A lot of depressing things happened these last few days. Before I turn sour all over, I want to wish my lovely dentist, Dr Z , thank you for her help last Saturday.
A filling I had for more than 9 years ago fell off leaving a cavity on my upper left first premolar. Dr Z was very kind to help me re-do the filling ,F.O.C!
Considering the clinic's location, I think the cost would have been around RM 100 or so..
It was very good to see her again though.She was my junior back in dental school.
Well Dr Z, thank you for your kind gesture.
May your life be blessed with alll kind of good things.
Monday, May 14, 2007
WHY???!!
My current boss is holding back my transfer!!
They even kept the letter and there's no sign of them passing the rightful letter of mine to me.
Sucks!
Sucks!
Sucks!
urghhhhhhhhh Why???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!
I am supposed to report duty to the new place this wednesday, man..
I never knew i am that good, now everyone wants to have me work for them. Sigh*
They even kept the letter and there's no sign of them passing the rightful letter of mine to me.
Sucks!
Sucks!
Sucks!
urghhhhhhhhh Why???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!
I am supposed to report duty to the new place this wednesday, man..
I never knew i am that good, now everyone wants to have me work for them. Sigh*
Kurang Ajar!
Is there any word in English which gives the same meaning as the title above? The word rude did come across but I don't think it is strong enough to describe the emotions involved. Insolence? Maybe..
This story is about a one very 'kurang ajar' patient of mine.
'Kurang Ajar', directly translated means 'not having enough education'
I don't know whether he was a bad student or his guardians or parents who whoever they are, slept on their job.
The out come was this one kurang ajar young man.
I know we're not supposed to talk about patients, we have to keep the secrecy , but this one, is not really about his health condition nor about his social status, but his attitude.
He was very rude towards the counter staff, he did not cooperate during examanations, he gave different answers to the same questions when asked twice, he didn't want to listen to explanations regarding his conditions, he just wanted us to do what he ordered! And the way he talked was so damn rude i felt like punching him in the face and kicking him in the ass. If only I lost my professionalism at that time and purposely mistreated him..
that would be one very painful event for him, Payment for being very kurang ajar to us. Thank God, my sanity never left me even for one second. Kalau tak.. naya ..
Come on la, You may call me a government servant, but I am NOT YOUR SERVANT, OK!
gerammm
This story is about a one very 'kurang ajar' patient of mine.
'Kurang Ajar', directly translated means 'not having enough education'
I don't know whether he was a bad student or his guardians or parents who whoever they are, slept on their job.
The out come was this one kurang ajar young man.
I know we're not supposed to talk about patients, we have to keep the secrecy , but this one, is not really about his health condition nor about his social status, but his attitude.
He was very rude towards the counter staff, he did not cooperate during examanations, he gave different answers to the same questions when asked twice, he didn't want to listen to explanations regarding his conditions, he just wanted us to do what he ordered! And the way he talked was so damn rude i felt like punching him in the face and kicking him in the ass. If only I lost my professionalism at that time and purposely mistreated him..
that would be one very painful event for him, Payment for being very kurang ajar to us. Thank God, my sanity never left me even for one second. Kalau tak.. naya ..
Come on la, You may call me a government servant, but I am NOT YOUR SERVANT, OK!
gerammm
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Mama's Day!
It's mother's day today.
Who should I give my love to?
My respect and my honor to
Who should I pay good mind to?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hold you
And clean you and clothes you
Who used to feed you?
And always be with you
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
That's right no other
Your mother (My mother)
Who should I take good care of?
Giving all my love
Who should I think most of?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you?
Before you could walk
And when you fell who picked you up
Clean your cut
No one but your mother
My mother
Who should I stay rigt close to?
Listen most to
Never say no to
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
Comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who wiped your tears?
Knows your fears
Who really cares?
My mother
Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother.
song by Yusuf Islam
My respect and my honor to
Who should I pay good mind to?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hold you
And clean you and clothes you
Who used to feed you?
And always be with you
When you were sick
Stay up all night
Holding you tight
That's right no other
Your mother (My mother)
Who should I take good care of?
