tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6290034301873129532024-03-14T12:54:46.794+08:00One Day atta TimeStep by step,
towards Life herstorySheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-4957884131142437602010-12-11T23:26:00.002+08:002010-12-11T23:37:11.852+08:00Shogun @ Sunway Pyramid<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCx3TmKtCqUxa4etwFh07QTic1DT7q1axurrCd3ypRu5o6Vhb_ame4CsI7Cew6KoThyphenhyphen9PvmhO72X-ygHe4USw5MUQen4BCNB9Cz-W1Nt732DDs2lzVN3sz-g2DblXxuLL4u2p6jhUAv3xn/s1600/shogun+160509.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCx3TmKtCqUxa4etwFh07QTic1DT7q1axurrCd3ypRu5o6Vhb_ame4CsI7Cew6KoThyphenhyphen9PvmhO72X-ygHe4USw5MUQen4BCNB9Cz-W1Nt732DDs2lzVN3sz-g2DblXxuLL4u2p6jhUAv3xn/s400/shogun+160509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549446738074513410" /></a><br />This restaurant was a favourite place for free-food paid under Thermofisher. We went there for celebration after completing the PPI program by a task team or as an annual year celebration by departments or treating some guests who came for a visit or as a farewell party to whom were leaving the company.<br />It is a Japanese restaurant which serves buffet during lunch. I always opted for the seafood varieties, sushi, desserts - all in that order.<br />Once, I brought kakak and arif over there for lunch and of course on kakak's treat. Too bad at that time, they didnt serve lobster as the entree' or appertizer anymore.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-74980523790700568622009-10-01T07:46:00.004+08:002009-10-01T12:24:33.621+08:00One Month AgoOne month ago today, it was the day I said my final goodbye to her.<br /><br />31st August 2009 will be remembered for as long as I breathe.<br /><br />Mak passed away during the azan of Isya' was being called out from a nearby musollah.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpy37dAIhM5JASHOdErEss18NDC5rTRQazX4vOKm90DJF-fjYfvGQs8CM8Fy5t56cuhpilDpId3_D-tXd9YajZLL_q1r-41vIBHZK46MCfwXcOBuiKAyu9XrlN2VDV_i5RdWb_AlL_TmYi/s1600-h/01_ibubapa.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387479086741082242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpy37dAIhM5JASHOdErEss18NDC5rTRQazX4vOKm90DJF-fjYfvGQs8CM8Fy5t56cuhpilDpId3_D-tXd9YajZLL_q1r-41vIBHZK46MCfwXcOBuiKAyu9XrlN2VDV_i5RdWb_AlL_TmYi/s400/01_ibubapa.gif" border="0" /></a>Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-3134862763409659992009-08-22T09:48:00.002+08:002009-08-27T12:27:06.064+08:00The Starting.......After coming back to KL, I went straight into the room to see Mak. Cik Tan, Cik Chum, Cik Ma were all in the room sitting and talking after lunch. Cik Pah was there as well. I was told earlier that she has brought an old photo of her and Mak. She said the day she showed it to Mak, Mak would not want to let go of the picture.... maybe the pic did trigger some memories in her mind though she is unable to express it in words but we can sometimes see it in her eyes.. <div>I asked Cik Pah whether I can see the picture and I am fortunate that she still had it in her handbag. The picture showed Mak and Cik Pah in the photo studio. Both were so so so young. When I looked at the back of the picture there was a date stamped behind it. It was 25th December 1955! Wow...Mak was 16 when the picture was taken. She was beautiful and still is even with the current state she is now.<br /><div>I will be posting the picture once I scan it (Guys..will you get the scanner working!)</div><div>to be continued.......</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>It has been a few days later that this is continued.....</div><div>By the way, I did have the picture scanned at the office. I think I would be growing beard first if I wait for the scanner at home to work!</div><div>The story continues with Cik Pah would be telling that whenever they go see a movie, they will come back and took pictures at the photo studio, hence all the old pictures were in studios and of course black and white.</div><div> </div><div>Then Cik Pah reminisced about how at one time Mak cooked lunch and have the food ready on the table and when time to eat, all the food was not to be found. Later someone found dirty plates and pots near some paddy field. It must be that Mak is a great cook. Frankly speaking, she is... she doesnt need all those extra MSG to make the food delicious. Its just her technique of seasoning the food and of coz plus her "air tangan" that makes her cooking so yummylicious.