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!

you barely knew me.

It had been a rough patch lately. Conflict by conflict keeps on coming which are hard to for me to handle because it involved the people I’m close with. It is sad to see how a friendship is valued through an event of mistakes done by a certain people. Its very heart wrenching especially when you are not in the intention of having even a tiny bit conversation with people that you used to share you thoughts and feeling before.

So, the final weeks of campus life should consist of few memorable moments that you wish you will remember till the end of your life. The friends, the things friends do together and all the sweet things that you and your friends shared throughout the journey of being a student. But the final weeks for me here in the campus are a lot less than what I expected. Plus, it was indeed the things I would like to erase soon after it happened. Enough with the conflict that I had with my bestfriend couples months ago, and others has no right to judge me through what he said through the blog because simply you guys just know me. Barely know who I really am. I did that not because of jealousy or whatever, it just I think I know whats the best for him.

I think it is a mistake to post several picture of me with a friend of mine that night. I was so boring as I had to designed my own layout for the newsletter and at the same time incharged in the editor’s desk. Too many things to handle at once and less resting time which can result in depression. Come back to the pictures I posted on Facebook, they were caught through the webcam of my laptop. It was us two just goofing around try to kill the boredom but few friends of mine beg the differ. They started to post some comments that I thought were funny at first but it get little annoying as others also try to make up things that aren’t real. And there was one comment that really bugs me off and it kinda reignite the conflict that I had with my bff. And I said you guys knew me for 2 years and you guys have no right to judge me.

So I was pissed off that night as they kept on teasing me like its some kind of jokes or something. Come on, if my facebook account is private to everyone I would not mind but what they posted can be seen by my 531 friends in the Fb’s friendlist. And I guess that was the most childish and immature things to do to your friends. The worst thing is they did not regret of what they did to me. Soon after I posted my status and express how disappointed and pissed off I was that night then they try to tell me that they are joking. And they text me telling that they had been teased a lot worst than what they did to me. WTF! I mean eventhough you’d been teased a lot worst than mine but it does not mean that you can tease me like that. I just don’t see the connection. It just does not make any sense at all. And yeah there was no “sorry” in their text too.

I wasn’t finish with my work that night, so as part of the editorial board that night, we continued our work at this restaurant. And they came with I think no regret at all and it just really makes me even madder! So I spent that night at the girl’s house so does few night after that. I know its wrong, but I guess it is the simple way for m to dodge them so I wont have to see them. Later that morning, I cried to see few pictures were posted on this one guy FB wall. The pictures were the so called controversial pictures with their comment below it. I guess this one girl print screen it and post it as they want to prove it as evidences for their little game of CSI that night. I was just in awe seriously.

So the sayings were true. “by the end of the semester you will see who are your true friends” and “a secret will lead to another secret”. These sayings simply happened to me at the moment. And hearing what they said behind me all awhile from others, just really make me sad and mad at the same time. I just don’t believe that people I thought were my friends would said things like that about me because honestly, I never talk trash about them to anyone. It just don’t feel right. I wonder how certain people like to talk about my personal life and comment every action that I do. It seem like he try to make me look bad and at the same time kill the reputation of mine. My friend said that he talked about me all the time whenever I’m not around. It just so high school drama. Are you jealous of me or what? Because I don’t think an older person than me would do that because I think he’s a lot wiser in term of experience but I was wrong. So, SHE was right. He’s the reason of me and HER had a problem during the semester 3 break. He spread the rumor about me to others and made HER cried. I just don’t understand why he is so into my personal life like there is nothing else to do. Come on dude, get a life or maybe exercise. It would do you good rather than just lay there on your bed and talk trash about me.

After the incident, most of my friends told me that I was too kind. Too kind to them that made them step on me. That is probably right. I have this soft spot when it comes to friends. I just rather hurt myself than hurting my friends. Afterall, they are friends. People whom you close with. But when the limitation is cross and they went way out of line than I guess it’s a war. Don’t blame others when the truth really comes out. No one influenced me, it just you open my eyes of who you really are. You should not be mad of what I said if its true. I don’t care afterall. Its not worth to grief on.

