself to be calm. Be patient. She's just a toddler. But this morning, she asked me for some water. She talk nicely. And when i'm doing some dishwashing, she come to me and stand beside me. I asked her, "want to help?". She said,"yes". Well, i'm quite shocked at that time. I thought she would hate me forever. And she had done her job helping me with the work very well, and her father saw us too. At that time, he just come back from the grave.

And mahani slept with me and my sister last night. I saw her using the microsoft office powerpoint. I saw the title "kakak tersayang" or "my lovely sister".  I think a lot at that time. She must feel the lost. But she know how to hide it. She looks tough.

Hope that the family will stay stronger.

Hope, courage, strength. Together we can do it.

The shock i received this evening

Let me make it short and precise here.

Ya Allah, i pray before you, if he's the one, dekatkan dia kepadaku, permudahkan urusan kami. If he's not meant for me, jauhkan dia dari aku, berikan aku petunjuk yang jelas. Sebab aku agak slow bab menangkap maksud tersirat ni.

Amiiinn

Short right?

Ok bye

Transfer lagi..ermm

Assalamualaikum.

I saw his writing. So, feel like writing too. Heheh. He is someone that i used to know. He's far away now. I don't think i will meet him anywhere soon. He's too good to meet someone like me. Hahahahah.. i actually met him in my dream. Last night. But, cant recall the dream. Told you before, when i dream of him, i stalk his facebook. And, yes, he just posted his new story.

I'm here not to write about him. Just feeling inspire after reading his writing. Hee.

Well, on 10 march last month, i've been transferred to Jerteh. Before i went there, i already know that my next place will be Jelawat, Bachok.

I stayed at Jerteh for only 20 +- days only. I dont like it to be transferred when you started to being accepted by the people there, and suddenly you need to go somewhere else. Its quite tiring to change to my new home, my new staffs, my new supervisor and now, the area manager.

Yes, being transferred to Bachok is a good thing since it is nearer to my hometown, save my money for the gas, save time to drive and some other reasons. But i like jerteh more than other places because it has many waterfalls there. I love waterfalls!!!

One more thing. The people there, do their prayer. All of them. Same as Bachok. 

..

I'm sleepy. Its 1.21 a.m.

Well, i saw his writing about his job just now. He was having some problems.

Well, me here is struggling to survive, not to do big mistakes or repeat the same mistakes. But i still do. I wish the best for all of my friends with their job. He is actually my friend too. I regard him as a friend.

..

And to my other friends, wishing you all the best in getting a job. Dont be too choosy. Future dont wait for us. You go out there and design your own future. I'm figuring out my own future too..

Goodnight.

May a brighter future awaits me...and my family ..
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And friends

I love people who love me..

Well, who loves me?

Hahahahaahahaha

Seriously. Goodnight

Abscess on my body-a gross yet satisfying

Assalamualaikum.

Here is a story about my journey facing with 4th time abscess.

In malay we called it as bisul.

(1st time with abscess)

I can't really remember the exact story about it, because that one i just let it disappear by itself. I don't even know it was abscess. But i remember the feeling of pain. Really sharp pain. It was in July or August 2015.

(2nd time with abscess)