</div><div> </div><div>Then Cik Chum joined in to reminisced about how Ba had never seen Mak before they were married. Ba was told that Mak was at the house behind Tok Tam's house in Alor Merah. So Ba brought along a shotgun to shoot the birds near the house where Mak stayed. Though I didnt get the story's conclusion whether Ba did see Mak or not for the first time that day.....</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div></div>Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-69067261565009585192009-07-29T23:50:00.002+08:002009-07-30T00:09:10.586+08:00That is Life ....and the HereafterUp until the month of July 2009, for this year alone we have lost three dearest members of the family.<br /><br />April 2009, 28<br />Dearest MamakNen.<br />He was alone in his room.<br />Ed and Badi&Yat&Haikal were back in KL from Ireland for holidays.<br />Allahu Akbar - Allah has mapped out how things happened accordingly that facilitates the life of His beings<br /><br />June 2009, 9<br />Dearest CikJan<br />She was in the hospital.<br />We reached the burial but it was almost over. We didnt get the chance to say goodbye for the last time but she will always be in our prayers.<br /><br />July 2009, 28<br />Dearest CikLiyeh a.k.a Uncle<br />He was alone in his office.<br />Diagnosed with colon cancer but he has lived life with his dearest wife, five daughters and two grandchildren.<br /><br />Al-Fatihah<br />Semoga roh mereka dicucuri rahmah dan ditempatkan bersama orang-orang beriman.<br />AmeenSheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-28423000184533640552009-07-25T01:28:00.007+08:002009-07-25T03:27:20.774+08:00Mesti kah?This is an old clip I found while spring cleaning the files I had in the pc. Its KakLa's performance while she was the newbie at the uni. at the time<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dypVxsrDs9z1FzUg3tAXVZilaBJE13Wikan4cv8Roc5v5SF_-F64B5bXZ5iV0tb6zuK8RsmIFs8C748wtC-2A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />There were 2 songs played but I rather prefer this. I love the part where there was the "HAA" part together with the body bending thing. At least got entertaining value.... eh! Felt like a jury giving comments in a competiton la pulaksss.... but at least my comment is not about pitching.. pitching this.. pitching that...pitching always.<br />Where's Kakak? What's the proof that she was in the group "mesti kah?" Kalau sapa tak nampak dia...alamatnya tinggal berapa jumaat jer laa....Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-90607724636843557692009-07-23T23:31:00.010+08:002009-07-25T03:25:05.041+08:00Anak- Anak sapa la niiiii.........<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo6RaVjzt4yHABRtDNkHxmmGceBi738iJQT-s_osZit3dquGirv_usEL5qgU98pCiNmLfWByz7WM_HzqPlRlmM6rcXKc8ZufA6eHFWuIz4p3NOCjCveugz4MCXnHGa5M8KCbT32o1b-BRW/s1600-h/10boysandgals.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361679067714530978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo6RaVjzt4yHABRtDNkHxmmGceBi738iJQT-s_osZit3dquGirv_usEL5qgU98pCiNmLfWByz7WM_HzqPlRlmM6rcXKc8ZufA6eHFWuIz4p3NOCjCveugz4MCXnHGa5M8KCbT32o1b-BRW/s200/10boysandgals.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ish Ish Ish..... anak-anak sapaaaa tah nie...... dok biaq main tengah-tengah jalan.....<br /><br />Does introduction needed? Definitely! (even tho you know who you are).<br /><br />From the top left to right: KakLa <span style="color:#3333ff;">(caption: wanna smile but dont wanna smile, wanna smile but dont wanna smile), </span>KakNa <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: gelak kat sapa tah? camera belah sini, dia sengih belah sana...hmmm???),</span> Madarif <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: sorang lagi...tengok apa tah? muka nakal jer), </span>KakEeiinn <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: rolling smile...mengulum2 senyum,biasa la dia tuh)</span>, and Madshamie <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: the most cheeky sengih - winner of the Cheeky look