inferiority complex thy suffer…

Right.
What the heck is going on .
Something is definitely amiss here and i couldnt figure out what was it.
In the the recent week, strangers ( whom i positively sure with myself i’ve never met them, past by them or even brushed shoulders with them before) keep coming up to me and offer me jobs.

STRANGER NO: 1
Description: thirty-ish, very fair, businesswoman -like(direct selling i presumed and it turned out accurate), two little kids , frameless glasses,gold rimmed.

She’s supposed to be my customer.after paying for the stickers, she asked me wether i’m interested in skincare and cosmetics which i replied with  quick no.
at first , she said my skin needed to b fixed and claimed her product will bring fantastic results( yeah, like i would buy that)
Me, unprepared for such unassuming marketing attacks( its already 9.30 o’clock, tired, weary and i’m supposed to be closing the shop) couldnt help but listen and before u even finished saying " cosmetics" , i still couldnt figure out how i have her card in my hand , her phone number and she having mine.

Its the  most bad move of all.

She wont leave me in peace.I received invitations for some sort of valentine dinner at hotel singgahsana, being offered door gifts, being sent invites to some product launch in damansara, which all of them  i politely refused and lied my way out .
She’s really a tough nut, for quite a small woman like her,i’m quite impressed .
she even come to the extent of offering me a ride back and forth if i have transport problem( one of my little white lies)

One week passed, and she should be forgetting about me right?
Oh boy, look she’s coming…the dread swelled even bigger with every march she took towards me.
Its her in the flesh, complete with bag, catalouges, survey forms and member registration form.
I wonder why i’m not surprised.
Very persistent eh? must be Kelantanese

Eat this one.
I said u need to call my mother for permission.
Which she voluntarily did without hesitating.
Ah, i’m a bit dissapointed.
When she’s on the phone with my mother, i thought it was quite a good plan, my mother is also a tough nut HEM  and she could finish the job for me.
The job is not even finished, its just the beginning, i dunno how , but somehow i end up setting up a meeting at her saloon this saturday.
And i couldnt help feeling regretful( at the same time cursing my own bloody mouth) as i gazed my name written in her organizer.
How do they do it, these bloody direct sellers?
I couldnt mouth the two-letter word " NO", which i believe , even a three year old can say it with perfect ease.
Sigh* .I wish i was three years old.

STRANGER NO 2:
Description: Shoulder-lenght hair, GAP t-shirt, black rimmed glasses, flawless english

This one caught me by surprised.
I just finished packaging her newly purchased Incredible Hulk bag when she suddenly offered me a job.
She gave me he card ,took my phone number and asked me to call her back.
Rough description of my job will be something like briefing teachers to sell their company products in their respected KOPERASI.
Then she was off in a hurry before i could finish " What the he.."
Today i did call her and lets just say the outcome was quite positive.

STRANGER NO 3.
Description: She sells accesories and clothes . Typical- ur-mom-look. Makcik style of speaking.Stumpy yet kind hearted.

She was obviously desperate to talk to someone.
It was her worst day ever.
Her one-year worker had been fired for stealing money continously during her working-stint.
Her new orang gaji was so stupid ,when asked to bring a plate, she brought a cup.
And she couldnt even masak nasi, plus ,she was the prime suspect of the sudden dissapearance of money around the house.

She asked me a favour whether i would like to work with her, which i politely refused.
My boss will go livid, i explained. I’m not a big fan of animosity.
But we’re malays,she’s chinese…she pushed on.
Okay. one day favour only while u try finding an employee.
I asked her , why asked me of all people,
She said ,

" Ntah, rasa macam nak tanya awak jer.."

Eh?

P/s Got bad news today, my 0.5 metre radius friend had lost his handphone while talking to a customer.We thoroughly believe that the " customer" was an accomplice of the alleged theft.
oh, this is my 41’st post..

It started with a call from my boss. Then 2 missed calls from her. Then 3 SMS from my 0.5 metre radius friend.
They all came simultanously in the middle of my class.The most absurd time of all. They knew i had class in the mornings.
Louise was getting angry  for the disturbance so i kindof forced to answer them all outside the class.
She doesnt like phone ringing in class.
" Murder in the classroom", as she would put it.