This one happened when i started working at Kota Bharu. In the beginning i endure the pain, still not knowing it was abscess. I went to a pharmacy asking for some antibiotic and swelling. But it won't show any effect to me. Then one morning, i decided to meet a doctor. Near my rented room. When i'm trying to take a shower, suddenly i'm collapsing. Quickly i went to the bed before i fell to the wet floor in the bathroom. Then i realized, i don't take any food the day before. I forced myself to drive to the nearby clinic. Met the doctor. The doctor is a men. God! The abscess is at my anus.ermm.not anus. I don't know. Then the doctor declared, "it was abscess!!!"..at that moment, i was relieved. I thought it was some kind of cancer, tumor or anything bigger than abscess. Then the doctor shot the ...ermm..the you know,,,aku dibius cinta .yes. aku dibius. Then dia sedut aku punya nanah guna picagari. Picagari pertama penuh dengan nanah berwarna kuning kehijauan, picagari kedua dah mula nampak darah. Lega. Bila bangun dari katil tu, terus hilang rasa sakit. Aku pon terus pergi kerja. Esoknya raya haji. So lepas kerja aku drive balik kampung. Sampai rumah, lepas borak2 dengan parents pasal rumah sewa tu, aku masuk bilik. Buka seluar, pergh!!!!!basah dengan nanah. Bau dia ya Allah. Seriously aku cakap, lagi busuk dari ..erm..xtawla..tapi sangat busuk hokeyh. N nanah masih keluar membuak2. Banyak gila tisu aku guna nak sapu nanah tu. Esoknya aku xpegi pon solat raya haji. Huhuhu. Mak aku suruh makan cili pahit. Well, aku makan 1 kali jer, tapi lebih 50biji rasanya.

(3rd time with abscess)
My third time with abscess is in January this year. I just got back from Kepala Batas, Penang and was going to work at Kuala Besut, Terengganu. I can feel the pain in the exact same area. But still, i want to calm myself down to think that it was not abscess. I hold the pain, until i can't take it anymore. I ask the staff to buy me some medicine from nearby pharmacy. But the pain won't go away. I decided to go to the nearby clinic. The place named Klinik Perdana Kuala Besut. Well, the bad thing about the clinic is just, the doctor is a man. Whatever. I can't take the pain anymore. He shot the antibiotic at my hip while saying, " you will not get any more abscess in the future by taking this". I trust that words. Then he slice a bit of the abscess, and nanah keluar membuak, aku tengok doktor and nurses kalut dok sapu nanah yang keluar tu, dengan bau yang superb busuk tu. Fuhh. I salute you all guys. Thank you. Lepas nanah yang keluar dengan sendirinya tu habis, doktor tu tekan kuat giler bagi nanah tu keluar lagi. Ya Allah yang ni memang sakit nak mampus.wush!!!
Selesai yang tu, aku balik tempat kerja. Ingatkan da clear, tapi masih ade kesan2 nanah yang masih keluar. Fuhh. Habis seluar kerja aku.

The weeks went so fast. Then suddenly one day....

(4th time with abscess)

I was so confident that the abscess won't be getting near me anymore. But the last 4 days give a heartbreak. Slowly i felt  some pain near the same place. I really thought, it was something else. Then the next day, i was having some fever. My whole body felt weak. I had a headache. I can't move fast. I was so lazy. Then the abscess seem getting bigger. I asked around among the staffs. Looking for female doctor. Found one. A bit far. But worth it. I went there, met her, she take a look at my abscess, she is not that friendly. But it's okay. She's doing her job. She said "bisul awak ni belum masak lagi, saya tak boleh nak buang nanah dalam tu, saya dapat rasa yang benda ni sampai ke dalam, awak kena pergi hospital, jumpa pakar sakit puan, and ada bilik bedah"
Lebih kurang la. Xde la sebijik macam tu. And that was yesterday actually. I drive to my working place, give my mc letter to the hq and continue to drive to HUSM.

At HUSM, luckily, i met a female doctor too. She tell me the same thing, "bisul awak ni tak masak lagi ni, saya bagi antibiotik, n ubat tahan sakit, awak habiskan antibiotik ni"..aku ingat sampai situ jer. Lepas tu dia kol sape tah aku dengar dia cakap "general surgery" Lepas tu dia cakap kat aku, "minggu depan awak datang sini semula, pergi dekat SOPD. AKU AKAN DIBEDAH!!!

