Chapter 152: He heard me.

Hey, we meet again. Been busy with job hunting and stuff and yeah, finally I am done with my study. I’m officially a fresh graduate of Bachelor Of Mass Communication (Journalism) class 2008-2011 from Universiti Teknologi Mara Shah Alam. Can’t wait for my convocation this coming October.

Anyway, speaking of job hunting, I’d gone balastic since most of my friends had jobs and I’m still waiting for miracle to happen by doing nothing at home. What a loser! So, it struck me hard as I’m trying to replace the camera that I’d lost last june. And it all started by me applying job as replacement teacher in Melaka.

I was thinking living with my parents would be the best decision to make as all of my siblings had gone out from my parent’s house. My eldest sister had her family on her own and had moved out since 2002, my elder brother gone for job since 2005 and currently my younger sister gone to further her studies in Aswara last month. So, its better for me to stay home and accompany them but there weren’t lot of jobs in my field of studies in Melaka so I went to KL valley. The melting pot of any kind of jobs (not to mention those culprits who fake a job- poor shida). And I guess its my time to go by my own.

I’m not keen to taking charge of everything by my own since I got people to turn to if I got problem in doing things almost throughout my life. If my car broke down, my dad and brother would take care of it and if I’m lost on what classes that I want to take, well I got my friends to make the decision with me. With me not for me. Theres a good friend of mine that always remind me on being determine in making choices. “Afterall the decison you make will somehow affect you in many sorts of ways” he said. The experiences he gained by being determined wows me. How i wish I can be that determined. This shows at my suckiest love life I had since SHE left last december.

Anyway, back to job hunting. I had my first real job interview last two weeks ago (well, its my second since the first one doesnt count as I wasn’t serious about it). An event planning company was seeking for a right candidate to be their Event Executive and I knew the news from my friend. She post it on her FB wall. So, i sent my resume and they called me for an interview a week after. It went great. It was informal interview and the bosses were very friendly and open-minded. What comes to mind at that moment time was “lady boss is fun!”. Way different than what i had in mind before. So, I’d gone home right after that and got a text massage from Karangkraf. They called me for an interview. 2 days after that, the evebt planning company called an I got that job. Darn!

Lets go back to 2 weeks before. I was hanging out alone at a kopitam in Tangkak. Applying as many jobs as I can and most of it does not related to my study. Marketing and PR were the field I applied the most. And right before I left, I renew my resume in karangkraf website and applied for the magazine journalist job. And that exactly the job i was interviewed last week. Met my classmate, farhan and another faculty-mate of mine and they went there for the same reason as I was. I’m the third one to be interviewed after both of my friends and it went awesome! It turns out they are searching for two journalists for Yezz! And Libur magazine.

I was dodging the call from the event planning company as I was hoping that I got the job at Karangkraf. Lots of things came to my mind as salary and place I’ll be living play big part in my decision making. I got no respond from Karangkraf a day after the interview. Then its two days, three days and on the fifth day, still no respond and they told me they want the journalist to start on 1 august. So I called the event planning company and said I accepted the job they offered and they want me to come on Wednesday. I went back to Melaka and packed my things as I am ready to embark new life as an Event Executive. Went to KL back and as I was accompanying my friend shopping at Chow Kit, a call came in. 03-5101****. The same 4 first digit number I missed a day before. So, I answered. A guy’s voice asking for my name. I thought it was my brother tried to pranked me, so I cursed the person on the phone. He was so kind he actually explained that he’s from karangkraf and not my brother. My face turned red. And yes I’m happy. I immediately said yes and they want me to come to their office on next Monday morning. LOL.

So there you go. My story of how I’m getting the job as a Magazine Journalist of Libur starting next week. Most of my closest family members and friends said its the rezeki of Ramadhan month and i couldnt agree more. My prayers were heard from the Most Merciful and The Greatest Allah s.w.t. it shows on how most that I asked for on my last sujud of every prayer were granted by Him. This includes those prayers for my friend, Nairul, whose life are back on track.

I just want to say, Believe In Allah. He heard you. And you can always turn to Him for anything. :D

Mr. syAEr_dEAn

p/s: you’re the first one to know the news of me getting the job. Before my parents. :D

Chapter 151: A Perfect Fit!

me chilling at Terengganu.

hello again creatures. its has been awhile hasnt it. sorry I was busy with, nothing actually. I'm a whole lot more happier lately. i started a relationship. a new one for me. a different chapter with a new person. well, just want to say hopefully this one last. and I'm gonna say briefly bout that person.

so, another shoe to fit in (as a lover) after i left the shoes as MHI's journalist way deep in the shoe rack which gonna be covered with dust and termites. next on the line are shoes as a consultant (my younger sister about to further her studies, she needs my advices), shoes as son (repay my parents), and lots to come.

speaking of shoes, I was among the press who followed a superbike convoy (a campaign on mobile) called Jelajah 1Malaysia ke 3 Kami Prihatin 'Membanteras Pembuangan Bayi' 2011. well another shoes to fit in. a journalist cum photographer. overall it was quite an experienced. another one goes into my resume.

