I went to hair salon and got my hair cut this afternoon. The price - RM13! The last time I went to the salon was like a year ago and the price is still RM10, the most is RM12 because my hair was a thick one back then. I was quite suprised actually. I am not an economist but I think the inflation rate is going up. How many percent? I don't know.. hehehe.. Lunch with my husband and got tummy ache for eating quite a lot. Well, I did not have proper lunch for like a week.. almost everyday on packed fried mee hoon and nasi lemak from my daughters' brerakfast. How pathetic I was.. emm.. should be more careful with my time management.. I still want to search for a good sewing machine and have my baju kurung if I cannot have my shopping-spree this month.

 

Side note: He found out about the ESOS I have planned to cash in this September. Hehe. There goes my plan. Ermm. Will wait until after Merdeka to sell the shares and finance my small home business selling Perfume Essence and Imported Diapers.

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Victory at Last..

For the past weeks, I have not been sleeping very well, 3 am was a normal time for me most of the days esp during the weekdays and sometime weekends. The stress was too much on me to finish up the simulation report. At last, at 6 pm yesterday the report was finalized and settled. Hooray! One burden off my shoulder. Finally I can go to my office and have a cup of Lingzhi coffee to enjoy.. Hehehe.. The last time I drink my coffee calmly was like a month ago.. emm.. I should celebrate this small victory by ordering a new baju kurung for Hari Raya.. or better still, buy a manual sewing machine so that I can sew my own clothes as well as my husband's and children. It will take lots of money to just 'tempah' your traditional clothes at tailor shop today. Just imagine, a simple baju kurung will cost you like RM40 (which is my toll and lunch money for two weeks). Crazy.

I have finished 3 important tasks this year - the seminar, the service and the technical reports for 2 projects which I became the team member. I hoped to get at 'Meet Expectation' rating for my immediate, at least for what I have done. Above all, I truly 'bersyukur' to Allah the Almighty for His blessing and guide that put me in what I am today. Also, for my husband's support and children understanding that their mak is not an ordinary working mother which can come home at 5.30 sharp all the time.

The journey is still long.. but it has begun. Hope I'll reach the destination with flying colors.

Side note: My husband will be registering his Masters study at UM this month. As for me, the Board paper for doing Masters by research project was approved yesterday, which was a great news for me since I already have a new project approved specially designed for Post Graduate studies in November 2007. Sounds like we both will be busy at least for another year with academic studies.

Grouses..

It does not help if you were asked to do something by someone and at the end you were blamed for this and that thing that you do not know initially. Yes, its true and it happened to me recently.  Well, I was not blamed but nearly victimised by the end user because of things not written on the paper. After all said and done, my weekend will be ruined. Last night, I stayed up until 3 o'clock in the morning to start some correction, and will have to continue doing that at least for another night. I was awaken by my husband at 5 o'clock when he was searching for my eldest daughter and he asked me what time I went to sleep.. 'Three..' I said and I went back to sleep. He knew that another horror week for me has started. I need to remind myself again and again that my family is my number one priority and whatever action that I take will effect them more than anyone else I am working with.

I will send the birthday card today - rain or shine. And call on Monday, no matter how busy I will be next week. My father's and brother's birthday will be on Monday, 27th August 2007. Cheerios!

I am lucky..

I am lucky today that I did not meet my bosses in Alamanda. I went there to buy groceries but it happened that I exceed the time limit (I was supposed to be in the office at 2 p.m.. I arrived at five minutes past 3 pm.. hehehe..). I asked my friend where she had been.. to my surprise she said 'Alamanda'.. o-ohh.. where exactly I asked her.. Manhattan Fish Market.. fuhhh, lucky me.. I was searching to my daughter's toothbrush while they are having lunch.. hehehe.. sweet escape.. I better watch out next time.

p/s: I also bought the new Cherry Pink Lip & Nipple Cream.. so far so good on my lips ;)

Something to think about..

Sometimes I was too involve in something that makes me forget I have several people deserve attention more than anyone in my circle of life. They are my children, my parents and most of all, my beloved husband. I won't tell much about what's going on with him, but deep in my heart I know that he is just being himself. He was brought up in a fairly good environment, with trains of siblings and just enough for everyone kind-of-life. I hate to admit that he was the one I truly envied throughout my journey in seeking further education and research. Sometimes I do think that I deserve a better partner but to think about separating is way beyond my will. I was tired after a week of sleepless nights and complaints from main customers but that does not make me
deserve to be treated more than him at home. He has issues to deal with, especially with his bosses and so do I.

