what a waste of time

went to maybank the curve yesterday with the intention of opening savings account for my kids. i was there at 10am and had to fill up 4 forms. if it was not for the convenience of maybank2u.com, i would have gone to other banks. there was this one 'lembab' officer who attended me. luckily, i brought along my book in my bag. i actually finished 3 chapters. by 11 am, i was already restless. how difficult can it be? then, another lady officer came up to me and said they cannot open the accounts for me coz i'm a mara loan defaulter. she said, it was in the system.

WHAT THE F***??

so, i told her, it was settled a long time ago. i'm ur existing maybank customer, damn it. and what's the connection with me being a loan defaulter? i was pissed off coz they made me wait 1 hour juz to let me know that i cant open accounts with them. i quickly went to my office and got hold of the mara receipt. reached maybank at 11.30am and i shoved the receipt to the 'lembab' officer. if i wasnt fasting, i would have made a scene. then she said she had to fax to hq and they have to clear my name first in the system, then only they can proceed.
WHAT A WASTE OF TIME!!

i said, i dont care, u open the accounts for me now! well, they did finally but only after they made me wait another hour. urgh!!
and she had the nerve to ask me whether am i interested with their other products.

oh, puh-leeeseeee...!

what a waste of time

went to maybank the curve yesterday with the intention of opening savings account for my kids. i was there at 10am and had to fill up 4 forms. if it was not for the convenience of maybank2u.com, i would have gone to other banks. there was this one 'lembab' officer who attended me. luckily, i brought along my book in my bag. i actually finished 3 chapters. by 11 am, i was already restless. how difficult can it be? then, another lady officer came up to me and said they cannot open the accounts for me coz i'm a mara loan defaulter. she said, it was in the system.

WHAT THE F***??

so, i told her, it was settled a long time ago. i'm ur existing maybank customer, damn it. and what's the connection with me being a loan defaulter? i was pissed off coz they made me wait 1 hour juz to let me know that i cant open accounts with them. i quickly went to my office and got hold of the mara receipt. reached maybank at 11.30am and i shoved the receipt to the 'lembab' officer. if i wasnt fasting, i would have made a scene. then she said she had to fax to hq and they have to clear my name first in the system, then only they can proceed.
WHAT A WASTE OF TIME!!

i said, i dont care, u open the accounts for me now! well, they did finally but only after they made me wait another hour. urgh!!
and she had the nerve to ask me whether am i interested with their other products.
oh, puh-leeeseeee...!

selamat berpuasa

selamat berpuasa to everyone. how was ur first day? mine was 'lemah'. i can choose not to puasa coz i breastfeed but my milk supply is still ok. how to check? well, omar burped after every feeding so, should be allright. during fasting month, i look forward going to the office coz at least half a day is gone without u realising it. yesterday went to a ramadhan bazaar nearby and it was disappointing. the same ole thing, one kuih for 50 sen and the portion was small. itulah dia peniaga bumiputra. i wanted to buy murtabak and there were 3 stalls. i didnt want to wait so i went to the one with less queue. masya-Allah, punyelah lembab...one of the daughters handled 'packaging' and what was so difficult bout that? but this girl took her own sweet time to pack. mungkin dia ingat ada mat rempit tengah usya kot. (mantain kaklong...)
from what i observed, there was this one huge gap among the crowd. it was so obvious for u not to notice. one was the flat ppl nearby and the other one was those bringing children with mclaren strollers. mind u, they're very expensive. i know coz i always wanted one but couldnt afford.

anyway, my trip to petaling street was ok. did buy 2kg of buah berangan and got hold of the pirated version of the 'da vinci code'. and 'monster house' for rania. terang gila ok...plus, i always go with the one with subtitles for the hearing impaired. hehe.