Balik umah, hmmm. Bila jumpe jer mak aku, dia terus panggil ade la orang kampung ni, dia tukang urut, dia jugak buat air tawar.. pendek kata orang panggil dia tok bomoh la. Don't worry. Aku tengok dia tak pernah miss solat kat surau sebelah rumah aku n jadi bilal. So, dia buat air tawar (air biase yang dibacakan ayat2 tertentu). Time aku nak minum, aku kena selawat ke atas nabi. Then dia watkan beras ape tah, tapi kena rendam dalam air tawar tu dalam 10minit n blender. N tampal dekat bisul tu. Tengah malam aku sedar dari tido, sakit menyerang, aku telan ubat tahan sakit,tapi sakit tak hilang, aku ambik air beras,,tampal kat situ. .Masya Allah. Sampai ke pagi, aku tidur lena. Pagi nya pulak, lepas sarapan, aku makan roti n telan ubat n sambung tidor, nak jalan2 tak boleh, sebab bila berdiri, badan akan bagi tekanan kat bisul tu, SAKIT!!!so aku tidor. Sedar2, mak aku nak comor perahan daun setawar. Masya Allah sekali lagi... aku tidor sampai pukul 12. Hahaahahhahahah. Tapi lepas daun setawar da habis, aku sakit lagi. Aku pikir, aku kena pergi klinik ni, aku mesti buang nanah ni! Lepas mandi aku kejut mak aku cakap nak pergi klinik. Mak aku suruh pergi hospital jer. Aku malas menunggu sebenarnya. Masa tu dalam pukul 1.45, lepas solat semua, aku siap2 nak ke hospital, tengok2, period pulak dah...habisla, malu la aku nak tunjuk kat doktor dengan period nya lagi. Aku tekad jugak nak pergi. Aku pakai jubah, siap2 nak pergi panas enjin kereta, tiba2, aku rasa belakang jubah aku basah, aku rasa betis aku basah, aku sentuh belakang jubah aku. Aku pikir, takkan la bocor sebab period kot???so, aku cium tangan aku. Busuk yang tak tergambar!!!Bisul aku pecah nokk!!!habis basah kangkang aku. Terus aku cakap kat mak aku. Mak aku terus cari tisu. Adik2 aku 2 orang time tu cakap, "busuknyer!!!" Yang kecik sikit tu pulak cakap, "bau macam taik!!!" Hahahaha. Dari jauh pon boleh bau nokkss" masuk bilik, mak aku sapukan tisu.  Lame jugak. Aku tanya mak aku, "takpe ke ma, busuk ni". Mak aku cakap, "takpe, nanti ma tua, xlarat nanti, nor kena buat lebih teruk lagi dari ni".  Lepas tu air mata aku  mengalir2 bukan kerana sakit, tapi kerana hati yang terharu, sebab my mom is right beside me, helping me all her best to make sure i'm fine.

Banyak kata2 dia yang memuji macam mana mudahnya dia jaga aku yang kurang songeh berbanding kakakku. Keh keh keh.

Mak aku cakap, badan aku ni lebih terima ubat2 kampung dari ubat doktor. But i will use both.

Because i trust both

Goodnight

Gross because it smell the worst. Satisfying because, i can feel mother's love.

The girls who start to pray.

Assalamualaikum..today i'm going to share about..my staff..my colleagues.

I told you. "Pergila ceruk mana pon di dunia ni, orang islam yang tak solat berlambak"..

I told you before too, "aku bukan orang baik, kadang-kadang aku terbabas solat, kadang-kadang aku mengumpat, kadang-kadang...well, setiap hari aku buat dosa"

Tapi, takde undang-undang yang mengatakan, "orang berdosa dilarang memberi nasihat"..... kan???

Aku buat dosa hari-hari, tapi aku nak orang sekeliling aku pon berubah ke arah yang lebih baik.

Back to the real story.

Aku kan baru transfer. Sampai di tempat baru ni, supervisor pesan, "kalau staf nak solat, bagi dorang bergilir, jangan ramai2, tapi tak perlu risau, berapa kerat jer yang solat"

Their names are ( confidential ) kekeke...

Tapi bilangan dia aku boleh cakap iaitu seramai 5 orang daripada 12 orang.

