the secret life of a bohemian princess who writes for nothing

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I wish this to be my last post in my Friendster blog, and I shall end it with a cheerful and positive note.

Ok, so I need to explain this.

I will continue my writings,but not here.

I shall write my daily encounter in my other blogs ; namely

http://putrajayamisadventures.blogspirit.com
or

http://mydailynothings.blogspot.com

Updating friendster blog is not so cool anymore. Considering it has begin to be

Less accessible and only limited for its members.

My intention is to venture into a different genre and topics now. But that is going to fall under my 2008 plans.

So people, good bye and farewell.

Just click to the links above if you’re still curious about me…..

                               did I say we look good in black?

I find myself chilling with a good book again.

This time around,its literature.Its heavy. Its dramatic.

Mr Swank told me, it would not be necessary to have a reading room in the house. Darling, it was ok..I could always make the best of the large bunk bed …but I’m still finding the most intricate reading lamp to be accompany me before bedtime though…

Throughout the campus years, I was pretty obsessed with young women authors.They are widely famous, deliver good prose, provocative thoughts, the voice of their race during those days, and normally died of tragic death.

Katherine Mansfield for example.died because of cancer. Yeah, logically medical help was not really good those days,people can die easily.

But she’s a brilliant writer.I am reading her famous previously unpublished letters and journals. It was the kind of reading I love to immense myself before going to bed.

Ah, I need to finish the book.

See you guys again soon.

yup. I’m officially having it now. Although I’m trying hard to think that it was normal.

It could be both, exciting, and down right stressful. But the best thing for me so far, was the ability to plan it single handedly. Because my parents decided I should do it the way I want.

Ahah, initially I always thought of doing something very English, or maybe go back to the Victorian era.Try to do something totally your own. Your unique , one of a kind style.But then again, with respect to my parents, and the rest of the guests,let’s just come out with something decent, simple but will turn out to be, pretty neat.

Last year, I always said to myself, it I ever would have to plan a wedding in 2007, i would be the craziest person ever. and come 2007, I totally changed my work schedule, I was assigned to do a huge project for my division, I got engaged,moved out..there’s so many changes for the past few months.

and end of this year, I will, hopefully end my single life status and move on to next phase of life.

Alhamdulillah, it is a great year and i’m happy. just so happy now.

    bagaikan tetesan hujan di batasnya kemarau

berikan kesejukan yg lama tak kunjung datang

menghapus dahaga jiwaku akan cinta sejati

* betapa sempurna dirimu di mata hatiku

tak pernah kurasakan damai sedamai bersamamu

tak ada yg bisa yg mungkin kan mengganti tempatmu

reff: kau membuat ku merasa hebat

karena ketulusan cintamu

ku merasa teristimewa hanya

hanya karena, karena cinta

kau beri padaku sepenuhnya

buatku selalu merasa berarti

kini ku merasa hebat

karena kau yang membuatku makin kuat

I need a few days off again, I think.

I’ve been working like a dog for the past few weeks. I felt so bad for pushing some people to get things done, but i really don’t have a choice for now. The public wants their need to be attended. The students need the money.

We have arranged a tea party last friday for the travel agent, as well as the certificate giving ceremony. I was the master of ceremony for the day, dragging my feet here and there from the 6th floor and mezzanine for a few days. The boss wanted to have food testing before the hi tea- which is absolutely ridiculous. die ingat ni wedding ke ape nak buat food testing in the middle of the week for a friday event?

I hated the fact that I fell sick when I’m working. I had migraine when I drove home, and I had to put an extra plastic bag on my lap while I was driving from Putrajaya to Pj. and the traffic jam got me suffer the whole journey. Everytime I reached home, I could only run towards the house to look for the toilet and threw up and asked my brother to park the car inside. Seriously, I dreaded long journey home. I hated the fact I go home, hungry, trembling while cooking because I had the endure the fact that I am so hungry that I cant wait for delivery from Kerabu Biru, regardless of how tasty Thai Food was.

yeah, it unbelievably stressful sometimes. But these days I’m getting good credit from the bosses. At least they made my day.Like yesterday, before I go home, I bumped into my director and he said; Well done, Mahera.

