I Ramble: 11 August 2017

In the name of Allah, the All-Merciful, the All-Compassionate.

I finally have some sort of energy to blog…but I’m in the train on the way to work as I type this. Hahaha!

All thanks to la Mama for buying me new comfy shoes! Wheee! I don’t feel it as bad as I have for the past three weeks. Yay!

Remember my previous post when I shared about my listlessness? Well, turns out, right after writing that post, le fiance completed the order form for SMC. Then I felt bad so I decided to finalise it and yeah. Now you can order through the SMC website already. 🙂

Then after that, la Mama got me out of the house to buy my shoes. So I only managed to publish my post like 5 minutes before midnight that day. Hahaha!

An uneventful day became an eventful day after all. Props to my man for knowing how to make me do stuff without actually telling me to do so. Hahaha!

I seriously think he knows how to handle me best in whatever state I am in.

Before I sign off, I just want to share a bit of rap I wrote after coming across MOE’s recruitment ads. Lol. I can roll eyes many many times but I chose to rap instead hahahaha.

“Find your calling at MOE”

But sir, MOE don’t wanna call me

Cos sir, you made it plain as can be

I ain’t sh– without your local degree

How many times you gotta the salt the wound

Throw it right in my face, perpetuating old goons

But well, we all know it’s more bane than boon

Them devils, preying on us with their fork and spoon

And Allah is Ar-Rahman, the All-Compassionate. – MM

I Ramble: 9 August 2017

In the name of Allah, the All-Compassionate, the All-Merciful.

I wasted at least 12 hours of my day off sleeping. And now I’m wasting another 6 hours of my day stoning in front of the computer.

I’ve been yawning away as well.

I feel so lethargic.

I really have no idea how to manage my fatigue thus far.

Then how sia next year when I’m married?

When I have kids?

And my business how?

@_@

God help me.

And Allah is Al-Ali, the Extremely Exalted. – MM

I Ramble: 6 August 2017

In the name of Allah, the All-Compassionate, the All-Merciful.

Heyooo there!

So, I survived my dastardly long work week with a jump shift in the middle of it!

Well done, Huda!

Yup, I decided that my new workplace should address me as Huda because nobody is called ‘Huda’ there. Hahaha!

I received very encouraging feedback about my work performance throughout the week, which is very nice! ^_^

I’m really enjoying the vibes on level 1 of my workplace, where I’m situated at. Level 2’s vibes ain’t for me and to a certain extent, I think I simply invoke frustration in the superiors there. So I am really grateful to be in an environment that suits me. Don’t get me wrong; level 1 superiors are still firm and uphold standards but I find that they have more of the human touch.

Just don’t take advantage of their kindness.

And they emphasised on the importance of each and every individual putting in 100% because they find it unfair that the reliable ones are loaded with more work in order to pull the weight of those who only put in 50%.

That was one of my biggest issues with my previous workplace. The reliable ones get piled with more and more work while those who kept saying “I don’t know” and “I don’t want” always get away with it and earn the same Staff Appraisal Review grade as those who put in the shift.

So to have that kind of mentality at my new workplace… is very much welcomed for me.

I know I said I’d like to keep up my writing consistency but hey man, working long hours while standing throughout and commuting while standing throughout does take a toll on one’s body.

Even my mom got to witness how swollen my feet were this morning. I gave up and tried using the Watsons’ feet hydrotherapy machine thingy but my feet still hurt a bunch right now as I’m typing this at 7.30pm plus.

Hais.

Anyway, I begged the family to buy me a comfy pair of covered black shoes for my birthday this month. Trololol. I cannot take it anymore!

I am turning 28 on the 25th August. I don’t quite know what to feel about it because I’ve been wanting to completely ignore it…because I didn’t really see the cause of celebration for it.

However, right now, since I am in a good headspace and heartspace, I feel like having a ’28’ challenge.

Let’s just call it The 28 challenge. Hahaha! How creative! Basically, 28 things I want to do as a 28-year-old before I turn 29. HAHAHA!

The 28

  1. Read 28 books out of the ones listed in the 2017 Reading Challenge by POPSUGAR.
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  2. Create 28 designs for Street MOB Clothing.
  3. Write 28 songs for Rubber Bandits.
  4. Achieve 28 sales for Street MOB Clothing.
  5. Write 28 articles for publications.
  6. Watch 28 films.
  7. Watch 28 television series.
  8. Listen to 28 songs I have never heard before.
  9. Exercise for 28 days.
  10. Go on 28 documented dates with le fiance.
  11. Wish 28 people a ‘Happy Birthday’.
  12. Write 28 letters to le fiance.
  13. Draw 28 portraits.
  14. Create 28 hand-lettering works.
  15. Present a photography collection of 28 photographs.
  16. Present a fashion collection of 28 looks.
  17. Produce 28 vlogs.
  18. Cook 28 dishes.
  19. Bake 28 pastries.
  20. Achieve $28 in savings.
  21. Visit 28 cafes.
  22. Watch 28 music videos I have never watched before.
  23. Watch 28 documentaries.
  24. Learn 28 new words in Bahasa Indonesia, Mandarin, and Tagalog respectively.
  25. Learn 28 new phrases in Bahasa Indonesia, Mandarin, and Tagalog respectively.
  26. Learn 28 new sentences in Bahasa Indonesia, Mandarin, and Tagalog respectively.
  27. Memorise 28 verses of the Quran and the meanings attached.
  28. Sing and record 28 covers.

There we go! Now that should be fun!

And Allah is Ash-Shakur, the Grateful. – MM

 

I Ramble: 2 August 2017

In the name of Allah, the All-Compassionate, the All-Merciful.

Today, I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. Yesterday was the first day I experienced Shop Floor (SF) duties. Now I feel like crap already. Hahahaha! The good thing is that I’m starting late today at 12.30pm but I end at 11pm. The bad thing is that I’m starting early tomorrow at 8am. You see the very small time window I have before I start work in the morning? But the good news is that I end an hour earlier tomorrow, at 5.30pm instead of the usual 6.30pm. The day after tomorrow, I will be working from 12.30pm to 11pm again. But then the bad news is I’m working straight to the weekend, with my next off day falling on this Sunday.

Ah, my body. Help. T_T

And Allah is Ar-Rahman, the All-Compassionate. – MM

I Write: My Ache (Original Lyrical Idea)

My feet ache
But not as bad as my heart
Plunged into the abyss
Waiting to hit the bottom end

My head spins
But not as dizzying as your games
Rotating on wheels
Creaking sounds of carousel

Round, round, round we go
When we stop, nobody knows

And so it turns
The wheel of life
Hoping it will bring me somewhere
I realise
We are so full of despair
The only thing we have is air

My hands hurt
From the bites of the cold
But not as cold
As your heart

My heart burns
From the flames of your lies
Screeching tyres
I gotta burn some rubber out of here

Round, round, round they go
Where they stop, nobody knows

And so it turns
The wheel of life
Hoping it will bring me somewhere
I realise
We are so full of despair
That even the day is
As dark as the winter night
I hold a light to your face
But you erased my name

The only thing we have is air
The only thing we have is air
To breathe
But we never know if we do live

And so it turns
The wheel of life
Hoping it will bring me somewhere
I realise
We are so full of despair
The only thing we have is air

And so it turns
The wheel of life
Hoping it will bring me somewhere
I realise
We are so full of despair
That even the day is
As dark as the winter night

The only thing I have is you
But you erased me