Saturday, April 5, 2014


I have been sick for almost a week, not almost, I think more than a week since last Thursday. I was having trouble sleeping and was burning up every night. I even played badminton, so that I could sweat out. Unfortunately, I got worst. On Sunday, I dragged my feet and drove myself to the clinic, the doctor gave me medication which causes drowsiness, and it was not helping because I wasn't able to do anything but just to sleep the whole day. Day by day, my cough was getting worst, I lost my appetite to eat, and I wasn't able to concentrate on work and even my proposal (my supervisor is so unhappy). Last two days, while having lunch which my "brother" I heard a small "pop" in my right ear, which almost made me blackout, all I know is that all around me was spinning, I can't even stand. Once I regained my balance, I went to doctor, and was told that I have inflammation in my ear due to fever. Two doctors in a week.

Yesterday, I made a decision, to just go back home to Seremban. Yesterday and last night were the best two days of my week being sick. My mum cooked because she said that I looked like I haven't eaten for a while, and I heard the voice of my sister gossiping away in the middle of the night while I was almost dozed off on the sofa. Up to this morning I am still unwell, but home is where the heart is, and I can even feel that my ear is getting better as well as my morale. 

That was the best decision ever, because there is no place like home. 

Friday, March 28, 2014

Wednesday, March 5, 2014


I just got smack back to reality. seems I am losing control of everything, my study and my work. The demand from my client is overwhelming, and the expectation of my lecturer is weighing hard on me. I need to sit back and start planning, dates & datelines, schedule and all. I need to sacrifice something.


My dad cooked today. He prepared "cakoi" as an attempt for him to start his small business.

My dad  : "Takpe, I know how to make it...." (my mum offered to help)
My mum : "Yelah"

Once they (cakoi) were ready and served;

My mum : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...Macam biskut lutut but a bit soft.
My dad  : "Yelah"

Some of the "cakoi" were a bit deformed and out of shape - my mum acted out like a ninja, and pretended that the "cakoi" was a ninja star and she even pretended that they were x-ray goggle.

All this happen at the dinner table.

My dad's reaction - he burst out laughing as well.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Why it is so hard....

What am I doing up so late? Because I have a presentation that need to be completed and presented in class (I am not so ready). Since last week I have been in N9, despite my mum's cooking keeping me occupied, I end up becoming so lazy and anti social again. Just sitting in front of my laptop contemplating which work to be completed first. 
However this is not the reason for me writing this entry; the reason is to seek answer for the question, "Why is it so hard for someone to give me a straight answer?" I guess the concept "menjaga hati' is still at play or, just a game of hard to get. I have been trying to get a date for an event this Saturday, not for any devious reason, just to keep me company when driving, and so that I have someone to talk to if I find myself in an awkward situation (I have issue of not being everyone's cup of tea or I would just play dumb and let people make fun of me), yet a YES is far from reality. *Sigh*

I know I should not be sighing because of this and focus on work, like the cover photo on my facebook stated;


Monday, March 3, 2014

Fire!Fire! Burning Bright


It occurred this morning. 
I even can feel the intense heat of the fire as I passed by.

Monday Blues

I sent my sister to work today because I made plan to study at the library, before meeting my client late this evening. Unfortunately,I realized that I didn't bring my ID badge.  I called home, and asked my mum if she seen my badge;

Naz  : "Mak, nampak badge upm orang tak?"
Mak : "Ada..kan mak dah cakap...nag..nag..nag....nag...nag...nag"
Naz  : "Ok, bye"

After the conversation, I decided to go back home and take my ID badge. I know that my mum is going to make a big fuss of my absent mindedness. I knocked on the door, and my mum opened it. She has the "I told you to check" stare, and out of the blue...

Mak  : "Bang!Bang!Bang! (along with her hand gesture mimicking a gun)
Naz   : (Gave my mum a blur look) then aduh! kena tembak!!!!!!!

We looked at each other then burst out laughing. - The weirdest Monday blues ever.