The Day Before Raya

I woke up. The fan is directly above my body. I tug at my blanket. Where am I? I shake off the remains of sleep. Sleepiness. I got up to get a glass of water.

Oh its this place.

The place where I wish I could fit in perfectly. But I am always shadowed by this other someone. Her. The cold morning shower made me forget about it for a while.

The drive to work this morning was scenic. He smelled of citrusy musk and aftershave. The sun came out to light the way. Look, its the sunrise, I'd whisper. He smiled back, not knowing what to promise me.

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There are only 16 personnel today in the office. Half are already mentally visualizing the trip to Kuantan or wherever they call home.

No bosses. No assigned task. Sweet. Honey, take me home.

7th Day in Kemaman

I am now officially a field engineer trainee here in kemaman. It’s the fasting month so all the staff rushes home at 4pm. This isn’t doing me too much good cause the bus gets here at warehouse 29 at 5pm so that leaves me an hour to pretty much play around on the computer. Play. When there is so much more for me to read, study and complete.

I have a deadline of 2 months to complete my technical modules online and then if God willing, I will go for a training school hopefully in the UK. That, ladies and gentleman is my planning for the upcoming 5 months. I apparently work 6 days a week and get 1 day off for sleep and sanity. He he he. Tapi takat ni all the engineers tell me that for the 1st month of their job they took a whole month straight. I think I might do the same. Raya is an exception. I might celebrate it in bed with mr.bear or go to work and eat cookies with the other less fortunate guys.

Work here is rather random and very different. I am enjoying it a lot. The guys here are fair towards me, they don’t treat me differently just because I am a girl. Although the fact that I am one of the 3 female engineers here may be a factor to consider their willingness to help me. Tapi takpe la, asalkan tade buat bende salah ok la kot.

I think I am doing fine so far. Occasionally I would miss my parents who are here in Malaysia. I miss the comfort of home, the food. But in a few days time my parents will be leaving for Yemen and everything back home would be just the same as the one here in my crew house.

This has been a totally crazy emotional, mental and physical rollercoaster ride and I think its about to swallow me whole.

Fuzzy logic.

Orked Oren

Some pictures from a tahlil at Leen's place off jln U-thant. All my high school sweethearts!! Missing azza and g-bon. How we have all grown and what a mixture of professionals we will soon become!

yatt, zimah, wothen, leen, me + khair.

Wothen is doing her internship in Subang, Zimah has a year to complete her degree in Computer Science, Khair is a Marketing Exec in an IT firm (haha poor thing), Leen has 2 more years to go before boleh jd Doctor!!

Till we meet again, goodluck!

1957 Hati Malaya

Jengga and Fariz got 2 free passes each to go watch 1957 Hati Malaya because they both were such faithful Digi users. But she could not go and watch it herself, so I was the lucky one to take 3 others along with me to the -which turned out to be- a Gala Premier of the movie @ cineleisure .

Sebek sumorang pkai baju senonoh. He he he.

Free food. The ticket read 8pm, but really the movie was played at 9pm. An hour's gap to fill our tummies with free food. Sedap gile rendang ayam die. Abang with Gc.

A huge 1957 cake, Mama just had to go take a picture since she is a merdeka baby.

Abg took a photo with Rusdy, and the dude was like "You here to watch rush hour 3?" and abg replied, " Nah, I'm here to watch your movie"
"Cte ape eh?"
"Cte ni la.. (points to cake) cte kau nihh"
Oh sungguh malu abg tatau pon nama muvi sedangkan MC tu da berpuloh2 kali kut sebut nama Hati Malaiyaa nih.

Sempat amek gamba with Maya Karin. Cun abes la die nih. The movie was kinda heavy for me, I nearly dozed off. Very history2 textbook. Much about the conflict between Onn and Tuanku's approach to Independence. Kalau baru lepas SPM or PMR mesti aku lg phm kot cte ni. I got the essence of it. Which, for me is as good as it gets.