There are times when things fell into place on their own by coincidence. When that happen, I cannot even describe how grateful I am to the Almighty for blessing me with it.

Afiq was supposed to see Dr M for his check-up following his operation on Saturday last week. But we had to change it to yesterday (Tuesday) since we had to go see my dad (Atok) who’s not well in Manjung during the weekend. Dr M’s only available on Saturdays and Tuesdays.

Tuesday morning, Mariessa’s babysitter told us that she noticed that Mariessa’s neck was a little swollen on Monday. It wasn’t really obvious and she didn’t complain of any pain, so I thought ok-lah, I’ll just ask Dr M to have a look since we’re meeting with him anyway.

To cut the story short, after examining it.. Dr M insisted that Mariessa be admitted, jugak2.

Sgt2 terkejut actually, as we (Shahril & I) didn’t think it was going to be serious. It may not be serious pun lah actually, but as long as kena admit tu… we have to take it seriously lah kan?

I’ll write about Dr M’s diagnosis later when we know more.

So here we are, at our trusted KPMC once again.

A few hours before meeting with Dr. M, after a scrumptious dim sum lunch.

A few hours after admission to the ward.

Took leave on Monday & Tuesday. Thought I’d get connected to my baking side after soooo long abandoning it.

Hasilnya…

Ok ok.. one more..

If you think these look good, wait until you taste them!

If you think they don’t look all that good, do NOT let the looks deceive you! Hehe

Either way.. Yumms! ;)

On Tuesday.. still all excited about baking… made these pulak:

;)

The miraculous sausage bun that made Edrick.. err.. was it 90% again Ngah? He was not feeling well.. only 10% (well) according to him. ;)

Copied from Ziah’s blog; (I think this turns out really cool,yo!)

1 – Go to “Wikipedia.” Hit “Random Article”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

* I got this: WV24 – Tomb WV24 is an Ancient Egyptian tomb located in the western arm of the Valley of the Kings.

2 – Go to “Random quotations”
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or six words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

** I got: Toughness doesn't have to come in a pinstriped suit.

3 – Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 – Use Photoshop or similar to put it all together

I love this!

... feeling very happy

1. There’s just something about going to a kem askar, for me. Tak kira lah darat ke… udara ke… laut ke. To me.. a ‘kem’ is a ‘kem’. :D When I go to one, which I rarely get the opportunity to these days, I would feel so calm & melancholic. They’re always so shady. Lots of big trees. Makes me wish I could just go and sit under one and daydream.

You see.. I was here, earlier today.

the entrance

  

The last time I came here was in 2007. I was probably 3 months pregnant with Mariessa then. A lot of things can happen in 3 years apparently. Like adding yet another child :D, losing someone you love, changing boss, changing jobscope altogether etc.

Oh well.

2. There’s just something about Pokok Semambu. Penang sure has a lot of them. You see, eversince the kiddos caught chicken pox and I read a lot about how pokok semambu could probably help with the gatal2.. I have become somewhat obsessed with the tree. From not knowing how it looks like at all, to now being able to recognize it at a glance. When I do see one, I feel safe. I feel reassured that nothing can go wrong, or something like that. Funny eh?

So, judging from all the pokok semambu I see along the road today, I am definitely safe here. :)

3. There’s just something about an apology. Someone very very unlikely apologizes today, when I least expected it. And I find it…. hmm for lack of a better word… sexy. Somehow. That puzzles me. But yes. Sexy. Definitely sexy. Not in a sexual way of sexy, but sexy.

4. There’s just something about going on a trip. You get to know your colleagues in a whole different manner. Some people are not as serious as you think. Some may not be as nice. Some are not as bad. Some people just light up when they mention their families… and kids. That made them seem more… human. :D , more approachable. Some don’t talk about that at all.  Some are too quiet, it’s awkward. Some can go on and on and on for hours, it’s MORE awkward. You get my drift.

