8, Jalan Sultan Ismail

I cajoled Naz to coming with us - Jeng and I to a photoshoot to take place at Chow Kit. Initially I thought it was just a J&me activity but I found out the event was from an invite in fb. Ah ah ah sesak napas. I just had to find me a buddy! Naz fell through and there we were bright and early at Chow Kit monorail waiting for the rest of the photography gurus to come. I am just a newbie.

I loved that outing so much. It felt native, backdated - the part where I am trailing the whole length of the market by foot and only paying rm4 for transport to Chow Kit. I miss Hankyu Jaya. It was an old 'mall' back then which had gone out of business and constantly been replaced by numerous other supermarket chains but to no avail. Its now plaza TAR.

I love waking up early on the weekends. I feel like almost everybody in the city is either asleep, walking/washing clothes/raking grass/sweeping dust - in their sleep while I seize the day by venturing out early before the crowd rushes in. I am such a morning person! Till our next morning rendezvous, KL.

Refuel la!

We started the new year with another empty fuel tank and I've come to realize that I now bear thick skin when it comes to stopping the traffic and pushing the car. Ok well I am not usually the one pushing, more like steering+grumbling+pissed+totally shocked+worried that I'm going to be late for work/dinner/home. Who am I KIDDING. Will he ever learn?

Empty fuel tank, 2008. This was the first time and it was kind of cute/funny/adorable. We were saved by his friend, he had a 4door EK. We were stranded behind the archway of kampung besut.

Then it happened again and this time we were with mama, on our way to KT. Embarrassing/tah pape. I thought he learned his lesson. But no. Wait. Minyak habis lagi, he was on his way to see me and I waited for hours. Mintak tolong dari adik-adik trainee. Remember? And again, after the Jabor toll, on our way to Kemaman. And another time, Joe died near 3residen. And again, somewhere in Kemaman town, I had to go to work with his office van.

Most of the time his friends would come to the rescue. In early January we were stranded in front of the secondary school and I had no choice but to get on a motorcycle with him to work. In my 25 years of age, I have never rode a motorcycle, the last time I was ever on one it was Ujie's scooter and all I remembered was my head banging into hers whenever we drove cross a bumper. Sweet.

Some people think its really fun and adventurous, not knowing what is to happen next. All I thought of while he fumbled with the car was - how irresponsible he is in person and how unreliable he would be if it came to taking me to work or the kids to school one day. Which explained why halfway on the bike I was in tears fuming my sorry life off.

Karma is a bitch.

Today has proven to be a seriously tough day. Full of conflicts, moral and ethics come into play..and the ugly game of backstabbing and bad mouthing people. Never would I imagine that my workplace, crazy and tormenting as it might be, would resort to something like this. The sad thing is that it is pretty clear that the source or the root cause is coming from just one person.

He has affected me deeply, and it troubles me that he thinks that everything that he has done is correct, regardless of what people are telling him. He entertains and welcomes those who wish to tell on others and feeds off people's trust by promising them something great in the future.

It disgusts me that I even want to write about this. The boiling point came when he circulated an email to all the bosses with regards to our poor behavior and said that it could cause us to receive disciplinary action - surat amaran. Oh by the way, I know who the rat is.

I need to cleanse my soul and get ready. Regardless.

Jalan Belakang

Semua orang nak bercakap or imbas kembali kenangan dari 2007..sehingga new year 2010 hari tu. Aku pon nak buat jugak lah. Mari mulakan.

2007. Aku berusia eh jap kira. 23. Such a young and sweet age of being. I had just recently started working with the blue company and it was all peachy. I celebrated the coming of 2008 far away from home, in the middle of some dessert in Oman. I was in Daleel camp and new year was just another day. 2007 was a pretty intense year for me. I graduated, sent my family off to yemen and started my working life.

2008. Tahun ini aku agak mabuk dengan cinta. Aku berkawan dengan F dan larut di dalam dunia puisi hati dia. I miss him - the 2008 version. Haha. Kerja mendominasi 99% of my life. Aku ke UK, kemudian berkerja di offshore buat pertama kali nya. New year 2009 aku menonton tv3 bersama mama sambil melipat kain.

2009. Kerja dan kerja lagi. Tapi tahun ni aku bersifat malas. Or is it negative? Anyways. Aku ke US dan berfoya dengan zarina. Aku menjaga asset besar coiled tubing. Aku berhasrat untuk behijrah ke arah yang lebih baik. Aku membuat keputusan untuk berkahwin dengan F.

2010. Unwritten still. But I know I can't possibly leave or be parted with KL. I love that city so much. I will start this year with visiting my parents, soon.