08.16.08

Pencuri Pencuri!!

Posted in Uncategorized at 7:07 am by hanamaia

Yes I said I won’t be back but I have something to tell. Last Thursday my wallet ( check the link) http://www.sulit.com.ph/index.php/view+classifieds/id/497274/GUESS+SHADOW+MOCHA+WALLET+P2,000 was stolen from my bag (check the link) http://www.sulit.com.ph/index.php/view+classifieds/id/493473/Guess+shadow+satchel+mocha+P6,000. Ok now.. sudah check?

Ok Basar jua perasan ku bag ku atu kana ucap tecicir!! ok i better get back to cerita awal. On thursday, I went down to Netzone with a client, I took out my wallet from my bag and took out my phone as well. When it was time to pay, I fished out $20 from the wallet but my client insisted that it was his treat. I said Ok lah.. Held my wallet and my phone close to chest area.

Siap bayar, he went to his car and I went back to the office. Then the manager whom I share room with wanted me to accompany her to lunch. So kebawah ku lagi just to dangan kan her to La Mee. I ordered ice cream saja since aku sudah full. Then, I used my $10 to pay for the $3.50 ice cream. So labih duit ku still with her. Ke Mubarak kami lagi and disana she handed me back my labih and aku masukkan lah duit ku ke wallet. Udah atu tarus kami balik ke office. I remember I went straight into our room and put my wallet inside my bag and zipped it. That was the last time aku turun kebawah so aku inda tecicir!!!

After 2, I went into my boss’ room to ask her if training starts next week, i left the room unlocked for 5 minutes or so. I thought the manager was still in the room but aku lupa she was training new people arah other room. Biasanya, if one of us ke toilet or ke bawah or ke pantry or ke bilik boss, sorang menjaga and inda payah lock the door but ani aku lupa she was busy the whole day.

Then balik ku to my room and these 2 new staffs were signalling me that ada orang datang for interview. I told them to get borang. They said sudah. The borang is in my room so one of them masuk my bilik to get the form. Don’t know which one. And then the marathon started. I interviewed 5 people masa petang atu. Indakan org yg aku interview mencuri.  I was there the whole time. I did not even leave the room to go to the toilet. Atas my desk atu ada laptop, training notes and reference notes.

Then balik ku rumah pukul 6. Sampai pukul 6.15. Dalam pukul 6.30 atu aku rasa kan shopping so inda ku batah di rumah. Ku ruah tah bag ku ani to get my wallet saja. Hilang udah. I said “eh di office nie” So drove back to the office but nada jua. My boss was there and she helped me look for it. Ani I was really scared udah cause my IC was in there.

I called the other manager and she said she’ll call the boss to ask if ia still di office, I told her i was at the office with the boss. Ia pun panicked. Masa friday nya, the three of us cari lagi while guessing the possibility of this and that yg mencuri. I said malas ku tuduh anyone. Just cari, manatau banar2 tecicir.

Petang atu, someone from Honda called my house looking for me. My mom bagitau my handphone number. They asked if aku kehilangan anything and I said a wallet. So they told me one of their men found my IC, body shop card and some other cards kana buang dapan Million goldsmith. Tsk Tsk. Sah kana curi. Cali jua tu org membuang my belongings arah sana ah. 5 minutes walk from my office Tsk Tsk. My wallet and cash $600 altogether hilang.

I am not sure cana my wallet buleh kana curi. Kalau di office pun, malas ku kan menuduh jua. But for sure, I have to be very careful lah from this day onwards. Yg mencuri duit ku atu, nada ku kan maafkan ko. Ada karang nanti tu balasan mu menyusahkan aku. That’s whats left of my gaji. Kan ku pakai beli contact lens!! and ke salon!!! and beli kain Raya!!! eeergh!!! erghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

08.07.08

bye

Posted in Uncategorized at 8:18 pm by hanamaia

I think i want to delete this blog because I have gotten bored of it. No materials and everything’s in my life has been so uninteresting that I feel like I want to just kill my self. Shesh.. Kid-like thinking. heyoooo I am no longer a teenager..

05.31.08

Laming about Halls?

Posted in Uncategorized at 7:43 am by hanamaia

For the lack of updates, I apologize to you all. How can one have time to blog when one is working 24/7 (supposedly) .

“you should go out and look for clients instead of idling in the office” Quoted that from someone. That felt like a slap! when in the world was I idling? I was not. If I had the chance to go out, I would. Forget the heat, the stares and all. Come on, be serious.

Oh one thing, I have always been a Mentos fan but lately, Halls’ been my choice!!

Saya tiada mood to blog.