Ramai yang tak solat pulak.hmm

Tempat solat kitorang di tingkat 1. One fine day, aku nampak sorang akak ni tiba-tiba solat. Time tu aku masih tertanya2, "akak ni memang selalu solat ke, harini baru nak solat?" Aku diam jer. Lepas tu aku pergi tanya dekat sorang staf yang memang selalu solat, dia cakap, "tu 1st time dia tengok akak tu solat". Whatever it is, i was proud of her. Big clap!!!!

Another day, dengan sengajanya aku tanya sorang staf tu:

Aku: adodo dah solat ker?

Adodo: adodo period sekarang ni kak.

Aku: pastu, sebelum ni adodo solat x?

Adodo: ermm, ermm, adodo tak solat kat sini kak. Adodo solat kat rumah jer.

Aku: kenapa macam tu? Adodo taw tak, nanti akhirat, Allah hisab solat kita dulu taw? Benda2 lain semua lepas tu. Bla bla bla...

Lepas dia habes period, dia mula solat. Walaupun kadang2 dia tinggal jugak.

And today. Sorang lagi mula solat...the story went like this.

Aku tengah tengok2 info dekat meja skype (hanya assistant n supervisor jer boleh dok situ). The conversation was like this....

Adidi: kak, boleh tak kak jadi cashier sekejap?orang nak naik solat jap.

N, imagine my shocked face!!~~i look at her blankly. Seeking for explanation.

Adidi: kenapa kak terkejut kak?

Aku: siries la adidi nak solat ni?

Adidi: series la kak. Kenapa kak tak percaya?

Aku: dah sebelum ni tak nampak pon adidi solat.

Adidi: orang solat la kak, kak jer tak terserempak ngan orang tengah solat tu.

Aku: eyyy, betul ke tak ni adidi?

Adidi: betul kak...

N dia benar2 pergi solat. Thanks ya Allah.

Derr, lepas tu aku tanya lagi staf yang memang solat tu,

Aku: betul ke adidi solat sebelum ni?

The girl: mana ada kak, tu la first time orang tengok.

The truth is, i used to give a loud advice to adodo in front of adidi about how Allah would judge our solat.

I'm not saying that i'm the reason they start to pray. Nope. But i like it very much when they start to pray when i'm here.

Derr, doakan staf2 aku yang lain pon akan solat jugak derr. Lembutkan hati mereka. Aku dah nak kena transfer ke cawangan lain pulak dah ni.tinggal berapa hari jer ni. Hmmm

I will miss them

Goodnight

Again..something that i should praise about "THEM"

Assalamualaikum w.b.t

My words are not good. I have no talent to write perfectly.

But i enjoy writing.

Hari ni cerita pasal mereka (staf2 zonria kuala besut lagi).

Petang tadi, sambil tunggu jam tunjuk pukul 4.30 p.m, aku borak2 dengan eliss. Cashier di kedai tu.

Bermula dari topik "sedapnya makan nasi lauk ikan bakar, dengan nasi panas n budu+tempoyak+cili+asam limau" hingga ke "hantu kat stor atas" kemudian eliss tiba2 cakap:

Eliss: cantiknya gelang kak nor, macam gelang orang berubat

Aku gelak jerla mula2 tu. Aku tak teringin lagi nak beli gelang ke rantai emas ke cincin emas ke. Tak mampu.

Tapi, aku memang dah lama perati dorang ni. Ramai yang pakai emas, gelang or cincin. N aku memang tak teragak2 nak tanya, contohnya, "nadia dah tunang ke?" "Pqah dah tunang ke?"

Back to eliss, lepas dia cakap pasal gelang tu...

Aku: alah eliss, ni gelang dapat free jer girlfriend adik orang bagi kat dia. Dia tak guna, orang la pakai. Tu gelang elis tu, mak ke abah eliss bagi?

Eliss: mana ada kak! Jangan harap mak abah eliss nak beli untuk eliss. Eliss guna duit gaji eliss jer.

Bla bla bla dia cerita pasal mak dia gadai barang kemas dia. Hahaha.  Bersemangat.