every evening, i try my best to entertain my kids so, the best place is of course the plaground. that's the place where u see all the maids chit-chatting with each other. some do care bout the kids and observing them while they're talking and some juz cant be bothered. since i was the only 'mother' there, it was hard to make friends. but some do come to 'play' with omar. so, when there was this one friendly maid came to me, i took the opportunity to be friendly with her. after all, ppl dont label me as 'bzbody' for nothing. but she was the one who started it. she wanted to hold omar so i passed him to her. the conversation goes like this :
maid : datin sudah 3 thn takde anak.
moi : ye ke? yg mana satu eh? duduk blok A ke?
maid : a,ahla. yg tu...(showing me the unit)
moi : berapa umur datin?
maid : 38. bini nombor 2 tp yg tua sudah cerai. datin takde ari ni balik kg. dato main golf.
moi : oh, abih tu apa kamu buat kat rumah tu?
maid : kemas2 sajalah.
moi : makan?
maid : suruh dato belikan. semalam beli pizza. (at this point i was like ???)
moi : yg bini dulu ada anak tak?
maid : ada.
moi : yg mana satu kereta datin eh? rasanya mcm pernah nampak...(tipu sebenarnya)
maid : yg nombor 7 tu. dato pakai nombor ****.
moi : oh, tau, tau...(muka confident tp sebenarnya still tak tau). datin org mana?

at this point, i myself realised how bzbody i was...

maid : kelantan. dato n9.
moi : okla ye, nak naik ni. jumpa lagi...

the moment i went upstairs, mum asked, "apa awak borak tu?"

see? mana tak tumpahnya kuah kalau bukan ke nasi.

i'm a very emotional person. more harm than good? i dont know. when i see sick babies / kids asking for donation in the newspaper everyday, i feel like crying. sometimes i wish i could give more. and those abandoned babies? i hope the irresponsible parents live with guilt haunting them for the rest of their lives. that's among the worst things that could happen to u.

petaling street here i come

today i'm going to petaling street to buy my buah berangan. when i was at my former office, petaling street was my playground. eversince i moved to this new office, not even once i visited ps. and ive gotten fat because of that. previously, i would walk every lunch time, even during the fasting month. my lunch partner was a non-muslim so, i would wait at a bookstore, browsing while he was having lunch. once, we walked till we reached bangkok bank. by the time we got back to our office, we would be sweating like mad. thank God for the almost 'icy-cold' air conditioner. when others would start wearing their cardigans or jackets, we would be 'fanning' ourselves with magazines.
here, at this new place, i hardly walk! ive got too pampered that sometimes i refused to park my car so far away from the office's entrance. 'mengada gila'. and for lunch, u can never go hungry at my place. whatever u want, u name it. so, today, other than craving for buah berangan, i want to enjoy the walk, under the hot sun, and hoping that i'll get my figure back...

not an animal fan...

i have this love-hate relationship with animals. a friend mentioned bout how she rescued a frog in her blog while i on the other hand, tried once to poison frogs. i have this small garden at my house and everynight after the rain stopped, these frogs will make that 'webbek-webbek' sound and it was so annoying when u were trying to watch the tv. so, asked hubby to go and find 'ubat bunuh katak'. he went to this one pet shop and asked for 'ubat bunuh katak' but the answers he got was 'ni kedai makanan binatang, bukan bunuh binatang'. ouch! garangnye...
so, in the end, u know what i did? i poured 'air garam' at the place where i thot the frogs might be hiding and cant say much whether it worked or not but watching the tv has never been blissfully calming eversince. and i wasnt the only one who was anoyyed with the 'webbek-webbek' sound, my neighbour complained bout it too.
and dont get me started on cats...!!

sad news

a friend's 3-month-old baby juz passed away last friday. it was a boy. i dont really know the exact illness but something to do with 'usus'. i was sad when i heard the news because omar is also 3 months old. i can feel my friend's pain and sorrow that he must have gone thru. i dont think i could handle the same situation. i'd rather die. it must be devastating for him if it was his firstborn.
*sigh*

100th posting

this is my 100th posting. recently, ive learned a lot of things juz by sitting and listening to what somebody has to say. eversince, ive been gloomy. not because of somebody else's fault but more on mine. when i thot i was right, that someone pointed out that i was the one who's wrong. and it's true. i was the one. it took a lot of pondering and rethinking of what have transpired. at the back of my mind, i asked myself, am i that bad? am i that selfish? am i that ignorant? nobody could answer those questions except me. i was angry at myself. why didnt i realise it earlier? again, those questions.
when u're so confortable with what u have and where u are, u tend to take things for granted.