05.10.08

8 Years and you’re still the queen of our heart..

Posted in Uncategorized at 11:23 am by hanamaia

It was in the year 2000 when my father brought home 3 newborn kittens and their mother. Mixed breed of Persian and some short-haired type. All of us in the household has developed a liking for domestic pets. I’d say the house is quite like a mini-zoo. To call it mini-jungle would be nice but it lacks Lions and tigers. Haha. Before we even moved to the new house, Father had a snake which he loved so mucShe looks just adorableh. He fed him anak ayam. (also reared one). Mother was worried all the time because of this but Father assured her, it was harmless. She didn’t buy that. nyeh.

Until now, I am not sure what had happened to the snake. Years after the snake was gone from the backyard, we still had the chickens and some pigeons. After ugama SchmiMolezsessions, the siblings would stay for hours roaming about in the backyard, scaring the chickens away and feeding the pigeons. Mother was unhappy about this. She would stand in the doorway that led to the backyard, with her arms crossed, she’d yell..

“Siapa inda masuk before 6, tidur di luar because mommy is going to close this door”

“Mom, sekejap saja lagi and we’re done, pleeeease..” pleads my youngest sister

“Eh inda boleh. Kalau kan tidur di luar sampai esok pagi, bah agatah main”

Then every one would run into the house, pushing each other over (takut kena kunci) and we’d fight over the shower. That was the good old days. Days before we moved to a new house, we had to release the pigeons and chickens. Mother made a stern warning of not wanting to see any animals in any form whatsoever, not in the house, not outside the house and not around the house.

It was boring! Not even PS or ASTRO could give us the excitement we had while playing with animals. Until one day while I was watching TV, My sister ushered me to her room and promptly asked me to look into her closet. There I saw 2 small rabbits!!!! It was then I realized that keeping pets in the house was not allowed. I asked my sis how she smuggled the cuties. She said there was this friend of hers who wanted to give away her rabbits and since everyone wanted them, my sister paid her $5 and she got to keep all the rabbits. Haha. The first two days, no one noticed. The next seven days, I began to wonder if they were all pretending.

How could it not be obvious? Mother was in the kitchen cooking and I’d ask her to save some fresh veggies. My excuse?

“Mom, untuk eksperimen di skulah, jangan di buang ah”

The maid who was assigned to clean all the rooms was bribed. Haha. For every time she cleaned the cage in the now empty closet and for keeping her mouth shut all the time, we’d lend her cds so she could watch them in her room. Haha. Only two weeks after that, Mother was getting fed up of being asked to save the fresh veggies for my “experiment”

“Maia, Inda mau abis jua eksperimen mu di sekulah ani?”

“Awu, antah chigu ah kenapa kah ya..”

“Banar kah inda ne anak sorang ni… yang kau sama si Hana selalu di bilik macam org bedusa atu kenapa?”

“Boring bah Mom, cerita lah sama Hana. *fake laughs*” (padahal takut)

Later that night, I told Hana and we decided to give back the rabbits before Mom found out. She planned to give them to her friends but by now, the rabbits were huge. 2 weeks back, they fit inside her bag. So mau inda mau, we called the maid and she told us she knew another maid whose employer liked to keep pets. That was it. Problem solved.

And….

We moved again after 4 years.. and this time it was Father who brought home the cats. By then, Mother was lenient. Now we’re down to several cats and one bird.

Today is Baby’s (the mommy) 8th birthday. This post is dedicated to her. Only God knows how one tiny creature like her makes the household alive. And for all the 10 kittens she gave us, I couldn’t thank her enough.

05.02.08

The dead body…….

Posted in Uncategorized at 9:24 am by hanamaia

http://brudirect.com/DailyInfo/News/Archive/May08/010508/nite04.htm – I was in that area! I saw the body lying on the road prolly 2 minutes after he jumped. There weren’t crowds. So I could see the exact thing. A thin guy wearing a white tee. Because of this, I can’t sleep at night. Every time I pass by the place to go to the third floor, I can vividly imagine the body floating on the air. I saw his face, pale and numb and pale and pale. I don’t know why was i that stupid? I inched closer to get a better view!!! why!?!?!? it’s costing me my sleep!

04.18.08

Who Wants a Piece of These “hotties”?

Posted in Uncategorized tagged at 3:05 pm by hanamaia

Couldn’t they come up with other alternatives? I know it’s for a good cause? but nude at your age ? and on calendars? seriously who wants to buy? hahahaha…

Marriage? is it your thing?

Posted in Uncategorized at 11:38 am by hanamaia

Spent a night at Auntie’s place. The place has four rooms of which only one is used. The rest are guests’. I went into one room which is where she keeps all of her books, novels, study guides, teaching guides and aides. Lord! her novels collection are to die for. I made a mental calculation and estimated around 1000 novels the least. Diana Palmer’s occupied the whole bookcase. 98% of pure Historical Romance. I asked her if she has any Historical fiction or any sorts but romance and she claims to have only 100 of them and the reason to why she collects Romance is because it’s something she never had.

She was single for quite a long time and when she got married last year, she still thinks her marriage does not resemble the idea of true romance. I can’t blame her for asking too much. She’s been reading romance novels since the 70’s. So the idea of romance is far-fetched from what it is now. Now no one writes love letters to their lover. Does email count?