award!) </span><br />From bottom left to right: Madmir <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: mat muka selamba at this age...apah tak takut),</span> Aya <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: muka " I hate being photographed!..get outta my face), </span>(iza)Shaja <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: ini over the top model nih, kalah top model!), </span>Saya <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: chubby giler! cam minah salleh...tengok la sapa maksu dia huahahaha)</span> and last but not least A'er <span style="color:#3366ff;">(caption: errr....blurr??? macam tak larat angkat mata jer )</span><br /><br />Unbelievable....they have all grown like the beanstalk. I am no longer the giant to them. Some has grown taller than me. Well...what can I say...its in our genes ....either we grew upways or sideways. But some stay petite in length (you know who you are).... salah gene tak kena la tuh! Tak pun anak jin sesat.....kwang kwang kwangSheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-79125694895890994692009-07-20T23:27:00.009+08:002009-07-21T00:03:09.607+08:00Travelling MemoirsBandung, Indonesia 2008<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpkrmxpaE8JLocfexJLVFhGmsYVklgMVnZOnGsNwc6Cti4wkqXtweAVpiPsNMLtqTL5NtP4Ny-9knqhyphenhyphenykSATxHhB1DVBaWdwG4GQgGSFrAGrSNU9ytV0zcdR1vlXW1GdBzieo2bwS7e2b/s1600-h/IMG_0257.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360564853625871074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpkrmxpaE8JLocfexJLVFhGmsYVklgMVnZOnGsNwc6Cti4wkqXtweAVpiPsNMLtqTL5NtP4Ny-9knqhyphenhyphenykSATxHhB1DVBaWdwG4GQgGSFrAGrSNU9ytV0zcdR1vlXW1GdBzieo2bwS7e2b/s200/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Suka Jadi Tak suka Tak Jadi la kot.... Sukajadi was the name of the hotel that we stayed in Bandung. <p></p><br /><br /><br />Bangkok, Thailand 2007<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNPftOqMJpF8G3EBlD4TxK8D-cjUIG6tRGAp8JYVFtnL4F3-Ku2rovAiM7-uGUfaOqOuNXLHQS0OJRsKYR3GeRPwQpPJONW1s60h8iz8p118M9q73QK0zPmCMmmN3kDbsr_B8zValx6rEP/s1600-h/SriynMe1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360566379326479842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNPftOqMJpF8G3EBlD4TxK8D-cjUIG6tRGAp8JYVFtnL4F3-Ku2rovAiM7-uGUfaOqOuNXLHQS0OJRsKYR3GeRPwQpPJONW1s60h8iz8p118M9q73QK0zPmCMmmN3kDbsr_B8zValx6rEP/s200/SriynMe1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Amari Atrium Hotel .... balcony on the restaurant ceruk mana tah....<br /><br /><br /><br />Bath, United Kingdom 2005<br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0DrRULzIyRk-C4M9SWaquU2EvjcqAGIjwpMWGNar33H9Q6RmHpE0ch1RgZd5Zgeoa6jGM5at2hQZ3p0iEWYwxZmIOO8wSXDjaiTK8SHp2EvAWEA2Rc5dpdy_olzHxuTBFaHB8ME_mevne/s1600-h/IMG_0156.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360568228896222450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0DrRULzIyRk-C4M9SWaquU2EvjcqAGIjwpMWGNar33H9Q6RmHpE0ch1RgZd5Zgeoa6jGM5at2hQZ3p0iEWYwxZmIOO8wSXDjaiTK8SHp2EvAWEA2Rc5dpdy_olzHxuTBFaHB8ME_mevne/s200/IMG_0156.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />County Hotel ....kept calling it Courtney...Courtney.... must be buta huruf over the excitement!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wellington, New Zealand 2004 (pending picture scan)</p><p>Mekah, Arab Saudi 2002 (pending picture scan)</p><p>Istanbul, Turkey 2002 (pending picture scan)</p><p>Sentosa Island, Singapore (pending picture scan)</p>Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-11368372755669066442009-07-14T12:05:00.002+08:002009-07-14T12:37:54.575+08:00Parking WarsHaven't been blogging for some time now but this is the topic I chose to revive my blog today. Enough oxigen for revival I hope....<br />The parking spaces used to be abundant during the early days of me living at Seroja. I can choose wherever and whichever space I want to park my car at. But of coz it must be the nearest to the entrance of the building for easy access. Why I am not utilising my dedicated parking space? Coz it was situated at another building block. Such a genius who planned the layout of the residents' parking allocations!<br />For the past years, I have been moving in and out of different parking spaces based on the authority of the real owner of the space (don't get me started on the "love letters" left on the windshield giving out "love" vibes - how neighbourly are some....).