The news shocked me to bits.
" Ko kene dtg kerja skarg, kesian bos ko kene jaga sorg2.Duit kene curi.Kedai bersepah, PEKERJA GANTI KO TU YG CURI DUIT 2", wrote my 0.5 metre radius friend.
Blooming Heck. ( this is the replacement for " Bloody Hell", i just learnt them yesterday with a couple of other curses and swears)

Thank God Darina  was willing to lend me her handphone, mine is out of credit and out of battery.
The thing is, i am in charge of the money as i was on duty yesterday, so the little pang of guilt was inevitable.
"If only my boss took the money last night, if only i gave the keys and the money to her son last night…if only i didnt manage a good sales yesterday( so less money will be taken away), if only my boss doesnt employ that whimsy,manipulative, bloody indon girl…If only…"
The mantra goes on and on in my head.

How uncivilised she could be? I was boiling angry, people were thinking i am creating a stampede rather than walking.I trained her, i even trusted her, i recommended her name to my boss, how could she?
I know my boss is quite impossible to work with , but if u know the right trick, she’s easy to handle.

What made my boss so upset is how nervy she is.
She ran away with the money, leaving my boss rendered speechless.
She also took my boss handphone which was originally  borowed to her by my boss for business purposes.
She had the cheek to SMS my boss and her husband ( using MY BOSS PHONE)asking to forget the money and accept the incident as " paying her salary"
She is such a shame , she called  Kak aney( jual ubat 2 stall beside us),using my boss’ phone, cried her head off saying how, regretfull, how ashamed she was of her actions.
yeah well, thats understandable as her name is now tarnished , the whole block knew about it.
But then, she said she doesnt care and she’s not afraid if she was repoted to the police.
It turns out her address was false.
She duped us right in the beginning.

Ashamed my a**.

The most worrying thing was the state of my boss.
I dont want her to suffer HBP attack again.
She suffered once and its not pleasant.
Thank you God.She looked a little devastated, but cheerful and bright all the way.
i reckoned she accepted that it was all fated.

Somehow, we managed to brush the issue off.
Business is still business.

Right.
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Its quite a dissapointment when Nazri and the cabinet decided to drop the " moral squad" proposed by JAKIM.
The ministers should one day take a late night  walk in Taman Tasik Perdana and Titiwangsa and witness the scenery themselves, remind them to look harder among the bushes.
Then maybe they see JAKIM relevance.
Well, at least for us, muslims think its an uproar.
I’ve heard PAS even took advantage of this. They see Islam Hadhari as a failure, an encouragement to deter anything be done on our problematic, even shuddering social system.
U should occasionally come to ceramah agama after maghrib, quite interesting actually, berapi-api mengutuk satu sama lain.PAS ngutuk BN, BN ngutuk PAS
My verdict? Politics are all the same.
Loads of rhetoric.

Actually, i agree with a portion of those claims.
Only the failure part, but not necessarily because of Islam Hadhari, or PAS or even the mufti.
I truly believed its because of the current education system.
Lots of talk , no action. Hafal everything, an A for agama.
In that case, i strongly agree even a monkey can get an A, given enough training.
At first, i was among the masses, why abolish the " moral squad" ?.Its obviously something good.
And then i read an article by a non-muslim about how happy he felt the moral squad being ab0lished ,that turned my viewpoint into a much bigger picture.

Among other things, what he wrote was a bit like this:

…..its  almost like the beginning of talibanism of life in Malaysia.It would seem the sole concern of the the religious affairs departments is enforcement islamic way of life-that Muslims must be forced to live accordigly to the dictates of their religion.
    Shouldnt the religious affairs officials see it as sad that force had to be used?Shouldnt they see as a failure of the religious education than Malaysian Muslims have been getting all this while?( that is approximately 11 years or so)
    Are Muslims preacher teaching the right thing?Are the agama lessons in school merely a means indoctrinating Muslims with the rules of Islam but not the spirit of it?
No matter what system is used, it is only expected that a few of any religion are…

See?  these neutral people( non muslim) thinks muslims are getting desperate.malaysian muslims are bare in spirit, islam significant only on their names.
And the consequence of these "moral squad "events also made his mind towards islam as a religion of force, and we are helpless to correct him as he , being a natural human, judges something based on proof, facts and reality events and the "moral squad" issue provided him just that, albeit subconciously.