After reading an article of something like " you can avoid separation and get closer to each other'', I know we are still in good condition. We can play with our children happily, still breathing after few heated arguments, sharing anger and frustrations over un-deserved human beings in the office and so on. Having different line of expertise (he's a planner with money in mind, I am a planner with machine in mind), made me think that we complement each other more than we should. There are times that I hope I can seek advice from him for my 'broken' machine at the office but I know that if I get it from him directly, there will be no sense of accomplishment in my work. Being me, who has always been so-called spoon fed up till my secondary school. Well, not directly but most of the time. So, the 'nice guy' will have to in stored somewhere else, or will be used only for imagination or to be one thing that I look for to get
rid of my Monday morning blues. My most inspired person will still be my husband and my children. Full stop.

Again..

Again, I am feeling quite trouble to go for work. It was raining, heavily. By the time the rain stops and drizzle, my eldest daughter was ready to go but her sister still sleeping. Without much hesitant I woke her up and soon we were quarrelling on the small umbrella that she was
carrying. Monday blues again.

I don't know why but Nabilah is quite disturb nowadays. One minute she can laugh and sing, another minute she will cry and shout for something unpredictable. I hate being a mean mother but I do have to discipline her in one way or another. I hope I did not do too much. The unusual
thing is her sister, Najihah, will behave very well when seeing her sister in trouble. I am not in favour to any of them, I treat them equally. Maybe Nabilah was in transition of understanding that her sister will grow up and become better than her. She may be jealous, I don't know. I love them both and never ever put barrier between them.

The good thing is, I met the nice guy again. But he, too, seems troubled today. Not quite happy as I saw him last Friday. Well, our servers went dead for half an hour. A good start for Monday morning. Sat down for an hour at the lab to troubleshoot. I hate unplanned downtime :(

Updates..

I must say this, Blogging through email is faster and nicer. I will be updating everytime I feel like I need to wind down and write things down.. thumbs up for Email blogging :)

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Noradlina

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Courtesy counts..

When it comes to accepting blames and accusation, not everyone favor in accepting their faults. I, myself admit that I do not want to take risk accepting unjustified accusation but somehow when it comes to your work, you have to be strong and just bear with it (even though you don't have control over it). It happened to me once, and I did whatever I could to make things right again.

If anyone read my thoughts on couple of days ago, you will know what I mean. The issue was closed but I was hoping for closure from the person himself. But someone else came forward and sent me a courtesy note with apology on behalf of the whole unit. A credit to this guy, who happened to be my next door neighbour and has always been helpful in any way he can. I just hope that the 'boss' will take lessons from this guy (who is his subordinates) and learn a thing or two about courtesy.

I started locking the door thing morning. Action must be taken. Case closed.

Testing..

First time trying to update my blog through email..

It helps to talk...

I have not been writing for quite some time. I think the last one was in March, and now it is August. Time flies so fast. I will write more now that I know I cannot cope with external writing assignement anymore but I still need to write.

Just this morning, someone ruined my day. The so-called Audit was merely a hipocrite thing to do in this office. I was blamed on things that I have no controlled over. I stormed out of the lab and seek my immediate but he was not in. I went to my friend's but she was away. I went back and start writing my unfinished emails to a customer. One after another, I still feel some anger over the matter. I went to see my boss, but he was away. Today is a meeting day, no wonder no one was here except me. I was busy with reports and consequently made a victim by unreliable Safety Officer. Huh!

Then, another friend called, come and do your work in the office if you need to, she said. I quickly went downstairs and within minutes I was talking to her on my grouses and complaints which she also experienced the similar things yesterday. I felt like a heavy burden was lifted from me. Talking made me sane, and keep me focus.

I missed talking to some of people in this office because they are too busy, have more responsibilities and other weak link to take care about. Thinking of that, I have gone through quite a bit of transformation of a hidden 'closet' to a notable place to work for. Talking has made a bit of my dream comes true. Perhaps more self-discipline will lead me to get everything in place before I leave again.