Aku ingatkan eliss ni dari keluarga senang. Nak apa pon boleh dapat. Rupanya tak. Anak sulong kan. Pandai dia berdikari.

Aku ni takde langsung, LANGSUNG niat nak beli gelang or cincin emas tu. Seriously, aku tak minat. Walaupun aku tahu beli emas bagus untuk masa depan. Dalam kepala aku sekarang ni, aku nak pastikan kerja aku confirm dulu, nak wat plan gaji, i mean, budget. Berapa aku patut spend on ptptn(mula bayar bulan lepas), berapa untuk ASB(masih dalam perancangan, untuk tabung masa depan), berapa untuk bayar kereta (ma abah aku asyik nak suruh aku beli kereta jer, padahal setakat pembacaan aku ni, beli kereta ni membebankan untuk graduan yang baru bekerja ni. Karang kerja ke mana, bayar bulan2 tergendala, walaupun hakikatnya aku nak ada kereta sendiri), survey rumah (da berpuluh kali jugak aku baca, baik kumpul slip gaji, wat pinjaman beli rumah kos rendah, bagi sewa kat orang, then baru beli kereta. Orang bayar sewa rumah, aku boleh guna duit tu untuk bayar ansuran kereta baru aku).. hmm.. in Deep thought.

Ok..habis deep thought.  Back to the kids, i mean the staffs.

For example eliss la kan. Aku perati dia ni, bukan budak  tak pandai pon. Dia saja jer tak nak sambung belajar.

Lagi sorang, aziey. Aziey ni pon spesis boleh pergi jauh kalau dia nak belajar. Tapi dia pernah cerita kat aku, dia tak boleh nak sambung belajar sebab dia kesian kat ma abah dia nak kena tanggung dia belajar. Dia kerja kat zonria tu, atleast sekarang ni da ada motor sendiri. Tak lama lagi dah nak habis bayar dah.

Let me list down the staffs there.

The supervisor: maziani. Rarely accept other's opinion. Not a rules follower too because she's quite flexible. She want simple things.

The assistant supervisor: bariyyah (i'm replacing her as assistant supervisor while she's on maternal leave)

The trainee assistant supervisor(it's me!!!)

Amy-sometimes her words can be rude even when she's planning to joke.

Bayah-a 22 years old mother of a 10months daughter. A hardworking staff. Quite meticulous.

Syuriaain-a senior who is too proud of her seniority. Love to quarrel with other staffs. Have loud voice. But a good worker. Love to help others in need.

Eliss- easily get mad over simple things especially involving problematic customers. Quite talkative when she's in good mood.

Hasmawani-a 27 years old mother of two daughters. A good mother and wife from my point of view. A good worker too. Accept others opinion. Know how to make decision.

Aziey-love to do nothing at the corner. Well mannered. When she start her work, she's one of the perfectionist.

Nadia-love to help others. Love to give orders. A cashier who is quite meticulous. Rarely having problems regarding money.

Aisyah-a 19 years old mother of 2 years old daughter. Very talkative. Quite rude. Not a rules follower. Always have excuses when given orders. I can't see anything good in her. Well she does have good qualities. I must have not seen it yet.

Piqah- god, she's the one who brighten up my day at work. She love to do body gag. Talk sweet but extremely funny. The supervisor love her, obviously. She is not a pro cashier yet. Always have problem dealing with money.

Nor- well i have a deep thought about her. A good staff of course. Rarely done any mistake. Not a good talker to me. Or is it because my name is the same as her? (NOR)

Zura-the junior at the supermarket. Quite problematic. Does not obey rules firmly. Want me to hear her talking. But i always think, "she never understand what i'm trying to say", she always cheating. Tell lies. I used to get mad at her(politely) for lying. Have problems with other staffs too.

DONE!!!!

The good value of "THEM"

Heyyyyy..ASSALAMUALAIKUM

long time no see. ;)

I'm not busy. Just lazy.

Lazy to type and i got no story to share.

But today i have something good to share.

