A bid to keep to my 2010 new year's resolutions...

I finally signed my contract with my new employer, the People's Association.

Going to begin 'work' or i rather say 'play' on the 13th of October. 'Office' hour begin i dunno what time but i got to catch the 0830hr ferry at Punggol. There will be transport provided... pick-up nearest to me at Commonwealth though...darn, still quite far. Plus, i got to be there by 0715hr...

Even though my first day may start on the 13th of Oct, it ends on the 1st of Nov.. a damn long first day huh? That is because my first day will be a 21 day camp to experience the essence of what my jobscope is all about..

But it's gonna be fun... cos people from all over the world, or various parts of the world to be more precise, will be attending the camp with me. I'm sure 3weeks will pass by in a few blinks of my pair of eyes.

Note to self... "I need to plan my path ahead..."

Now, i just need to worry about Hari Raya cos there is only 8 more days to go before we celebrate the month of Eid. I have yet to get my baju kurung.. this year, we go purple! Since, purple is the colour of the attire we have to wear for Ain's wedding anyway... (Fazli, take note.. be ready!) i just dunno what colour samping to match along with purple baju kurung... hahaha... nevermind.. 8days to go!

Plus, i need to get pants to wear for my camp since they explicitly stated this time.."NO Army uniform.. which includes pants" and army pants are what i have been wearing to practically all outdoor activities since the army days... Rugged, light, has useful pockets...and best of all, FREE!

OK ok...

That's all i shall update for now.

Happy Ramadhan people....

and baby.. i 'heart you'.

May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...

Charting out new waters... "One needs to dare lose sight of the shore before you can embark to discover new waters." Emblazoned in the deep regions of my almond-sized hippocampus these words..may it lead me for the many parts of my life.

Sometimes, the worst thing is being too comfortable at the place you're at. That could mean you're stagnant. That could mean you're not kept at your toes. That could mean you're becoming complacent. That could mean soon, you'd lose it...

Drive
Passion
Ambition
Fire in the belly
Form
That seat
you're in....

Look far beyond the horizons.

Chart out your path..

Long-term goal. Supplement it with medium term aims. Break it down into bite-sizes with short term missions. Write it down... write it all down!

You're done with mission one..TICK! Mission 2 clear? TICK... By God's will...you'd be charting out far into open waters, and soon you'll arrive in that peninsula, docking at the shores of an island of bliss..one called the Oasis of Fulfilment.

(it's funny how this could be my first ever picture with Kamie and this is the photo we each keep in our wallet... somewhat signifies the charting of the journey ahead of us. The choices we made and will make...)

God, help me keep steady this advise i'm telling her and let me be the first
advocate for it, leading it by action.

At Rainbow... (my workplace..)

The first round of farewells begin. Hidayah and Nadirah... Hidayah (my manager) will move on to Main Branch and Nadirah (another part-timer) has finally grabbed herself a position at a real estate company doing accounts.


With Hidayah's moving on, Lina will assume the manager position...

It will be tough on her as many of the 'old' part-timers are leaving but it also means she gets to start afresh. Maybe good, maybe bad...

But..new sheet to begin your artwork in.








But in saying that...'old' workers are coming back.

Long awaited return for Siti-the-Mak Yong...6th October, the mother of two will be back to helm the seat vacated by Sherman and me...

Idafi should have been sufficiently trained to assist Siti, (just pray to God he'll be safe! Siti is scary for people who don't know her yet...) I can attest to that! And maybe the Girl who quit (Neela) might have quit because of her (not Lina)... hahahaha.. Siti was so fierce towards her la!

But it's kind of odd seing her without the bulge on the tummy... We cant say she's fat anymore! Wahahahaha...

And about changes... we go into the issue of hair. Somehow, right after Zola's worst hair decision ever... people in Rainbow are having hair changes too...

Ana changed her Blonde hair to Dark red.. Idafi had a haircut...now he's sporting his old mohawk again. Hidayah cut her hair short... (at least she'll look ok now even if she doesn't comb her hair in the morning...) Siti is sporting blonde highlights too...(but i tink she did it before my bad hairdo..) Hahaha.... hairy issue.


And this is Siti's daughter whom she brought to the Rainbow Iftar... Tengok tu! Korek hidung... hahahaha..macam Mak eh?! (sooo like her mother!)





















And these are the boys who are leaving soon... So many things in common..


















May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after...

"Heated up till we're red hot,
Hammered like a still rod..
Sifted through the hemp and dust,
Leaving those who held fast.."

That was my weekend.
But why must all things be tested?
I thought by reading through the Alchemist and Zahir, that my heart knew wad it had to do..
But alas challenges are shapeless forms.

In the forms of loved ones who go lonely,
Parents who dote on you,
Lovers who support you,
Dates you might miss,
In weak faith,
In uncertainty,
Of greener pastures you've never even touched,

Brick walls that are made to keep people off, obstacles to only let those who belong in and those who really want to enter though, can be broken down..

But that psycological web blocking the passageway can only be passed if you overcome the fear of that spider in the middle.

Can i?

I have one foot on that island already. They're just waiting for that other foot to cross over.

Well, i prayed to God if his wasn't meant for me, fail me. Make me fall out. Dun let me pass the selection. Compel me to give up.

But he didn't. I passed. Got called up today by that familiar friendly voice telling me to go where and where, to bring what and what and to be punctual. I believe this is the path He allows me through as part of his divine plan perhaps. The way He led me to the career fair, the way he opened up my eyes to the logo of the booth, the way he compelled me to approach that booth, the way he closed my heart to the various job opportunities outside. To how my resume perfectly forms itself for this career even after various attempts to shape it (albeit unsuccessfully) for the other jobs i thought i wanted. How an old fren is already there to receive me. I believe it is His divine hand in all this.

If i were to rejct it.. it will haunt me. Forever it shall remain a dream. Afraid to fufill it as it will then leave a void.. What difference does it make knowing that i could be there but i chose not to, when in fact i want to. Is it similar to not being chosen to be there when i wanted to?

For now, i need to confront that spider.

Cause i know what i want to do cos i'm good at it and that's what i want to do.

May Allah guide us all..bless us with happiness and health n protect us from the dangers of this world, physically or mentally. Help us become successful people in the world and after... and help me decide. Open my path and brighten it. Do not darken the road i left behind. Leave every road i passed though brighter and more colourful than it was before i thread its' path.