5. There’s just something about this picture

I’m just putting this here with an intent to make a dear friend goes green with envy. Provided I get the right kedai that is. Is this the one, ber? Heheheh

6. There’s just something about Thursday. – It’s the day I get to go home! Weeeeeeee!!!

There's just something about

It’s only 24 hours I know, since I left but I honestly think I’m already going nuts. A little.

Couldn’t sleep… til about 3.30 am.

Woke up at 6.30am, a little disoriented. Wondered why Adreena didn’t wake up for her feeds throughout the night. Then it hit me. I am not at home! Huarghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

This is much much worse than any kid’s separation anxiety, I tell you!

But…..

On the other hand… I finished this at half past midnight…

And already on page 308 of this (started reading after I woke up this morning)

Oh well…

Just feel like putting some more pictures of them who conquer my heart, my thoughts.. and apparently my sleep too…

The charming one…

The goofy one…

The cheeky one

 

p/s… of course lah a certain Nogorian too kan. Bubuh gambar dia kang.. dia sogan! ;). Huarghhhhh… I miss you so!

After a long, sleepless night for both Adreena & me, as if she knew I was going away (albeit for ‘only’ 4 days), the much dreaded Monday came anyway.

Oh, if only I can describe how I felt. I might seem exaggerating to some, but leaving my kids overnight was never easy.

**Ok iklan kejap. What’s with TV1’s news tonight? Dua2 pembaca berita tu asyik terover lap suara je. Reading the same lines. Not once or twice. Byk kali, enough to distract me from writing-lah. Aiyo. **

Hmm.. where was I. Hilang sudah flow syahdu2.

 

It was drizzling when we were supposed to take off, on time. But 7 funny people apparently checked-in with their checked-in baggage only not to show up for boarding. I don’t travel often enough to know how that can happen, but we had to wait for 30 minutes for those baggage to be taken out before taking off. If you ask me, AA should not have bothered. Bawak je la luggage diorang.. pandai2 la korang cari kat destination airport. Sapa suruh menyusahkan orang lain?

Although deep down, sebenarnya I didn’t mind. I was happily reading this:

Once we were cleared for take off, the pilot buat ‘kelakar’ pulak. Errr.. why do all pilots sound sleepy when they were greeting passengers? Not only this one sounds sleepy, cakap melerettttt je kan.. (Orang Temerloh kata, leweh, tau tak leweh?), dengan bestnya dia announce “Selamat datang ke penerbangan AK lima-dua-tujuh-satu”. Hoiiii menyirap darah ok? Dah nak bangun dah, punya la nervous… pastu dia tukar english pulak kan… “Welcome to flight AK five-three-five-four” Nasib baik!! Ingatkan dah salah flight tadi. Have to send this pilot to Afiq’s Little Caliphs to learn his numbers again lah.

So instead of 0935.. we took off at at 1000.

Rasa nak nangis when I saw this. This is called the Apron Tower and this is where I used to do some system maintenance work between 2003-2008. Didn’t realize how much I miss it until I saw it.

There too. That’s the main tower.

Well… 50 minutes and 131 pages later… sampai sudah.

Spent the whole day working.

Let me just say, I am so happy to be surrounded by Utara-speaking colleagues. Sgt2 best. :). Ada masa ghasa nak tekeluaq jugaklah, cakap utagha kita ni pun! :). I don’t know why or how, but I feel I can most connect to the dialects of Utagha and Nogori the best. Rasa macam the dialects come naturally gitu. I can understand dialects Temerloh well, (my siblings joke about it all the time), but I can never speak it well. Takat ‘awok nok koner” “kaki koi kohot”, tu boleh la. But more than that, tak terkeluar dari mulut rasanya. If you guys have seen my siblings writing in this dialect on FB, I bet you guys won’t understand even half of it. Hehe.

I spent the first 10 years of my life in Taiping Perak. Maybe that explains why utara-dialect is so close to my heart. That short period of kami-hang in primary school apparently stuck with me. And maybe, just maybe that 5 years spent in a certain boarding school in Seremban had a bigger influence on me than I thought because when I married a certain Nogorian, I just feel at home whenever we go balik kampung. My in laws still find it amusing whenever they say any words I don’t understand though, like ceneke (pronounced cher-ney-kay).

