May 28th, 2007
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28 May 2007
A3-T7-U1, Putrajaya
It runs in the family…
Mum always says that I am so much more resembled of my father. Be it the way I talk, work and how friends matter more than family, sometimes. Well, I think I couldn’t agree more. I remembered one night, when I was about 9 or 10 years old, we were on our way to my grandparent’s home which is about 30 minutes drive from our home, when a father’s friend stopped our car and told my father that another friend is sick at home. So, instead of continuing the journey, my father chose to leave us (mum, me, brothers) at a mini market and went to fetch the friend to bring him to a nearby clinic. We reached grandparent’s home later that night.
This likely situations happen to me all the time. When I was doing my matriculation in Penang, my friend’s home always be the prime destination. Considering that my home is about 1 hour drive from the bus terminal, I chose to spend most of my first day’s break at friend’s. Usually, it was Nas’s. Well, when I first introduce Nas’s father to my father, I was shocked that my father knew Nas father very well, well, apparently they came from the same village. What a small world!
Now when I work here, Aimi’s mother seems to know my father. (Yes, they came from the same village).
More surprise happened when I spent a night at Aimi’s grandparent’s in Kuantan last Saturday. I was kind of remembering something familiar about the village (where Aimi’s grandparents stay)…and when I saw the signboard, I knew that I’ve been there before. It’s where my grandfather’s brothers live. And of course, Aimi ‘s grandfather knew them. Again, what a small world!
I think I am making some network without even realizing it. (I know more friends are making bigger networks here) But, coming from a simple family, (not as well known, as Aimi’s and Nas’s) I am glad to know that my family members had made some networks, and I think I have to establish this network.
To maintain this network, I will have to be more aware of my behaviour. See, people loves to chat about our attitude. Luckily my father and Nas’s are in a group of sporting father. (Our secret were broken : My father knew about the trip we made (8 of us) to Ferringhi during our dark ages…well, yes, through Nas’s father)..
Hmm… Being in this job circles, I knew more people, and we were taught to be known to people. And we were also taught the importance of knowing so much people. It is to create network. Luckily, I can walk around Putrajaya and wave my hand at least 2 times. Yes, I see those faces that I am familiar with. But it’s not helping when we are out with someone private. Yes, my friends face this incident many many times. As always, it was me who tend to be the third person. Haha. (I am sorry friends)
I don’t know how I am doing. Some people may see me as a social person. Some think I am not happening enough. Some think I am outgoing. Some say I am a psycho. Well, it’s for them to judge. As far as I think I am comfortable with myself, then I am o.k. I am happy with myself. At least I try to always be happy.
I was in Cherating last week, for the most awaited induction course. That was fun! I met and made lots of friends (and maybe admirers too, haha)..Thanks to the Career Development Unit for speeding a step to my confirmation! Thanks to Harimau members, that were: Arshad, Azrul, Naem, Fadzli, Lan, Nadzri, Koh, Murni and Farisha…you guys rock!
Uhmm…there’s an incident happen when I was undergoing my induction course. That happened on the very first day. I was allowing myself to grief for a while, but as I was about to drift away, friends started asking. Well, to those who see me as a happy person, one moment I was silence is like one hour of punishment. So, well, I had to chase all those blues away. Surprisingly, when I had some moment to myself, I found out that I couldn’t cry anymore. I think all the tears had gone with the laughter that I tried to create. Anyway, thank God I can overcome those sad feeling.
It was all or nothing. Nothing for me, apparently.
Hmm…anyway, with the 15% rise of the salary, many plans had to be altered. Well, I think I am in need of some luck here.
Sunday and Saturday seems to be my Pahang Day! Was there to free our mind (me, oren and paris). And to attend our friend’s wedding. Congratulation Aini.
Ops! Congratulations to my abang Zaha…and Beth…May you all be blessed and blissfully happy.
Okay. Guess that’s to wrap up all that happened for past week. Master!