<br />And for the past year I have been parking infront of a tree accross the my block. Voila! I got a "love letter" today! The content of the letter went something like this:<br />SALAM,<br />Akak punya parking kat mana? Hari2 asyik tukar jer....<br /><br />Well... being civil, I replied though I dont even know who wrote it:<br />Salam, Dik.<br />Akak tukar2 sebab orang asyik park kat tempat akak jer. Sinila parking akak... {(chewah) ....tipu pagi Selasa sungguh aku!}<br />Then I just asked Arif to put on the next car whom I knew is a newcomer to the block.<br />Well...if he is not the one who left the message then it must be the other next car who got clamped by the way!<br /><br />I guessed if the space is his, he would have reported to the security and got my car clamped. But he didnt so I believe he himself doesnt really know where's his space is and was using someone else's!<br /><br />We'll see how things go when I come back this evening... another war brewing???Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-13088373020594048262009-04-19T09:18:00.002+08:002009-04-19T09:54:56.170+08:003rd Year of Ba's passingToday is exactly the day that Ba passed away three years ago. Didoakan Ba sentiasa berada di kalangan orang-orang beriman, Ameen. A small tahleel was being held at Nateh's after maghrib last night for Ba, Pakcik (K.Saripah's Bapak) and our grandmothers and grandfathers from both sides who had passed on earlier.<br /><br />We were joined by a small group of tahfiz student from Permata led by their ustaz. They were picked up by us before maghrib. The azan called out by one of the boys was such a sweet sound to the ears of whom heard it. Such a peaceful call that nothing can compare. After performing the solah maghrib, we continue to recite surah yasiin and tahleel. While waiting for isya', the ustaz gave a short tazkirah. Then completing solah isya', the guests were invited to a feast of nasi briyani, ayam masak merah, kurma daging, veggies and papadom.<br /><br />Earlier during the day, we had satay feast for lunch for just the family. Nana and Siti were unable to come over due to Nana having a bad case of stomach pain. Nacik and the clan reached Nateh's in the afternoon. There were only 16 of us all together. After the stomachs were fulfilled, it was time to do some workout. It was time for the fish pond to be cleaned.<br /><br />The same day, Skyra was hospitalised. Hospital bill was near RM700. There goes my plan for makeover!!!!Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-86222641575428994402009-04-11T16:33:00.003+08:002009-04-11T16:55:34.147+08:00Beautiful<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaS3HOp2oBYLovHOoqlvEN_0dRIJkmYIaxqwjM5Lr-nuJXmieJCAZ-WZK_4sFQc_InVD8jtxaNCe1EJWHRpEwbGDcbY6qpQphHQ8KH3k-vo_-sBAdIo-tLUGcsRESqyFOUDlP_KDBLZvhy/s1600-h/HaymanResort_03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaS3HOp2oBYLovHOoqlvEN_0dRIJkmYIaxqwjM5Lr-nuJXmieJCAZ-WZK_4sFQc_InVD8jtxaNCe1EJWHRpEwbGDcbY6qpQphHQ8KH3k-vo_-sBAdIo-tLUGcsRESqyFOUDlP_KDBLZvhy/s320/HaymanResort_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323353206555350082" border="0" /></a><br />Got an email saying that this is somewhere in the east coast of Malaysia. So I have been dreaming of maybe someday I may go there to catch some breaths of the ocean breeze. It has been awhile since I last went to a beach ( awhile? I cant even remember when!) and quite some time not going for swimming too. And when I surfed the net for more information, I came across a blog saying that such place is not in Malaysia but in Australia, called Hayman Island. Sheezzz....... kena tipu bersegi-segi jer.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-14310831250543714932009-04-11T15:43:00.003+08:002009-04-11T16:05:20.105+08:00Future HomeCarried to a new "home". What will happen on the first night in the "new home"?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6aLuGqCOkGA114Lh90XB9FCFeUYNQLhVpqiHfHKoEvmUtnC-peGaiuEUHcuab6GeJEMzSHyM-RQ2o9ML9pQMN53Q2UAjV7J1b4CEN1PE8wJDK9dOTJkUGZy4BNauzZ_TK74whYqN5ITCj/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6aLuGqCOkGA114Lh90XB9FCFeUYNQLhVpqiHfHKoEvmUtnC-peGaiuEUHcuab6GeJEMzSHyM-RQ2o9ML9pQMN53Q2UAjV7J1b4CEN1PE8wJDK9dOTJkUGZy4BNauzZ_TK74whYqN5ITCj/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323336889818700498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What have I prepared for death?