“When you get married someday, make sure you think twice before you agree to tie the ‘invisible’ knot”

“Sorry, but I really don’t want to get married. Not now. Even if I do, I’d only marry someone who’s like my father”

“Haha, you mean he must be really good at fixing cars, loves to speed and has that chinese looks?”

“No hahahaha. you know how my father is. He’s a family guy. How often you see him hanging out with his mates? never , right? and he does not even want to buy hand phones and if it’s not for my mother who nags all the time saying it’s hard to contact my father, I think he would not own any now.”

“But what does he do every time he goes back from work?”

“Let me see. Watches TV. Kacau-kacau my mother cooking in the kitchen. Plays with the cat. Fixes his cars. Reads newspapers. Hahaha.”

“That’s interesting” *makes a funny face* hahaha

To think about what I said, I guess I’m just use to seeing my father at home, not having good times with friends but rather spends quality time at home with the family. My friends keep on complaining how their father is never home and how their husbands love to stay out late at night on weekends. I sure want someone who knows his way around cars, computers and should know a little bit of everything and not effing stupid. Thank you very much. My father possesses the traditional type of what a father should be but that keeps my mother in her place. She does not have anything to worry bout and can relentlessly rely on him all the time. I like the idea of not having to get worried sick of my future husband’s whereabout and gives me enough time to do stuff I love to do instead of spying on him 24/7 and checking his phone.

Another problem. You know, when you marry someone, you marry his family too. That’s one thing that bothers me. I don’t feel connected with anyone. And how often do you heard of in-laws trying to manage one’s marriage life just because they feel they need to do it. I personally think when one is married, the in-laws should just stay away from the personal affair. This is when I would definitely want to adopt the western type of marriage. They don’t see their in-laws all the time, and the only time they would meet up with each other is on occasions like Christmas etc.

If I were to get married, I’d only want to see my in-laws once a year. Or better yet my future husband does not have any parents and sisters or brothers. haha. Not that I am selfish. Just that, it’s difficult for me to accept and get acquainted with people. Imagine after years of marriage you or you other half decide to end the marriage, This thing would come in handy. You won’t have any sort of connection with your ex-husband and the ex-in-laws? it makes life more easier, right? you have not gotten to know them and when you split up, there would be no awkward things going in case you meet them somewhere. Buat inda tahu saja. Memang banar pun. Bukan nya kenal sangat. haha

04.06.08

L.O.V.E

Posted in Uncategorized tagged at 1:24 pm by hanamaia

If being loved means to allow yourself to be inextricably vulnerable, so fear love for it would not bring any good. Is love not suppose to make one feel content and happy?

I was falling in and out of love with the same guy for almost 9 years. That was how long I waited for him, hoping things would change for the better. It did not. I was hard being patient and at the same time, regretting how much I had wasted my youth only to get this particular guy. He, who I thought and always believed would be my soul mate.

Being in the same class with him did not make any difference.The constant “peeping”, secret love letters etc. You name it. What i did never turned into something I wanted it to be. I’d be lying if I say I was not devastated at all. After what I did, he never , not even once, noticed I was so interested in him. Interested in him that I got to the point where it can be categorized as being obsessive. Yet, I did not try to talk to him or tell him how I felt. But yeah, there were some minor crushes on some guys but that too, did not last long. I loved him all my life. I thought it never disappeared.

It was only in my sixth year of high school (sixth – I repeated a year), that I had the courage to get close to him. He repeated a year as well. A close friend helped me in it. Since then, I had a clear picture of who he really was and his amusing character. Loved to joke but was more of a loner during the first three years of high school. It was a change, no? being close with him was the jealousy of some of my classmates. I later found out that 4 out of 11 girls in my class had a huge crush on him! surprising indeed! and these 4 were my best friends. I began to notice some weird pattern in the way they talked to me, their responses which were completely satirical and how they would just leave me alone and never even bothered to ask me if I wanted to “jalan-jalan” around the school with them like they used to.

But I did not care that much because I was busy with this guy.

After O level exam, we had long holidays and I missed him so much. I tried to call his home but did not have the gut to. Oh well. I make this a short one. We both got into Sixth form and my 4 best friends did not. I became his girlfriend . I did =). It lasted for months because I decided to call it over after what happened to me. I neglected my studies! yes I was stupid! and he ignored me. So I distanced my self. Later he said he was hurt because of the break up but he pretended he was okay with it. Men’s ego.

Over the next 2 years, we had 2 rebound relationships. He got into Uni and so did I. We did not go to the same uni. I saw him a year after our graduations. We smiled at each other. I do not have any more love for him but that stops me from loving anyone. I date some guys but not really taking them all seriously.

There is this guy who is way older than me that I feel comfortable with. I like it whenever he’s around. I am hoping that this time I’d finally get to be loved and to love. Being alone sucks.