I had done a good job, I guess.

i guess the hardwork paid off finally.

its true that this big project of mine drives me up to the wall. I’ve become extremely persistent in pushing my counterparts to work as fast as me.

I know they could have hate me for now. But I have my target that I must accomplished.

And when the first phase of the scholarship payment went through, I shoot an email to everyone, together with a complete and detailed reports on the figures.

and the deputy director sent me a reply ;

Tahniah di atas kejayaan membuat bayaran terus yang lebih mudah dan segera. Daripada laporan didapati hanya 20 orang daripada 11,699 pelajar (0.17%) yang menghadapi masalah bayaran kerana sebab tertentu.

and he went on to give his feedbacks and constructive suggestions, which I welcome it with open arms.

sweet little victory .. I’ve decided to just seize the moment and be happy about it.

I’ll say cheers to myself ..and maybe make myself a nice cup of black coffee!!

TGIF!! Thank god its Friday!

My heart was filled with joy when the clock strucks at five. Yet, I stayed in the office, doing the final check for the unfinished job and preparing for the coming week. I hated the feeling of filling my thoughts about work in the weekend, although it flashes frequently, and even haunted me in my dreams.

Mr.Accountant joke once about our crazy nature of work.At that time most of us work more than 16 hours a day. We spend hours back and forth from Putrajaya office, the airport and home. Nothing more. And  finishing daily reports. Rushing for payments. The ritual.

He told me the weirdest thing about his dream. Wait, a nightmare to be specific.

We sleep and eat with reports. We drowned in mounting files. He dreamed that he was looking into the data like a huge screen in front of his eyes. A giant spreadsheet and waiting for the final figures to be sorted out.

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I told him , whoa that was  a real accountant’s nightmare!

I was quite lucky I didn’t have the worst nightmare about my job so far.

Even when my boss could give me such headache and anxiety attack at times.

How do I deal with this? However I managed to get through in two years time.

How time flies..two years?

In two years, I completed my DPA, I gained confirmation.I passed my PTK exam.

I switched three desks in the same unit.

And  I’m getting married too.

There are times when I feel low. There are times , oh god I can’t exactly describe how weird it is.

But sometimes, I took a walk in front of the office. Especially on warm and windy day. I love the feeling of the wind brushes off my face. Sometimes I cried silently. Just to make sure that I did not regret taking up this challenge.

People must have thought I am a mad woman. Wandering alone in the streets in perfect baju kurong and doing my own thing. But I don’t care.

It has been worthwhile. It has been wonderfully challenging.

The kind of challenge that kicks me. My daddy was true.

I was up for it.

In the last few days , I took off early from Putrajaya and rushing to go home.

It was because these three major reasons, basically ;

1. I am hungry, and I need to eat
2. I need to finish the book, so I could get on to read Jose Rizal’s biography
3. just catch up with malay dramas - oh I am such an drama fan @ home!

I have been trying to cook a simple meal, as that is what  my dad asked, when he’s asking the menu for dinner. I said it was simple, but it turns out to be kangkung masak belacan, ikan singgang and ayam masak merah for the first time after I didn’t cook for such a long time.

The following night I had the nerve to ask what my dad wants for dinner, and he said anything you could make with the ikan kembung. Apparently, trying to figure out the quickest way to cook in 30 minutes, I managed to prepare, fried kembung, daging bakar with barbeque sauce, mushroom soup and some salted fish. It wasn;t half bad but also deviating from the original idea of something simple.

And when my mum return she said to me; we have a new cook from Pattani. a lady this time, you should take extra day off and follow me and learn some pointers  from her.

My dad was suggesting I  make some homemade cakes and leave it at the restaurant. See how people responding to it, I could as well make a few bucks per day just doing that!

True, cooking is fun. And for a foodie, it will be a double bonus. In the office, I’ll be crazy doing the food hunt with my colleagues like Mas and Feefa during lunch hour and at home, just flip through the recipe book and begin the cooking session like it will always be your first time in the kitchen!

so do you wanna be a cook?

yes I do!!