<br />Am I going to Heaven or thrown into Hell?<br />How often have I thought of death?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj274V4gYUVKJ5rwkgd2m-_Z-fv3EfL8bMzeFFlAETt8uCzRw-QWkL-A6u8m-759WDLo0KcvRrJEqI6QQFwn8Zs88AWslGq7nGaqn8el1x7gvavIU3ZxMykndTYGvg2n65O-JwRl7jEoLmq/s1600-h/Picture2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj274V4gYUVKJ5rwkgd2m-_Z-fv3EfL8bMzeFFlAETt8uCzRw-QWkL-A6u8m-759WDLo0KcvRrJEqI6QQFwn8Zs88AWslGq7nGaqn8el1x7gvavIU3ZxMykndTYGvg2n65O-JwRl7jEoLmq/s320/Picture2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323338479687105010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Reminding myself that Life is just temporary.<br />AfterLife is forever.<br />Ya Allah, kuatkan iman dan takwa ku terhadapMu.<br />Ingatkan aku akan kematian dan pembalasan di kemudian hari agar aku tidak sesat menyimpang dari jalan yang Kau kehendakiSheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-55420396737631972052009-04-09T21:07:00.003+08:002009-04-09T21:58:16.596+08:00I am FreeeeeeeeFelt like doing a twist to the song "I feel good.... tenenenenenet.....".<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jm-56fxLseuZT7bLLYnYyG6wnLFbK-3Ze3g1wZv5pzJtfh-dDGa0o3-UEclgkL4-3Ylp8yZfrtiokCg3HSjkGfDbVcdY-BzRhbdOkFkqxnKfRHgnfANTe3T-dfcJEmbU6KnyEkHq6lY7/s1600-h/thumbnailCAX8F16J.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jm-56fxLseuZT7bLLYnYyG6wnLFbK-3Ze3g1wZv5pzJtfh-dDGa0o3-UEclgkL4-3Ylp8yZfrtiokCg3HSjkGfDbVcdY-BzRhbdOkFkqxnKfRHgnfANTe3T-dfcJEmbU6KnyEkHq6lY7/s200/thumbnailCAX8F16J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322688788672642738" border="0" /></a> Finally, I managed to get outta that "hellhole". Well, I cant be sure that getting outta one hellhole would get myself safe from getting into a larger @#$hole instead but at least (for now) there is a light atta end of the tunnel (I hope). It was announced in the meeting (which I was glad to not ever attend anymore) that I will be transferred to the land of a new frontier (to me laa). I'd been worrying the whole week and even having dreams about this, thinking that my boss would decide to decline my "sacrificial" offer. And finally, its a GO! C'mon baby, lets do the twist.... Some would have thought I didnt performed in my current duty so thats why I was sent out of that department. But, please be told from the discussion that we had when I offered myself as the volunteer to take up the new challenge, I heard praises said infront of my face! Hehehehe ..sincere or not, I dont care. I know I am good wherever I am put at or given any task to perform. But the best part was, the most unlikeable person in that universe was against me leaving because he felt I am most capable in that position! What do you know..... hehehehe. Made me lightheaded for awhile. I believe junior is alo celebrating on my leaving as well as her taking over my position. Know what.... I dont care for the position, take it for all you want as long as I wont need to sit around hyprocrites like you people!<br />Perks:<br />No more coming to work at 7am for meeting with US people<br />No more going back home at 7pm for meeting with US people<br />No more carrying laptop to and fro (home, workstation, meeting room)<br />No more being around hypocrisy people<br />No more sitting at one corner as if being punished...heheheheSheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-23693974182575270672009-04-03T11:57:00.002+08:002009-04-03T12:29:35.001+08:00To Be or Not to Be<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0PPFPUH3DHwCi6dDjGck7ewMr6mV5g71uu_h_Lh4RLILk_BLtlTTM3bOHg4jh7nHSoN93jv3VNlUOz6KEYEXCMDe9PIhRKxyaQt1PlMAgdCLyqNeSHZoUXBd1HDF-716saTMHT6dVJoL/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320317431827769362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0PPFPUH3DHwCi6dDjGck7ewMr6mV5g71uu_h_Lh4RLILk_BLtlTTM3bOHg4jh7nHSoN93jv3VNlUOz6KEYEXCMDe9PIhRKxyaQt1PlMAgdCLyqNeSHZoUXBd1HDF-716saTMHT6dVJoL/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I am in a dilemma. Should I or should I not? Go for it no matter what? I am not happy there anyways, why not just give it a try? But can I do it? Or is it gonna be worse than the situation I am currently in. The pros and cons have been playing around in my mind since I got to know. </div>Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-91580001893472138962009-04-01T00:03:00.009+08:002009-04-01T00:57:15.944+08:00Drama Se... Dua, Tiga Babak daaa...Quiet on the set please...