Thursday, January 26, 2012

I need to think about me

Is my new year’s resolution. Hope it’s not too late for any, though. Well, I’m reaching 30, urm, well, not that soon but I need to start thinking about me now. What I always love doing, my interest, n things around that, for a living perhaps.

I do enjoy my work. I love it. But doing engineering design all year round, dealing with plant improvements, constructions, meeting clients’ demands, cracking my heads with the detail calculations n deadlines are very extremely definitely tiring. I love it, I really do, but I’m just not that vigorous. Aah, maybe I’m getting old. Being in a career line is not really my cup of tea, eventhough, I enjoy it to bits. It’s not the pay that I’m running for, but to work in this line till I retire is something that I don’t think I’ll be doing. Being a professional engineer is not an option, I guess. (matila, ade org marah pasni)

I’m not that ambitious. I don’t want to be a career mom. But I love what I’m doing. I want to stay at home but not for long. Yes, I sounded very selfish. Maybe I am.

N so, that’s my this year’s resolution; to think about me n what I really2 want to be in life. I need to chart my career path. My career as in as a mother n as a human being, so that I’ll benefit othes as well. I’d charted my career path previously, n that has brought me to the situation where I switched from my not-so-fond-of-but-only-my-colleagues-that-keep-me-going job at that Fortune 500 Company, to this i-truly-enjoy job.

Nway, let’s re-chart my career path.

Uhuk2, it sounds very elaborative n too good to be true (oh, I’m so pessimist!) but I need to get it done.

Keyla, keyla. I’ll set another easier+achievable resolution. Main tipu sket, which is to rajin2kan tgn utk meninggalkan comments at my blogger frens entries. Frens, I’m seriously, not lying, to tell u that I’m dying to leave comments at ur exciting entries but I’m a very- extremely slow in typing at my phone. Lame, very lame, I know. I cant access blogger via my lappy, thus, I cant comment via my lappy. But hey, I do read ur entries from my phone. I really2 do.

Cut the crap, n so I’ll improve myself this year by leaving more comments to ur entries till u muntah ijau. ;p insyaAllah

Painting would be nice :)

P/S: for my 1st resolution, I hope I’m not going to be a jack of all trades, master at none. Hahaha!

Just wake me up once u r done with ur thinking k, Ibu. But not too long ya.

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Sunday, January 8, 2012

Kids always say the darndest things

My kids can simply make me clueless. Yesterday Iman told me that once we get out from toilet, we need to recite the doa. N she started to tell story why we need to recite the doa because of the kakak syaitan n blablabla n I just enjoyed her story telling.

After that I asked, ‘kalo nak masuk toilet, kene bace ape?’

N she answered, ‘errr, Quran’


Few days ago, she watched the news n she was curious what happened to the guy in the news n asked her MakSu,

Iman: MakSu, nape org tu?

MakSu: Org tu sakit.

Iman: Nape die sakit?

MakSu: Urm, sbb die sakitla.

Iman: Nape die sakit yg sakit?

MakSu: *speechless

Oh, she really focus when watching tv n asked sooo manye questions.


Singing used to be Iman’s fav activity but now has shifted to Ilham… sometimes he wants to sing alone, sometimes he only wants me to sing for him, sometimes he wants all of us to sing together. It ranges from Maher Zain, any zikir up to his school nursery rhymes. Among his favorite is InsyaAllah n Papaku Pulang, which he calls it Pulang. Oh, he just luv that song.

There was one day Ilham asked for milk while I was feeding Iffah. N I told him, ‘kejap ye, sket lg Ibu buat, InsyaAllah’

N he said, ‘no, nak Pulangggg’

N he forgot about the milk n I started to sing the Pulang song for him.


Those r several conversations that I can remember so far. If I were to jot down every single conversation from them, I’ll be scripwriter by then! hahahah… - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone


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