As for me, i can only bow my head in shame, because come to think of it, he had proved a point, right there.

Have u ever met someone who thinks exactly like u , sort of can read your mind, and you knew, right there, at the moment that when u get together, things will go great because we just click when doing things with each other.

well, i know i’ve met mine.
She sat right next to me today, thank god,or else we’ll miss the chance to get to know well.
She’s Lynn.

She’s the one who get ecxited oh-so-easily untill she doesnt realise she’s already up on her feet.Just like me.
She’s always the first to ask opinions and answers group questions.Like me again.
She asks questions which has no sense whatsoever at that particular moment at the most irregular times u can think of.Like me.
Cocky, agitated and spontaneus.Like me and me and me.
Blurrish sometimes-in a cute kind of way, ( she looks genuinely like she has no idea whats going on!).That is sooo me.

Thats why we hit it off straight away.

She came up with ideas which i should came up with.We agree with each other suggestions , not because we’re being polite, but it just felt right to us.We insist on keep improving our work and try other options,(some people just want to left it that way, they dont even want to try, u know).We agree  on the same things, and when we put our minds together , we came up with these brilliant results which amazes us so much we wonder did we really started from scratch?

We’ ve become The Dynamic Duo in two hours.

And the fact that she’s actually a TV host/ presenter makes it all much better.
I mean , not everyday u sat beside someone whos hosting pogrammes on 8TV andAstro for work,( u might catch her glimpse in advertisements,shes hosting in Mandarin programmes) what more having a class together, or be her partner in an activity.
I always had this preconception that people in the TV industry are vain , pretentious and a bunch of pompous know-it-alls.
Lynn is NOT, thats for sure.
She even smartly kindof downplay it a little bit when we curiously asks her , "why do u look so familiar?"
She’ll tell them she’s has a common face, thats why.
How downt to earth can she be?

Well, the moral of the story is, be nice to me and u’ll never know , i’ might write about you.haha
I dunno about others, but i do think someone else dedicating a page in his or her blog about you is downright flattering ,dont u ?

This is not a formal post .
Just want to make an announcement.
For those who are going to KLCC fo the next two weeks around 1.00 o clock ,please do inform me.
its been three, no, four days i’ve been having lunch On My Own bcoz, my classmates are all either grown-ups or have their own friend( SEMESTA ramai kat sini ,boleh bukak satu kelas), so birds of a feather .flocks together.
Picture me, terkontang-kanting, kelaparan and tidak tahu arah tujuan, nak buat ape…
So pleaase, especially girls yg nak gie KLCC, sms-lah me.I’ll be joining you shortly after class.

C ya!

P?s We have a new teacher, Louise, Nathan’s absent today.

The title was inspired by the textbooks.
It was instant culture shock. The moment i step in class is to behold a melting pot of culture from different generations.Some is even older than my parents.

There’s one Venezuelan girl who speaks spanish EXACTLY like in the telenovelas we  watch on TV.The SAME accent , the SAME gestures( remember how they love to move their head up  when they speak, mcm action kite buat bile kite cakap " well, you know me!") and check this out, she ’s downright georgeous she must have played any watak sampingan in those telenovelas.

Apart from her, theres one Korean woman, a taiwanese couple, A middle -aged man from argentina, one chinese from cheras, one Thailand guy who came to malaysia for british council purposes only( his name was very hard to pronounce), and a bunch of boarding school students fom SEMESTA, MRSM,RMC and SAB.

The teacher is a very tall guy with sandy brown hair and glasses like aijud’s.

" Good morning everyone, my name is Nathan Lomax from Wolverhampton, UK.theres nothing there but a couple of factories.They called it Mid -England, kind of like Middle -Earth."

The way they learn english here is very unconventional, but in a sort of way of not trying too hard to be one, not childish at all.( think alah…buat ni lagi…).
I mean, they have to, note that the class come from various age background.takkan laki umor 40 tahun nak buat cheer kot?

Think unconventional, u’ll be expecting a lot of presentations, group discussions and Q&A right?
Well its kinda the same thing but everyones loosens up doing it, some might say spontaneous yet nonchalant.Not too unformal where everyone shouts but just going with flow.Nobody is trying to impress anybody, completely no air of hidden competiton among ourselves mcm yg kite slaloo rasa dlm klas kat skolah..
Relaxed, is the right word.