<br />Camera ready...<br />And...<br />Action!<br /><br />Scene One Take One:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxi_ZvfhuwJohDw0LdK5s9NJkBDc5sewcGCszs4n2TZK8AmV1QhpytUHkuyP9J4UL7JQi1itT3MGdHB3Z_jhg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Cut!<br /><br />One more!<br />Camera Ready?<br />Andddddddddd Action!<br /><br />Scene One Take Two:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwm8qvt7tly19ZcdnDxDKH67NMxs9os02J10sjr38fk5dLDyZiIWI18__8JEs8o9YgSAmnhqk-8FbxS6Efihg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />CUTTTTTTTTTTTT!<br />Ishhhh mengabih kan boghaih yo!<br />Camni tokeh boghaih pun boleh bankrap<br /><br />Again!<br />OK Ready?<br />And actionnnnnn..........<br /><br />Scene One Take Three:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz4yrJTHlM-pEdP99C2XXsdtBsXPbZdWjm_i4DDu-PUQww9svFEonMNzGVojXXTNeivM5uph2dX4bsh0FC6Gg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Not Good enoughhhhhhh!!!<br />One more time....<br /><br />ACTION!<br />Scene One Take Four:<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzoO0nKYwf0vWA0wRpec92U5R50ZopAFBDcXF07LpRzthuc7DYlHRCzuisbPCuPb_ZBIbvX5VYgMeilYQAjYw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Alamak ramai pulak pelakon Extra enterframe!!!<br /><br />Arghhh....pelem dah abih dah....<br />Tokeh pelem kena gulung tikar jer laa<br />CUT!!!!!!!!! arrrrgggggghhhhh<br /><br />PRINT jer laaaaa LABUUUUUU<br /><br />THE ENDSheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-46523400958536171272009-03-31T23:06:00.006+08:002009-03-31T23:32:53.761+08:00IPhone 3G ...continuedDo I need to say more? ehem... ehem.... leaning towards temptations nampak gayanya.<br />Oh tidakkkkkkkkkkk .... (terlebih melodramatik nih)<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyT_KaO4-CO4Jt_MoSAECG6dwL07woNwN8EX_-kCo6pQovmjDymVuD33RneWmf8To6LglJaabJz4bFhuTIL' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyy-US3XVrxaOe9dzdso3GOYEdU38UovSBHhHErlHnJvsbZRYDkYM90039mGHiuElwCObuf9yzZNjRyi9x1' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-87882338563770128522009-03-31T22:26:00.003+08:002009-03-31T22:41:17.503+08:00Cute Tillie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlWAqtbc0NU_AaI2cYJ_R3grmTEiG6TKreMpvJa6IAnYOsQi1O5ntk7jBg1bUc5Bhkd91eYiAYDUsIoPMTV1FijLDq442_bYZt4mkovjZ_OIZGTjpuwn3XVnuwbfwGVXjLrlWMcgHjLav/s1600-h/tillie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlWAqtbc0NU_AaI2cYJ_R3grmTEiG6TKreMpvJa6IAnYOsQi1O5ntk7jBg1bUc5Bhkd91eYiAYDUsIoPMTV1FijLDq442_bYZt4mkovjZ_OIZGTjpuwn3XVnuwbfwGVXjLrlWMcgHjLav/s320/tillie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319361951906744434" border="0" /></a><br />I was cleaning-up my folders stored in the desktop and found this cute baby picture. This baby is a daughter of a colleague of mine in Bath. Her name is Tillie. I am sure she has already grown to be a pretty girl by now. I think that picture was sent to me way back in 2005 or so by his father Kevin. He sent a few other pictures but I couldnt seem to find them. At least I have this one to remind me what a good friend Kevin was. It sad that I didnt get to say goodbye to him when he left the company. He was a great guy while we were in Bath's office, lending his workstation and what not. I am sure he would get me a cuppa of chocolate if we werent fasting at that time. Hehehehe. He took the time to find us a hotel in London through the net and Dave didnt trust him finding a good one. But alas when we reached London via train, the hotel was just "around the conner" from the train station (it sounded like near but actually not though to me, when abroad, I find everywhere is a walking distance coz you never get tired walking in the weather there as compared to us here).