Zuhri - Good luck for the MC-ing bit today! Crankiness due to lack of sleep and rest does us all good! haahhahahahahhahah.. opps sorry.. maybe that crankiness would help. My colleague - the Banana.. wonder whether she has given birth cos I haven't heard from her since Sunday afternoon. Hopefully she is safe and sound and so is baby. I_mshe - Hope to finish as much work today, get to listen to some CD. Today I've decided to be the 'old' me. I'm wearing an oversize shirt (men's shirt) and pants. My casual-lepak look. We work damn hard for our money and some recognition.. now why don't they care? Kickass time!
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Monday, November 28, 2005
I did something unethical!
I was reading my recent post and thought to myself that I have nothing to talk about or tell the world today. And just then, a client called telling me the most important news to her and the most happiest news ever to me and her! The most unethical thing in my entire working life was to cry together with her on the phone. I was overjoyed! I was overwhelmed with happiness for her! This is crazy! It's insane! They could revoke my license! ahahahhahahah! Who CARES!
I was sharing her happiness and this great belief in Allah that HE truly opened the ways we measly human beings never thought before. And I was just the means .. I'm not even the means, just the particle that got caught in her shoe and somehow has helped her through God knows what I don't know! Nope I am not being humble I know when I am doing that!
This is truly 100% Allah's doing and He has sent help and that comes in many forms. I learned we just need to look around with our heart.
"God You know that I want to give up and somehow YOU tell me to stay cos there's more work to be done!"
Friday, November 25, 2005
Friday Moments - The Heart
The Poor Man's Book of Assistance is an excellant book of knowledge. One of good lesson which I learn and should be shared is
"A Man's Hearts lies under his Tongue" - Ali R.A The Tongue is the translator of the Heart.
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
The Poor Man's Book of Assistance
I had the opportunity to listen to Hamza Yusuf's English lecture on the aboved title book. Interesting and reflective to one who listens: The Heart : Autogenic organ - not being told to beat by the brain, beating on its own.
this entry was meant to be a distraction from what was truly going on around me. Thought that I was strong enough to listen to something spiritual to lift up my spirits.
But I had a shitty day. Plain shit. Plain ol shit.
Hoping to find my soul again when my heart is rested.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Mindless Monday
Lun - I was supposed to remind you about something??? I can't remember???
My heart - is unsettled. It started when I was having a conversation with a volunteer at work. And I realised that I was 'externalising' myself from my work. I was talking like "them and me" And it's like "hey! that's a sign or is that a sign? Why did I do that? My subconscious working in real"
People - some of us have money but truly can't buy happiness. I know one person for sure. Sad but true. Can pay for company but can't achieve true companionship. But still this very person is holding on hard to money. Money defines some of us, I guess.
Lunch - Porridge. Basic. Simple. Filling. Delicious. However can't beat the Johor bubur I had coupla years back.
Friday, November 18, 2005
A Gentle Reminder (Friday Moments)
Allah won't ask what kind of car you drove; He'll ask how many people you drove who didn't have transportation.
Allah won't ask the square footage of your house, He'll ask how many people you welcomed into your home.
Allah won't ask about the clothes you had in your closet,He'll ask how many you helped to clothes.
Allah won't ask what your highest salary was; He'll ask if you compromised your character to obtain it.
Allah won't ask what your job title was; He'll ask if you performed your job to the best of your ability.
Allah won't ask how many friends you had, He'll ask how many people to whom you were a friends
Allah won't ask in what neighborhood you lived, He'll ask how you treated your neighbors.
Allah won't ask about the color of your skin, He'll ask about the content of your character.
Allah won't ask why it took you so long to seek Salvation;He'll lovingly take you to your mansion in heaven, and not to the gates of Hell. Happy moments, praise Allah.
Difficult moments, seek Allah.
Quiet moments, worship Allah.
Painful moments, trust Allah.
Every moment, thank Allah.
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
4:44pm
That's the time on my pc clock. It's been two days. I can't stop thinking about it. I'm excited , I'm happy, I wish I could go around and seek people's approval (like I do anyway) that this is the ONE for ME! Some one wrote this. If you are reading this somehow.. no offense please. "You'll end up somewhere crappy first sometimes but that's just so you'll be able to appreciate the best when you get there ;)" How lovely can that be :)
Tomorrow is my busy day.. plain busy. Alittle nervous. Trying out some new dishes on my own. YIPES!
Friday, November 11, 2005
here I go again
The title reminds of lagu "Julia Says" from Gawd I can't remember the group's name. U2?!!!! entah lah. I'm on half day today. Looking for opportunities other than my workplace again in the afternoon. With Allah's will who knows there might be something new for me.
6 mins to go to 1pm. I'm disappointed somehow with my supervisor. Neway have to solve the problem soon. I deal with that on Monday.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
between sinus attack
One of the worst sinus attack came. My face is swollen.. *urgh* wake up i_mshe neway i discovers msn webmessenger. korang masuk ler msn webmessenger. kita boleh chat.
Monday, November 07, 2005
i like this one
Your Birthdate: October 18 |
here we go
You Are 40% Weird |
Yeah I know what boredom and sleepiness can drive me to.
In a Past Life... |
I don't mind the friendly alchemy bit.
Your Delia's Bedroom Is |
Your Inner Lip Color Is |
dream weaver
Friday, November 04, 2005
Milk and fruitcake
Eating fruitcake dunk in milk is actually one of my food fetish. However my fruitcake has to be less or no cherry. Just plain ol' raisins. And when the fruitcake gets alittle stuck in my throat I would water it down with milk.
I didn't know that you could develop nausea from cleaning up. I did. On the eve of Hari Raya, if I had to lift my finger to do 1 more thing, I would have thrown up! Even sending greetings was a 'chore'. Sorry guys! But in the end, the house did look okay to me. I did some 'touch ups' in the morning and the house is ready for guests. Not many people do come to my house, but the this year I am happy to have the house ready for guests. I was glad I started the cleaning up early this year. Ramadhan was a blessing Alhamdulillah. I realised that as the year goes by, Ramadhan tests every soul and when the soul is weak, succumbs to pressure, the soul fails. I witnessed many things which should not be done during Ramadhan. I wished I had more courage to tell these people off. How our own doing fail us as Muslims and as a good citizens of Islam. How we fail to carry the banner of Islam this year should be reflected this Ramadhan and strive to improve the following months up to the crunch of the next Ramadhan.
I hope and pray that Allah protect me from witnessing those things again and guide these people to the right path. I love Ramadhan and look forward to many Ramadhans to come. I hope to experience Ramadhan in a different place one day.
Eid MUBARAK!