Yes. "THEM".

THEM are the people, the colleagues who work with me.

Malay language activated.

Diorang tu bagus. Yes. Diorang lepasan spm jer. Ada yang sambung sijil kat politeknik, tapi separuh jalan jer. Bila kerja diorang bagus. Diorang tak pentingkan diri sendiri. Aku ade la. Ngee. Aku tengah belajar nak jadi baik macam mereka la ni.

Back to the story. Tengah aku buat kerja tadi, zura yang sepatutnya rehat pukul 6 petang lupa nak pesan makanan kat k.su yang rehat pukul 5 petang. K.su kol tanya zura nak kirim apa. Kalau aku, aku ada mood aku sendiri. Kekadang aku tak suka orang order aku beli makanan dorang. Tapi aku asyik jumpa orang yang suka amik order aku. So aku belajar untuk buat macam dorang buat.

Back to the story again. Zura order nasi goreng pattaya. Bila zura nak makan time rehat tu, k.su dan beberapa staff lain kelam kabut n agak bising sebab takde sudu nak bagi kat zura. Nagi aku apedehal, makan jerla ngan tangan. Bende sangat simple. Tapi, bagusnye la hai dorang ni. Perlu ke nak makan nasi kena ada sudu weh??

Bab kerja toksah cakap, kalau setakat (contohla) nadia offer diri nak tolong amy wat turun stock sebab amy offday, amy backup cashier nadia ke. Yang tu memang dorang bagus.

Wait, not all the staffs are like that. Some staffs are not interested in helping others. Or maybe they just pretending. Whatever. As long as the job done right.

Sorang dalam ramai2 staff tu memang happening. Dia punya keletah buat orang gelak je. Supervisor yang nak marah kat dia pon boleh terbantut niat nak marah tu. I will miss her when i'm not here. I will be transferred to another branch in a month.

Well, i got nothing more to share. I love things here.

One thing i don't like about here is, the motorcycle keep broken down. The police love to collect money from the people. Tak habis2 nak saman orang..yang paling aku tak paham, tinted cermin kereta boleh mengganggu lalulintas ke? Aku tengok ramai jer orang besar wat tinted hitam gelap gulita tu. Hampeh jer.

N aku ngan staf2 tadi bercerita pasal pengalaman kena saman. Aku tak la. Yang si bayah tu, sampai kena sepak motor sebab polis ingat dia tak mau berhenti tepi jalan. Aiii.  Aku rasa nak ....aiiii

K bye

Bachelor's degree vs my current job

Heyy. It's me again.

Last week i had a conversation with my new supervisor.

I address her as K.Zie. She is 31 years old. Have a bachelor's degree from UPM in Marketing.

The conversation mostly about her love story. I'm not going to tell you about her love story. But the different in level of education.

As i mention before, k.zie has a bachelor's degree. But her husband possess SPM certificate only. He work in her village. He worked on almost all kind of village works.

I asked her. "K.zie, don't you care about your partner's education level?". She replied, "No, i don't care about his education, as long as he is hardworking, performs his prayer, and don't do drug". And i was like, "waah, you are so nice".

It doesn't mean that i want my partner to have the same level of education as me. Well, i did mention about my future husband's characteristics in my previous entry. I didn't mention about education at all. As long as, he's not ......stupid.

Well, back to the real story.

K.zie said, "many people downgraded us"

Malay language activated.

K.zie cakap kat aku, kerja kat kedai macam ni, orang akan pandang rendah kat kita. Kalau orang tu tahu kita ada degree, tapi kerja dekat pasaraya, orang akan cakap, 'kata ada degree, asal kerja macam tu jer?pegi la sambung master sane'. itu pandangan masyarakat. 