Giving all my love
Who should I think most of?
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hear you
Before you could talk
Who used to hold you?
Before you could walk
And when you fell who picked you up
Clean your cut
No one but your mother
My mother
Who should I stay rigt close to?
Listen most to
Never say no to
After Allah
And Rasulullah
Comes your mother
Who next? Your mother
Who next? Your mother
And then your father
Cause who used to hug you
And buy you new clothes
Comb your hair
And blow your nose
And when you cry
Who wiped your tears?
Knows your fears
Who really cares?
My mother
Say Alhamdulillah
Thank you Allah
Thank you Allah
For my mother.
song by Yusuf Islam
I dedicate this song to all mothers in the world especially to my mum Meriam and my mum in law, Fatimah.
Ladies out there, our children are not our toys nor our possession. They are not for you to use when you want to play with and throw away into the dustbin or down the drain when you don't need them anymore. Do appreciate them and love them with all our hearts. If not, please, you have no right to be a mother.
In short, think before you say yes to your partner's seduction. It will turn your life upside down if you aren't ready!
Happy mother's day y'all!!
ps: Btw, not everyone celebrates mother's day today. For more info on this, log on to wikipedia,
Interesting read.
Ladies out there, our children are not our toys nor our possession. They are not for you to use when you want to play with and throw away into the dustbin or down the drain when you don't need them anymore. Do appreciate them and love them with all our hearts. If not, please, you have no right to be a mother.
In short, think before you say yes to your partner's seduction. It will turn your life upside down if you aren't ready!
Happy mother's day y'all!!
ps: Btw, not everyone celebrates mother's day today. For more info on this, log on to wikipedia,
Interesting read.
Monday, April 30, 2007
K. Pi in the News.
I was flipping thru the Sunday Star yesterday when I came across this article.
Blogging on
By DAPHNE LING
Lately, Malaysian bloggers have been on the receving end of bad press. Sadly, the work of a few bad apples has given the millions of other bloggers a bad name.
There are some, like the ones I will share, who despite the turbulence in the blogsophere, keep at what the love most: To share their stories.
Pi Bani, of ‘Pi’s Twist’
www.pistwist.blogspot.com
Pi Bani, 44, is one gutsy lady. Having been a volunteer with The Buddies Society of Ipoh for three years, Kak Pi, as she is fondly called, started her blog early March to share the stories of her work.
The Buddies Society is a Non-Governmental Organisation (NGO) providing moral and emotional support to People Living with HIV/AIDS (PLWHA). Besides sharing her experiences, Kak Pi also writes her blog “to reach out to more people to enlighten them about the plights PLWHA’s”. She also hopes to slowly debunk the social stigma that comes with it.
By profession though, Kak Pi is a certified Company Secretary.
“I now work on flexi-hour basis with a friend of mine in a company providing secretarial, accounting and management services,” she says, adding that she is happy with the arrangement as it gives her time to indulge in her voluntary service.
Through her writings, people are able to read about the little triumphs that PLWHA’s achieve in the face of struggles, and their unfortunate treatment by some members of society.
So guys, click on her name ( she's on my link list) and read for yourself what wonderful things this lady has done and still doing. You too , can make a difference.
Blogging on
By DAPHNE LING
Lately, Malaysian bloggers have been on the receving end of bad press. Sadly, the work of a few bad apples has given the millions of other bloggers a bad name.
There are some, like the ones I will share, who despite the turbulence in the blogsophere, keep at what the love most: To share their stories.
Pi Bani, of ‘Pi’s Twist’
www.pistwist.blogspot.com
Pi Bani, 44, is one gutsy lady. Having been a volunteer with The Buddies Society of Ipoh for three years, Kak Pi, as she is fondly called, started her blog early March to share the stories of her work.
The Buddies Society is a Non-Governmental Organisation (NGO) providing moral and emotional support to People Living with HIV/AIDS (PLWHA). Besides sharing her experiences, Kak Pi also writes her blog “to reach out to more people to enlighten them about the plights PLWHA’s”. She also hopes to slowly debunk the social stigma that comes with it.
