Thursday, December 14
Well, I have an emcee speech to be done before emph tomorrow. Now, the office hour nearly ends. My computer watch display 5.30pm, yet, I still wanna post this entry.
An entry about kedekut and kaya.
Having to articulate these 2 words, the figure of '$' will always pop in my mind. As this symbol reflect those 2 situations, kedekut and kaya. When an individual display a calculative manners, erm.. money wise or even action wise, the tendency of labelling him/her as kedekut is high. And on the other hand, when a person, with his or her warmth in showing empathy, lending their shoulder to cry on or even being generous in offering help, will always be tagged as a kaya or much precise phrase, murah hati.
What a person do or act today might be due to his past. Well, he might be used to a 'kiasu' kinda surrounding during childhood or maybe during his 'career'-hood. And that might be the reason for him displaying such attitude. Being calculative is not wrong, a friend used to say. Yep she's correct, as the calculative person did nothing to harm people, he wasn't being sarcastics neither did he stab someone's back nor did he be rude. He just simply act as a super power human who seems to be very very good with the so called calculator.
As I grow up, I saw that being kaya is not only about owing huge amount of $$$$. Well, literally, if A has $1 million and I only have acouple of $ in my account, of course la A is kaya than me. But my point here is that, kaya can be define very broadly. Yesterday, I went to my neighbour's house, upon being called for a dinner (hehe, my hubby and me was just planning to dine out as I have no mood to cook). The neighbour made a simple mee kuah, mee with a lil' daging and sawi. But, he invited as much as the whole block. (about 5-7 houses in the block). A guest said, in his jovial tone that he was never starve since he moved in this block, thanking the tuan rumah for the lovely, frequent makan2 kinda thing. The tuan rumah simply smile as he wasn't someone with awealthy background. He is a technician with 7 children. yet, he seems to spend a lot on these makan2 gathering. One situation wchih I catogerized as kaya. Kaya makanan.
Being kaya or kedekut is a choice. You can be kaya senyum, kedekut kertas printing, kaya ilmu, kedekut tenaga, kaya akal or even kedekut kertas speech.
hehe I simply have dis entry as I have no idea how to begin this emcee speech. The 'experienced' person seems a lil' too preserve with his teks. heh.
Thursday, December 7
Wow, it's already December. December 2006. December has always be a month to remember. why?... My birthday in on 29th December, 6th December 1993 is da first day of school (first time masuk asrama), 6th December 2004 is da first day of meeting my husband (reported duty in d previous company). And dis year's December, hmm... another event is about to come. hehe.
It's just around d corner hehe. Excited as ever, yet jitters are still poping in most of d time. Everyone shares their labor experience, none were exactly the same. But one thing in common is that the exhilaration upon the first touch on d baby. Having to cuddle and welcome the baby to dis new world, to dis new family, to dis new mommy and daddy. hehe. Hmm, mengujakan. Nevertheless, there are as well stories of complications during labor which just could happen anywhere, anytime. uh.
So far, I've completed the tasks as planned earlier. The latest was a meeting minute. This is my first minute since working here. There are a couple of available format in d database system, but I then chose the one which was used in my previous company. The one used by my hubby, back then was my senior. Preparing the minute, moreover for the first meeting, always a time consuming, for me. Yestreday, it took me 3 hours to prepare the minute for a 2 hour meeting held a day before. The hardest part is to compose proper sentences from a messy minute taking note. hehe salah sendiri la kan.
Taking note during a meeting also require certain skills which I never ever good at. I remember attending a meeting, my first formal meeting with d director, head of department and senior colleagues 2 years ago. All I ever joted in dat 4 hours meeting was a 2 page note, which was only 20% of the infromation given when compared to the other senior colleagues. I later discovered the importance to stay alert moreover to the speaker who doesn't articulate the information clearly. These are those story teller, who loves playing around with words before coming to the point.
However, as time passes by, I kinda built an interest in writing minutes and reports. I'm no good at it, but, I just love doing it. hehe It all started with an admiration towards my husband's work, back then, when he uses to work in front of computer. Now, he's more into physical kinda job. Anyway, his reports and minutes were simple, yet covers all the information, and for that reason, he used to be the reference in d office. At first, I thought writing is simple, you listen, then you jot, then you write back what you jot. But, naaa, it's not dat easy because, you won't be listening what you NEED to write, because a report / minute is a summary of what was being uttered/attended/listened. In order to do so, you need to absorbed the whole idea of the speaker, then process it (in your brain), then jot the important points, before it all vanished as time passes by. And this all need to be executed within seconds. It'll become more challenging when you need to report a technical matter to a non-technical meeting board. I hope one day I could be able to master in this report/minute writting.
Came back from d rutine antinatal check-up. Everything was is normal condition, fetal's position, HB, urine and blood presure reading. Cumanya, lately I kinda developed a symptom of insomnia hehe. Not dat bad, infact not imsomnia pun, it's just difficulities to sleep at night. The weather feels kinda hot, eventhough the temperature is normal. Sweating throughout the night, something which I rarely experience before. The midwives assume this as a normal scenario.
Sometimes, I miss my sports life. I miss playing netball, volleyball and most of all, I miss the pool, swimming pool. I'm halting all these experience due to lack of facilities. The first thing I plan to do after the confinement period, Insyaalah is to swim (sebab mas tu rasa2nya ada kat penang). I have yet to discover nice pool here. There's one near my hubby's plantation area, It's a small pool, buat nak rendam2 okla hehe.
hmm gotta finish another report. resume later.
To all, in case, I haven't had d chance to update blog before my due date, forgive for all my wrong doings, harsh words ke, never I ever plan to do direct or indirectly --> translate dari peribahasa melayu. wrong doings - salah laku, harsh words - terkasar bahasa. hehehe
pray for my labor ok hehe...
Wassalam.