Lagi satu, hampir 99% pelanggan akan anggap semua pekerja pasaraya adalah lepasan spm. Takpela akak2 makcik2 pakcik2 abang2. Saya tak kesah pon. Eh tak. Saya kesah. Tapi buat2 tak kesah. Kalau kesah sangat pon, bukan boleh ubah ape pon. Dorang tak tahu pon kat pasaraya tu ada jawatan2 tertentu. Dorang ingat semua staf situ gaji rm900. Hmm takpelah. Kalau nak tahu, kalau starting kerja tempat aku ni, untuk staf, gaji bersih cuma rm630 jer taw. Gaji bersih la. Tambah epf socso mungkin dekat rm900 kot. Tak pernah pulak aku selidik pasal gaji dorang.

Well, aku pilih kerja ni bukan sebab duit. Gaji aku tak besar pon. Aku pilih kerja ni sebab aku perlu kutip pengalaman sebanyak yang mungkin. Lagipun, aku pasti, graduan musim ini bukan senang nak dapat kerja. Kalau graduan yang suam2 kuku macam aku ni, tak layak pon nak choosy sangat dalam memilih pekerjaan. So, dapat jer peluang, aku akan grab terus. Soal gaji kecik, tak payah pikir sangat. Janji dapat gaji and pengalaman tu.

Kepada graduan yang style choosy tu. Takpela. Kalau rasa ade employer yang berminat dengan anda, Alhamdulillah. Yang penting, kena sedar diri. Bab kata....sape tah tadi aku baca facebook dia. Dia cakap, ada yang tak cukup kelayakan tapi masih berani mintak gaji rm4000. Well. Suka hati korang lah. Aku pon tak layak nak judge pilihan orang.

Kalau menganggur sampai 2 tahun, nak kerja office hour dari pukul 8pg-5ptg dan nak kerja area pantai timor. Baik kau cipta kerja sendiri. Choosy sangat tu. Memang dah tak mau berkembang ea? Pastu siap mintak tolong orang rekomenkan grup2 cari kerja. Duduk bawah tempurung, tunggu orang suap. Hmm. Lame 2 tahun tu. Aku tak kerja sebulan lepas habis belajar rasa tak best dah. Sebab duit asyik keluar. Xde yang masuk. Tak best tak best. Kena kerja baru duit masuk.

Angan2 aku besar ni. Aku nak bawak ma abah aku pergi cameron highland (da lame teringin nak pergi sane. Tapi tak tercapai),aku nak beli kereta. Aku nak beli rumah. Aku nak nikah(ehek2,xde orang nak kat aku, berangan pah cerohh), aku nak makan sedap2, aku nak bali cat rumah ma abah aku. Aku nak beli baju2 kat ma abah aku. Aku nak. Ermmmm

Mengantuk leerr...goodnight awesome people!!!

The new working place - Kuala Besut

Assalamualaikum w.b.t.

Hai blog!!!!

Dah 2 mingggu i xbukak you. Hiii

So. In two weeks ago. There's nothing much happened to me.

It just that, i have been transferred from Kepala Batas to Kuala Besut. Hokeyy la tu. 2 2 KB. Harap2 lepas ni KB Kota Bharu la pulak yer. Amiinnn. Nak jugak balik bekerja di negeri sendiri walaupun Kuala Besut ni macan negeri sendiri dah. Sempadan Kelantan Terengganu jer kan.

Haritu aku try drive sendiri dari kampung aku ke tempat kerja, ade la dalam 1jam setengah. Hampir salah jalan. Ngeeehe. Tapi aku memang ade 1 tabiat. Rasa salah, aku tanya terus orang kat tepi jalan. N tak pernah sekalipun orang tersebut menghampakan. :) . Special thanks to the folks!!!! Semuanya peramah.

So the new working place is somehow a bit better than the previous one. Less stress. Well, some says that, it is not the job that making people stress. It is the people. One will eventually quit the job if the people around them is not.....not good. Especially the leaders. But in my case, the leaders are all fine. The staffs aren't.  Yes, the precious working place is a source of stress for me, because of the people. Sure, it may be because of me.

Whatever.

So, here, i take care of the shop. Not shop sangat la. Pusat pakaian gitu. Shop bunyi macam kecik jer kan. Pekerja dia happening in a good way. Semua pekerja muda. Paling tua pon umur 27. Semua baik setakat ni.