There’s no dread in the stomach in fear of being chosen for a presentation and theres no anxiety of who should start first.

Remember when a teacher asks a question and request a volunteer, we have this queasy feeling in our stomach pits?
I dunno how nathan did it, but  that particular feeling that is supposed to be there  didnt even exist.
Which is good, becoz nobody is calling anybody a show-off, even hiddenly.
You can actually feel that theres no tension among us.No one felt left alone or lagged behind.
And it never felt so good .

I remember being mildly surprised when a group got the most points correct, we (other losing groups)were all clapping in a celebratory mood.The main contributor ( Lynn,a nice young lady from Taiwan) was flailing her arms in the air.
Theres no grudge at all, no people talking (eleh! beza 2 jer) at the back which is sooo typical malay-mind set, and we were genuinely happy for the group.
I cant remember the last time i went to an academic class in this kind of atmosphere.
And of course, no inferiority complex.

Touching on other subject,what british council did to me was not teaching me english, but rather correcting them so it can be acceptable in the international arena, where everybody around the globe will understand.

So i have to forget evrything i picked up in malaysian english conversations from as simple as

1."Dont wash your car first "  to   "Dont wash your car yet"

2."Last time, there werent many cars in KL"  to " In those days/In my time/…, there werent many cars in KL."

3."My brother works in Kajang "            to      "My brother works in kajang"
"Is it? My brother too!  "                                "He is? So does mine!"

And i love to use this( note the Italic phrase)…which i have no choice but to forget my love

4."I’m going to pasar malam tonight."     to    " I’m going to pasar malam tonight"
   "Is it? Me too! "                                             "Are you? So am I."

The phrases in Italic and Bold are not blatantly wrong but only technically wrong in terms of conversation usage . In malaysia, it might be acceptable but when u travel abroad, they might sound inaproppriate.

By the way,The White Board is so cool.
Its an Active Board , a cutting edge technology where when the projection is on from the computer onto board, u can write with a special marker on the projection screen. macam pen PDA yg boleh tulis2 atas skrin 2.
marker tulah mouse, drag, penulis, boleh tuka kaler,nak alih skrin hitam pon pakai marker tu.Konon nya black screen 2 langsir, tutup bile jwb soalan pastu mcm ader lobang kt tepi skrin yg bile marker letak kat situ , boleh bukak langsir utk tau answers. cool tak?

Fine. Enough bragging.
lessons’s over .Chop! Chop!

Just two nights ago i had a sound fight with one friend of mine, well not exactly a face-to face fight but rather a furious typing sequences among ourselves to deliver our points.

I wouldnt be surprised if the person im having a fight with is people like azim, salwani, aijud ke amroll ke teacher salmi ke coz they are the ones likely to debate on krisis " melayu", malaysianism,kaum cina/india yg tak diberi keistimewaan , politicians rhetoric,and a pinch about women’s rights.’

i even wouldnt have mind if I’M the one who brought the issues in the conversation in the first place.
He started it first.
It is just the most unlikely person i could think of, and among the terms he came about was things like ‘ semua kaum bermula pada garisan yang sama’ ,’ racist in malaysia’ , ‘perlembagaan madinah’,
‘ melayu memilih kerja’, ‘knape indon yg bina bangunan’ and even ‘ apa kaitan yap ah loy dengan Mr chong’.
In other words, real world serious issues.
Not movies( maybe in the first 10 minutes or so).Not music.Not even about world cup.

My point is, i cant help remembering his whinings on how malays are becoming westernized,especially urban-youths, like us. Sleeveless, dyed haired, piercings, tattoos,no-more-borders boy-girl relationships.
And i cant help wondering, how embarassing it might be to admit, its all nothing but true.

And i incidentally happen to witness these theories in form of reality events.
I was forced to teman my adik to go to her friends’ barbecue dinner by the pool bcoz my mom wont let her go alone since it was held at night.
Okay, what the heck, its just an innocent barbecue dinner right? Where people eat ,drink and be merry.
lets just say  the " be merry " part wasnt exactly was what in my mind.( read; people talking, borak2, dgr muzik)

Imagine my shock when theres actuallly people swimming in the pool( campor laki pompuan), a dance floor( with people dancing) and quite a number of people whose dressing is not what we call ‘decent ‘ these days.Think girls in beach kaftan and boys in bermuda shorts.