<br />Back to Tillie.. she is taken care by Kevin's mother since Kevin is a single parent. He is a young chap. I am glad to know and work with him.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-26733340261219668532009-03-31T20:54:00.004+08:002009-03-31T21:08:57.404+08:00IPhone 3G<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy8BIhSvhwIIdpatihFCPZw7cdb0zlGTz6VOZlNjsTyTTFf-qa1yQ3bwED7BqjHAMe5UBOU-wAQzVfaQVT1IyhKAdjCJY_KmbonC0cGy6hctkOLObc6Fp-03bJmShr2BPJXS8C9h54qXH-/s1600-h/iphone.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy8BIhSvhwIIdpatihFCPZw7cdb0zlGTz6VOZlNjsTyTTFf-qa1yQ3bwED7BqjHAMe5UBOU-wAQzVfaQVT1IyhKAdjCJY_KmbonC0cGy6hctkOLObc6Fp-03bJmShr2BPJXS8C9h54qXH-/s320/iphone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319338120699063090" border="0" /></a><br />Temptation... temptation.... sigh.....<br />Between temptation and adding more debts, which side should I take? Hah! What do you think? Can I fight the temptation of owning a much sorted out phone? Would I want to drown myself deeper into the sea of debts? I blamed the advertisements! I blamed the people who are bringing IPhone into Malaysia's shore! Why did they invented IPhone?? Why dont they just create UPhone instead so that it wouldnt be all about I, I, I! Hehehe ya rite!<br /><br />We'll see.. we'll seeSheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-16924058722180395112009-03-31T20:22:00.005+08:002009-03-31T20:51:33.290+08:00Payslip Surprise!Got the payslip yesterday ... as usual...being me, I never quite bothered with it. Whatever it is, I still get that much, never more (and it never crossed my mind that I might be short paid). Anyways, all the hype at the office for getting bonuses ... I just kept cool coz being the newbie, am not entitled so I just keep mum about it. Though there comes a moment when I regret leaving the previous co because if not I would be two months pay richer. And now working here, I got nothing, zilch, nada ... there are moments .... HUGE regret!!<br />As I was going through my backpack looking for my phone, I came across the slip which I just shoved into the front pocket of the bag.Well, thinking I might as well tear up the sides then I can just filed it away before I start again to become a hoarder that I always am whenever possible. Out of my subconciousness, I just flipped it open then I saw some funny figures. Huh??? what's going on here? Is this slip mine?? ... unbelievable.... included was an inconsequential extra amount. I dont care, I take it no matter how small it is. ...now makes me think twice on looking for a new job. Hehehehe.... bribery huh? Well at least I felt abit of appreciation coming from the management after being there for only 6 months. Alhamdulillah, this is all from THE MOST Beneficient. Sujud syukur.<br />PS - Sorry guys, dont expect me to treat you to some expensive food or anything ... I got debts to kill!Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-3520516888854485062009-03-29T22:06:00.004+08:002009-03-31T20:52:17.203+08:00CSI<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLDMnKpdvMGqdlP6EQMx_X0KuDV8f05s6Bhf2fmB_cxNYksYRhQFhC7cRk9_oJ8rcHsBazIaLuf4u8Xbh-tVD6FEoyMucIpc80IpyhiLhIBGhcFDl5LWFFxb-CYwP8TBPOYM_hEFN_PKAu/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318615429612684226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLDMnKpdvMGqdlP6EQMx_X0KuDV8f05s6Bhf2fmB_cxNYksYRhQFhC7cRk9_oJ8rcHsBazIaLuf4u8Xbh-tVD6FEoyMucIpc80IpyhiLhIBGhcFDl5LWFFxb-CYwP8TBPOYM_hEFN_PKAu/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Been told that the CSI series use the lab equipments produced by the company I worked for. Everytime I get the chance to watch the series (though I go for CSI Las Vegas only coz I like Grissom's character.. cool and serene as compared to the other two guys who are more into action, not that I dont like action packed series..... ops....got sidetracked), I have been trying to spot the logos on the equipment when it comes to the scenes in the lab but havent suceed yet on that quest. </div><div>I have missed a lot of episodes lately but am not worried coz Astro will continue to rerun the episodes and I believe I will be able to catch up one of these days hehehehe.