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Ahhh… I just spent 19 minutes and 34 seconds skyping with the noisy lots at home.

  Oh I can almost her them screaming, and wailing, and laughing here.

Huarghhhhhh….

Ok.. suddenly I don’t feel like writing anymore. :(

360km away from home (that’s what Mr Google said).

where I am now. Purposely asked for 2 beds. A colleague is joining on the 3rd night.

According to http://www.ipersonic.com/ , I am an Engaged Idealist.

Let’s see

Engaged Idealists are extroverted and helpful (ehem!). Others find them to be very congenial and inspiring (whoa!) - especially as they are always willing to see the best in the other person. Their humour, their energy and their optimism attract other people (awwww! shy lah).

So far so good! ;)

Engaged Idealists are very good at communicating and are good at convincing and firing on others. (Firing??? Sure or not??) That is why it is a matter of course that they often take over the leading role in groups. This personality type often produces very charismatic persons. (Ok-lah.. since charismatics kan.. I can take-lah the firing part)

Still good.. go on please.

Engaged Idealists have an unusually strong ability to empathise. They are tolerant and generous towards others; they sometimes tend to idealise their friends. They always try to suit everybody and want their relationships to be harmonious and satisfactory. To achieve this, they are prepared to invest a great deal and to put their requirements last. (Errrr…… )

Aaaaa ok. Not as good as the previous 2.. but can-lah. Moving on…

As Engaged Idealists are very considerate, (note the VERY, please) there is the danger of them sacrificing and overexerting themselves for others. In their job, they therefore have to be very careful not to develop a burnout syndrome. (Burnt I am, then, too late)

That’s more like it!

Engaged Idealists are reliable, well organised and love structuring complicated situations. (True, true, true) They have difficulty accepting criticism (Errr.. VERY True.. ); they quickly feel hurt and misunderstood. Their perfectionism also influences their love life - they look for the perfect relationship for life. Once they have made their decision, they are faithful, well-balanced and loving partners. (Yey Me!) However, should they get involved with the wrong person, it can happen that they allow themselves to be exploited for a long time before they end the relationship. (God forbids)

Adjectives which describe your type: extroverted, theoretical, emotional (this should explain the water works, hehe), planning (no wonder i have all those lists… movies-to-watch list, places-to-go-to list, what-to-buy-if-durian-runtuh list, hehe) idealistic, committed, likable (je??), enthusiastic, responsible, helpful, loyal, diplomatic, friendly, inspiring, caring, solicitous, optimistic, effusive, adaptable, communicative, articulate, convincing, energetic, optimistic, open, vulnerable

the likeable, inspiring, loyal, caring.... (can see why modest is not in the list... hahahahah)

I am scheduled to be in Penang for FOUR days next 2 weeks for work. Am already losing sleep thinking about it!

Tak tau la kenapa.. tapi all morning rasa nak maaaaaaaaaaarah aje. No specific reason, no specific person.

Lady driver kat MRR2 tak reti signal tiba2 menyelit, rasa nak je saya turun kereta, pegi kat kereta dia, sekeh kepala! Tau la kereta kecik.. tapi tak payah la otak pun kecik ikut saiz kereta! (kalau kereta besar ayat marah jadi lain… Kereta je besar, otak kecik!)

Gi breakfast kat kafe, tak nampak apa2 yang berkenan di hati.. Rasa nakkkkk je marah kakak kafe tu.. tak boleh ke tukar menu sekali sekala? Padahal, sendiri pun tak tau nak makan apa.

Naik kat ofis, on computer… tengok status someone on YM, 2 words, tapi still salah grammar, tu pun rasa nak marah!

Tak bagus ni mcm ni. Nak kena cari kerja lain hari ni jugak. <- Conclusion nampak sgt takde kena mengena langsung, tapi tak kisah lah.

Ni bukan Premenstrual Syndrome lagi dah ni. Ni Postmenstrual pulak.

obviously not so today