Oh, theres more, it seems my old schoolmate is here too, and guess what, ? she’s smoking a cigarrete, tudong ntah kemane apa ntah ke  mane.

It doesnt stop there, the nights revelation of events continue not to fail surprising me, when i saw that my old primary school-mate is present too. Soaking wet in the pool.Laughing her head off.

When i finally found my voice back,the only words i can come out was,

" Tak sejuk ke?",  with a forced smile

" Masuklah try,baru tau,"

Hoho.No thanks.The idea of me , soaking wet ,full clothed and sneakers doesnt seems so appealing.
And she doesnt stop there. I’ve got people trying to push me into the pool.
It scares the skin out of me so much i  made myself a mental note not to cross the boundaries within 5 metres from the pool , just in case.

I just dont understand. She’s supposed to be the  most demure, sweet-talking, shy girl back then.

astaghfirullahalazim, hanani. jahatnya anda.i dont even know why i agreed to come in the first place.mana pegi zaman2 usrah,al-mathurat,al mulk dulu-dulu…

Way to go , hanani .What a convenient way to waste an RM 10 .

P’s: i could have never been thankful of my parents strict upbringing, teachings in school and all those once-dreaded usrah sessions because without them,god forbid, i could have easily be among those in the pool.

mana aci.
tengok, sbab ko ateqs, dh ter’obliged’ utk take part in this ridiculous tagging game nh.
u must b enjoying this.telling people what to do, and poor people have no choice to follow.

5 pekara pelik yg pada individu bernama hanani

1.time spent on brushing teeth is aproximately more than the time taken for her to mandi .she must do the following: berus lidah atas bawah,gosok keempat2 blakang geraham, circular motion only, and will repeat, if not satisfied( the amount of toothpaste per bushing is..another story)

2.i thought it was normal 4 people to sleep with their lights on.well, at least i did untill i was in standard 6 i found out the truth.it doesnt change my sleeping pattern though..

3.Extremely economic on things.only beli bile dh takleh pakai n hilang.tapi really apreciate good food.x kisah belanja beratos-ratoss on food. have no qualms spending all savings on food, which is usually the case..

4.suffering from short term memory loss..currently on self-therapy( "ok, wallet dlm laci…., kunci dlm poket…ic..").the worst case is when she sesaje je dont own a wallet, a watch,ic mak simpan, never even kunci locker( cant remember having any kunci) coz she knows gerenti hilang nyer..

5.scared to bits of butterflies.

ok.mangsa tag seterusnya.

1.hakimah.
2.amirah zayanah
3.zoll (walaupon blog blogspot)
4.human bein"
5. nab( dh kn?)
ok, then back-up dier trex, minasenus n mai( i dont care , get ur own blog)

My turn to post the tag question.

Among these three things 1. A chocolate cake
                                       2. Ice cream
                                       3. french fries

which one u cannot live with..and why?

My victims
1. Ateqs( haha .get u back)
2.farhana
3 . aijud
4.nab
5.human bein’

if u want to make it to these lists, please make u presence felt, leave comments.

"It is that time again where love is in the air…"
Cliche’s , cliche’s.
One couldt help but  wonder why people still use them( that’s why theyre called cliche’ in the first place , right?)

Well, unforrtunately what i’m bringing up today is not about compassionate, never -ending love but rather the contrary.

Talk about killjoy.

Dear Mr Sam,

Right, now my plea is how to say sorry when we were not even in speaking terms?
Besides, i can never be wrong remember?
Does it have to be ME to say sorry?
A true gentlemen will always " pujuk"  his lady whoever is wrong.
Right?

                                                                                                             -Kak Aney-

Okay, hold it right there.
Before u got any ideas, this is NOT me.
She’s a friend of mine, tak caya tanya my 0.5 mile radius friend( refer to article "Rookie worker’s dilemma")
I cannot give her the solution so i’ll guess anybody whose had experience this kind of problem should suggest something.
Something practical please, she being forced to say sorry has been ruled out.
they’re not on speaking terms remember?
I guess, the fact for the guy to say sorry seems doubtful.After all, he’s a SNAG kinda guy( Sensitive New Age Guy )

P/s : Happy Valentines day!