Linda Onn on her bike and Fauziah Latiff on the right.

the convoy on their way to tasik banding, Gerik, Perak.

while travelling across Malaysia, I saw lots of well, yes shoes (I'm a shoe addict). different shoes for the different type of occasions and purpose. here some of them I snap with my camera.

both items are own by a single owner. this dude is LV fetish! haha

these biker's shoes belong to a married couple. how sweet to ride a superbike with someone you love. (would like to do the same)

two tone brogue owned by a lecturer from Kelantan.

this one owned by a lady biker from KL. I envy her biceps and she can do a split too. darn!

and speaking of shoes again, I got my own brand new pair of sneakers. my birthday present for myself (sounds like a loser eyh? sorta like Usop Wilcha from kak limah who bought himself a birthday cake) among other things i bought for pleasure. gosh, how can i stop spending?

Zara's salmon colored sneakers (in the box), Bodyshop's Maca Root Face Protector for men, spiced vanilla lip butter and Mark&Spencer's digestive Choc Biscuit (all time fav!)

some of my ever expanding shoes collection.

anyway, thinking of having job now. that's my priority at the moment. aside from Kiki.

Mr. syAEr_dEAn

p/s: "lalalala.." Kiki always text me that when the topic got out of hands. :D

Chapter 150: My journey stops here.

my latest pic. :D

The title might be boring but to me it does works on certain people. The result may vary but who cares? And yeah that what I’d been doing by not posting any entry for the past, like 6 months right? Is it? It had been that long since the last post? Darn time do travel in the speed of light these days. Sigh~

Anyway, today is my last day as an intern journalist. Though it wasnt my kinda place of interest to do an internship but still it gave me more experience than the subject required. I’d been the highest up and the lowest down in moulding a perfect a piece of art (in my field its an article) but I enjoyed every second of it. And yeah the editors frequently praised me infront of the other MHI’s journalist for my good writing but there’s no one in this world i would like to thank for except all of my lecturers (not you Z) and fellow reporters not in particular (not to mention writing is in my blood- LOL).

The people of Melaka Hari Ini, I’m glad that I’d met you guys throughout this journey. First and foremost, Dhamirah Atiqah Mohd Norzin (I called her Atiq). You had been the most closest friend from MHI. Thanks for always lepak-ing with me, going to the assignments with me and sharing all the great moment with the most chatty guy in the office. Suraya, well I just knew you but we were like friends since forever and I’m sorry if you are not comfortable having me around (Atiq bgtau ak weh, betol ke?) but seriously, you are awesome and very great person to talk to. And others En. Misrom (gulp!), En. Lan, Kak Ju, Kak Zila (she’s with sinar now), Kak Wahida (the most naive girl), Abg Bad (sorry my shades arent for sale), ain, the DTP crew, Kak Shasha (thanks for always photostate my punch card), Kak Add & Kak Hel (my financial provider) and not to mention, the BIG BOSS, Mr Ishak, YOU GUYS ROCK! HARD!

Atiq and Su

the DTP crew.

My lecturers used to warn us the students not to ever mention that we are the intern during the internship period. Its kinda like taboo as there will be people underestamating especially the seniors but that doesnt happen throughout my internship period. I’m happy that my editors have faith in me in covering those big events and not doubting (though I was scolded so bad once, damn you WYF) in the work I’d done all this while. And other press are very helpful (goes to non-malays press-1Malaysia) and yes I’m so gonna miss you guys. Ain from Metro, thanx for being such a great pal to me. Though I might seem like a jackass during the first time we’d met. And yeah, Mr Hafiz Putra (En Hottie) the PRO of Petronas, I’m so glad dealing with you. How come we never actually talk at the faculty but now we are close (don’t we?)

cik ain Metro (sori ak mik pic dr FB)

I had been to a series of great assignments. From rubbing my shoulder with Schumacher to witnessing the victory of Roslan Ahmad as the new ADUN for Merlimau, I’d been there. And yes sometimes I do felt timid amongst other national newspaper, but I’m doing my job. Completing and delivering news to the mass (MHI circulation isnt that bad).

roseberg and schumi. :) (credit to hafiz putra, he's the main reason i can meet them).

Merlimau's election

It has been the greatest cruise with the people in MHI and I couldn’t ask for more. I wish MHI the best in delivering news to the masses and the world and keep on being the No. 1 daily state newspaper!

I Heart MHI!

Mr. syAEr_dEAn

p/s: guys do check out MHI k? We are great! Trust me!