ashamed? definitely!

and i have no one to blame except yours truly....

flu, flu go away...

ive been sick for 4 days. at this moment, i was thinking...'elokla takde duit drpd sakit'. i cant afford to be sick. i have a baby and a toddler to take care of. one for me to breastfeed and one for me to entertain. that's why i'm insisting on breasfeeding exclusively so that omar wont fall sick when he grows up. mum has been persuading me to support with formula but she juz cant see why i'm being persistent with breasfeeding. nevermind, i know her intention is good. she thot omar may not be satisfied. that's the different perception of a different generation.
i cant wait for tomorrow to come. why? coz last monday i ordered chocolate brownies and cupcakes from this one aunty and let me tell u, once uve tried her brownies and cupcakes and even cakes, u'll definitely crave for more! nina introduced me to this aunty and ive been ordering occasionally eversince. i wish i could give some to u guys so that u'll agree with me.
ada sape2 terliur?

tru calling

few will be ur friend no matter what. either u make the right choice or the wrong choice, they will always support u although they never agree of the outcome. and even better if they still accept u for who u are. the best are those who are not judgemental at all after knowing ur dirty secrets. i dont know which category i would fall in.
do u?

crossroads

im at a crossroads.
dont know which direction i should take.
too many things to consider.
right or left, it's my call.
oh God, give me a sign.

how time flies

fasting month will start in 2 weeks' time. how time flies. i can still remember last year's. i had to fast for 2 months straight coz when i was pregnant with rania, i didnt fast at all and it took me 3 years to 'ganti puasa'. penat, toksah cakapla. tapi salah sendirilah kan, sape suruh tangguh2. and along that 3 years, i've always wanted to get pregnant again but 'takde rezeki'. i had a miscarriage once and it was one of the darkest moments in my life. God works in a mysterious way. immediately after i fasted for 2 months, i was pregnant again. maybe He decided not to give me another baby until i fulfill what needs to be fulfilled. i got to know that i was pregnant with omar on the third week of ramadhan. i continued fasting though my gynae was against it. to me, nature will take its course and God will always guide me. and now that omar is 3 months old, i dont know whether i'll be able to fast or not since i'm still breastfeeding. but then again, nature will take its course.

air sirap

i dont understand why some would want to let ppl know what their favourite things are.
do they expect others to remember? then it dawned on me that maybe these favourite things are the ones that can make others remember who they are. like i was known for someone who loves sardine very much. could that be the reason? well, whatever. since i dont know what to write about this time, i'll juz jot down a few of my favourites. i've seen this often and juz a note; i always find it funny when ppl write their favourite drinks. especially those who write 'milo ais' or 'teh ais'. and funnier is 'sirap'. lawak gila...

on second thoughts, i dont think i want to let ppl know my favourite stuff.
macamla org kisah sgt pun...

the kite runner

oh please, please, please, read this book! The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini. this is definitely one of the best books i've read. i juz cant describe the feeling but u gotta read it, really. i'm glad i took my time to finish the book.

emptiness

sometimes i juz wished that i have more time to be alone so that i can finish reading my book or watch dvds or juz lazing around, taking my own sweet time to nap or not to nap. but when the opportunity arises, i was paralysed. last nite, rania slept very early (so unlike her) and we were still at my mum's place. omar was sleeping too. i waited until 9pm and nobody woke up. so, i decided that i'll go home carrying omar only and decided to leave rania with mum. thot that maybe omar will wake up when we reached home. but no, he continued sleeping. that's when i discovered that i have the house to myself and this is what i wanted actually. but then, the house was quiet...no sound of rania talking non-stop, no questions were being asked, no running here and there and definitely no 'mummy, mummy'. then i realised that i can never adjust myself from being a 'multi-tasking mother' to 'sit-still or lie-down' mum. i missed her presence...
mum was planning to bring her to spore next week to visit my dad. i agreed but since last nite's discovery, i dont think i would want to part with her ever again. i could follow if i want to but...omar takde pasport la pulak...