</div>Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-83912368061391022012009-03-29T11:06:00.004+08:002009-03-31T20:53:02.855+08:00Big Bro's operationNana was admitted into PutraJ hospital last Wednesday for a scheduled operation due 26.03.2009 of taking out the stones in his gall bladder. He has been in and out of the hospital for several times before and the ward room is seen to be his second home now! He went into the operating theatre at about 11 in the morning and the operation was completed at about 8pm when he was rolled out into the ward. That's a long time on the operating table. Seems there was a bit of a complication but Alhamdulillah everything went well. Went to the hospital to visit on Friday evening since Ariff was still schooling. Shoot! Forgotten to take a picture. Nana was still having some pains. Since he hasn't break wind yet after the operation, he kinda looked bloated (the stomach I mean). In that ward, we can hear one or the other patients throwing "acid bomb" as if in a fart war. No shame ...as long as they break wind! hehehehe.<br /><br />Nana once again self-drove back home yesterday eve and now recuperating.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-2890094306171672962009-03-28T22:35:00.003+08:002009-03-31T20:53:19.126+08:00Earth Hour<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhPzS44TXcnRsM3UB7dK3VLAYwqaVqie45v2jeui3xhuA-bB3GCKnjAw7c3NuwB5e_lIp0HBS3rkaKH6uWTS6zLMEYndE1Q_DZ8MF6gXTDjPskhgVeLrpqikBxSn7TljwjIa9xtOngJ4zA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhPzS44TXcnRsM3UB7dK3VLAYwqaVqie45v2jeui3xhuA-bB3GCKnjAw7c3NuwB5e_lIp0HBS3rkaKH6uWTS6zLMEYndE1Q_DZ8MF6gXTDjPskhgVeLrpqikBxSn7TljwjIa9xtOngJ4zA/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318249956184545986" border="0" /></a><br />I admit I'd forgotten about it until more than 20 minutes after the time that we are supposed to switch off the lights i.e. 8.30pm. I guess I can only say I made 2/3rd contribution of the 1 hour for Mother Earth. I have to make another confession. I only turned off the lights but not the tv and the computer. That cut another 1/3rd, wouldnt it? Well.... at least huh! Hmmm... should start thinking of recycling then? I know I know..... what? only now? as usual.... a huge procrastinator.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-23170655010505844162009-03-28T19:33:00.005+08:002009-03-31T20:53:50.344+08:00Got me!Hahaha I guessed the joke is on me!<br /><br />Duh! After changing the template, I didnt know where to go from that blog to put new postings and what not. Before this I always use "dashboard" menu at the top of the right hand side but I couldn't find that in this new template. That's the first "got me"! The second is, as I was browing back on the old postings plus comments, I chanced upon one comment made by someone whom is not one of my nieces. His ( I presumed a he) nickname was Dulce and his comments was in the posting of "Old Friends". I am sure he won't be visiting my blog anymore but I just wanna thank him for leaving a comment. Thank you, Dulce. Hope that you visit again. Wouldn't mind making new friends.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-843893647913912512009-03-28T19:17:00.002+08:002009-03-28T19:21:55.990+08:00I am back Part DeuxJust trying to pimp my blog with a vibrant colour. My life has been dull enough as reflected in my blog i.e. no updates for awhile now so I spruced it up with this new template and hoping things pick up as well.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-19565355226877369952009-03-02T21:15:00.002+08:002009-03-02T21:24:39.274+08:00Self disciplinedI am poor in this area. Promised a lot of things to myself but I never get them promises fulfilled. I am a procrastinator and a liar (in this sense). Guilty as charged by my very own court.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-629003430187312953.post-73947274581562798482009-02-09T21:19:00.003+08:002009-02-09T21:24:02.046+08:00I am Baaaccckkk!Wow...since November 2008 eh! Such a long time. It has been awhile though I am not going to come out with lame excuses of why I am not blogging for awhile...cewah...macam la pandai sangat memblogging! Anyway, its just for syok sendiri apa salahnya kan. I hope to continue this whenever possible.Sheezazrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16646440814839983391noreply@blogger.com0