By profession though, Kak Pi is a certified Company Secretary.
“I now work on flexi-hour basis with a friend of mine in a company providing secretarial, accounting and management services,” she says, adding that she is happy with the arrangement as it gives her time to indulge in her voluntary service.
Through her writings, people are able to read about the little triumphs that PLWHA’s achieve in the face of struggles, and their unfortunate treatment by some members of society.
So guys, click on her name ( she's on my link list) and read for yourself what wonderful things this lady has done and still doing. You too , can make a difference.
He Won!
I don't really know why, but I felt very happy when I switched the channel of my telly and caught Sean Ghazi holding the trophy for Best new artiste.
Congratulations.
Now that he became more famous than before,I hope he won't forget his promise.
Congratulations.
Now that he became more famous than before,I hope he won't forget his promise.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
My story for today
Time really does fly. It's been more than a month since my last post. It's not that I have no stories to tell, but I just couldn't find the time to do it.
Early March
I got my transfer letter from Pahang to Selangor about 3 weeks before the transfer date. Amidst all the excitement, my daughter got 'poxed by chicken' .. chicken pox laa.. A week later, she generously donated her varicella viruses to her mama. So, I had to bear all those itchy blisters for more than one week. And some of the marks are still visible especially on my forehead.
End of March
We moved to Selangor wth all our furniture and stuff. We rented a small single storey terrace house about 10 km ( via highway) from my husband's office. My daughter is so used to living in government quarters which were big and spacious, she kept saying 'nak balik' ( wanna go home ) for the first few days. We could have rented a bigger place but then, there were only the 3 of us. Plus, the rent is not cheap.
For this house, we are paying RM 500 a month. And the house is I think just an 18 'x 65'.
2nd of April
I reported duty to the state deputy director in Shah Alam. I noticed that she always wear a smile on her face no matter what the situation was. Quite a friendly face for someone of a higher rank. I was told to go to work in B town, which is about 42 km from where we are staying. My husband suggested that we move again to B town and he'll commute to work to C town. But I disagreed. B town is so far away and quite hot because it is quite near to the coastal area.
Today
Well, I have been commuting for about 3 weeks now. If I exclude the long commute, everything is just fine in this new place.
But secretly, I am waiting for another offer, that is to work in P town. The boss in P town gave the green light already but she is yet to issue the letter. When the letter comes, then I'll kiss B town bubbye! If any of you knows my current boss or staff in B town, please don't mention anything ok. Lets just wait for the letter from P town to arrive.
Till then, have a nice day!
Early March
I got my transfer letter from Pahang to Selangor about 3 weeks before the transfer date. Amidst all the excitement, my daughter got 'poxed by chicken' .. chicken pox laa.. A week later, she generously donated her varicella viruses to her mama. So, I had to bear all those itchy blisters for more than one week. And some of the marks are still visible especially on my forehead.
End of March
We moved to Selangor wth all our furniture and stuff. We rented a small single storey terrace house about 10 km ( via highway) from my husband's office. My daughter is so used to living in government quarters which were big and spacious, she kept saying 'nak balik' ( wanna go home ) for the first few days. We could have rented a bigger place but then, there were only the 3 of us. Plus, the rent is not cheap.
For this house, we are paying RM 500 a month. And the house is I think just an 18 'x 65'.
2nd of April
I reported duty to the state deputy director in Shah Alam. I noticed that she always wear a smile on her face no matter what the situation was. Quite a friendly face for someone of a higher rank. I was told to go to work in B town, which is about 42 km from where we are staying. My husband suggested that we move again to B town and he'll commute to work to C town. But I disagreed. B town is so far away and quite hot because it is quite near to the coastal area.
Today
Well, I have been commuting for about 3 weeks now. If I exclude the long commute, everything is just fine in this new place.
But secretly, I am waiting for another offer, that is to work in P town. The boss in P town gave the green light already but she is yet to issue the letter. When the letter comes, then I'll kiss B town bubbye! If any of you knows my current boss or staff in B town, please don't mention anything ok. Lets just wait for the letter from P town to arrive.
Till then, have a nice day!
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