Well, my task everyday is almost the same. But most of the time, i need to monitor the place and the staffs. I like it very much when i take a round walking through the departments and see the staff doing nothing. And when they see me, they quickly do their job.

I would like to be more prepared. My job requires me to move around the state frequently. It is a good thing. I can stay at various places around Pantai Timor. The bad thing is that, i can't regard the working place as my own place as i know i'm not going to be there for a long time. I have no courage to change the norms they applied to the place. Nope! Not courage. I have the courage. Wrong word. I think i have no right to change the norms they already follow for a long time. Thats it.

Well, i can be permanent at one place for one reason!!! I need to get married!! Someone out there. Come here and marry me. Let me be a permanent worker at one place only. Heheheheh. That someone, must be working in Pantai timor or North of Semenanjung Malaysia(there is no branch in other states, only Kelantan, Terengganu, Pahang, Kedah, Penang..n not sure about N9) Someone who never miss his prayer. Someone who is family oriented. Have fairer skin than me (cause i'm dark..heheheh), ofkos single. And would love only me. Hahaahahahah. Well, his mom should comes first. Then me. Heee.

Enough about marriage. I am not yet ready to get married to anybody. I'm not stable yet. Kewangan tak kukuh. Emosi tak stabil.

Enough for today i guess.

Byeee

My supervisor n i

Let me tell u a story about my sv. She is 29 years old married woman with a son n of course with a husband. She has a degree in something related to the psychology from iium. She is quite chubby with average height 1.53m. Her weight might be almost 80-90.

She lives near working place. She takes care of her sick mom. And her father well.

She love hello kitty a lot.

And i thought, Hello kitty suits her. She looks like hello kitty. 

She is friendly. She talk so well. Of course she is. She is a supervisor/manager of a store.

Before she start to train me, she told me to be prepared. She can get mad easily. So i thought to myself, "i've been in military training for almost three years. Can she be more cruel than my previous trainer?"

So the days came. I don't even know at what time she really get mad. Yes, sometimes she do look moody. But that doesn't affect me a bit. She do raise her voice. But it's nothing compared to my previous trainer. So, i feel no pain. (My only pain is when i face my two moody roomate)

Tonight, when we need to collect sales. My supervisor and i is infront of the same cashier. She suddenly say.

Sv aku: k.anis kuat. K.anis masuk suksis mase kat u dulu.

Aku: (sambil pandang sinis,hehe) elleh, nor masuk palapes. :p

Sv aku: siries ni nor? Woahhh!!! Hebat! Patutla orang cakap ape pon nor tak terkesan. Mental kuat ni! Latihan palapes macam hape dah.

Aku: memang la. Nor dah jumpe orang lagi teruk dari k.anis la. nor lagi terkejut taw k.anis masuk suksis.

Sv aku: sume orang tak caye k.anis masuk suksis. Yela, k.anis kan belon. K.anis pon xcaye nor masuk palapes.

N the conversation berpanjangan psl faedah2 masuk palapes n suksis. Gelaran "belon", n macam2 lagi.

Nak pesan kat sini, sape2 student kt u tu, join la unit uniform yg ade elaun tu. Join training, dapat la elaun sikit2. Dapatla tampung kehidupan korang kat u tu..hokeyh.

K bye..

Simple things that makes me feel happy

1) two chinese girls who call me "kakak!!!" When they see me (i'm in the store, they are outside,we talk through window)

2) the two chinese girl wave their hands when they are going home (they are so cute!!!) and their parents and grand2 also nice

3) the cat meowing back to me when i try to talk to them

4) the cat let me touch them, without scratching me

5) the customers' babies give reactions when i touch or smile to them

6) the customer's smile

7) the staffs' smile

8) my friends' smile

9) someone give me delicious food (anything is delicious when i'm hungry)

10) i see a cute baby

11) i see a handsome man

Enough for today