Well guys I will forgive you. EVENTUALLY. Not now because I just feel that you guys don’t really mean it. I was kind of joke to you guys. And I’m not hip enough to be part of your circle of friends. Good luck in finding more friends to be in your circle because I’d pass. :D it is not about taking side, it is more about how honest your friendship is.

Mr. syAEr_dEAn

p/s: she replied my on facebook chat and said “I never hate you”. How happy I was at that time. at least there is a good news for me.

Chapter 148: Pakat Mai Sini.

my latest picture!

I'm still clueless on my relationship status with HER. and its killing me to see HER everytime at either in the class or at the cafe. I'm dying slowly. plus the tension is worsening! I almost lose it earlier this week and i went home last tuesday to see my mum because i miss my mum so much and i still do right now. I'm glad that my mum understand me and it such a relieved to see her radiance face like she got this anesthesia or something that can calm me down.

last week, me and my classmates went to Penang for a field trip. and it was awesome though some rumors flew around bout me getting closer to this one person. well, let me tell you, we are FRIENDS! nothing more or less than that.

the trip was fun but the bus riding with my fellow classmates is what I'm most anticipated about. all the chaotic-ness and noisy-ness in the bus really makes me forget bout the things i left in Shah Alam. the main purpose of this field trip is to visit the Fishery Research Institute in Batu Maung, Penang. We are required to ask as many question from the people at the FRI to do an article for the Science and Technology Writing subjects. and i chose the Harmful Algal Bloom as the title of my article.

Day 1

infront of our hotel. 1926 Heritage Hotel

in our room. Arashy, Azlee, Syafil and I shared a room.

Day 2

Azlee, Wendy and Me waiting for the bus to FRI Batu Maung.

up: at FRI hearing the lecture. down: Giant Ikan Kerapu.

me inquiring about the Alexandrium (toxin algae)

at our last night dinner.

up: wendy, anna, syafil and me at batu ferighi. down: at sunset bistro. love the environment!

Day 3

haziq, anna, azlee, me, fard and ganu waiting for the ferry. (i'm sweating heavily LOL)

ferry!

up: the panaromic view of Penang. down: aeina and me.

last Sunday, one of my friend, Ina organize an open house at her house in Rawang. approximately about 7 cars of our classmates went to her house. It was awesome. and forget to mention that Zul, my mum's foster son went along. :D

up: the arrival of little rascal. down: rebut kambing panggang! chaotic gile!

fard with his performance~

last 29th September is the birthday of Shahida Hangol, one of my dearest friends, the fab five member. she went brawling soon after she got the surprise. It does made others teared up too. how touching it was. :D

shida with happy tears :D

anyway this is Anna's attempt to imitate the kit kat's commercial. :D

Mr. syAEr_dEAn

p/s: no text from HER. it has been about two weeks already. sigh~ :(

Chapter 147: caught completely off guard.

latest picture of me.

I havent updated my blog for quite sometime. it just i know what to write about but finally i bow to the request of my friends who wanted to know what had happened after the last time i update my blog. well lots been happening. where to start eyh?

well the title of this post really dedicated to someone im closed with. well, used to. I'm very surprised that caught that person is with someone else and not telling me. how terrible is that? well the best part is I attacked while they are dating and it makes me really satisfied. and that person? well that person had nothing to say and doesnt blink for quite long. i caught that person completely off guard. served you right!

me and HER. hmm. i really dont know what to say. it kinda feels like we are in a boat that sailed on a unpredicted ocean. we did sailed on it before but it seems like the tsunami strucked and left us wondering what to do next. it felt like SHE left me hanging without anything to grab on. and it suck i tell you. i really dont know how long can i survive in this thing. but surely I would never forget HER and will always love HER for the rest of my life.

anyway on the 2nd september i involved in an accident. Marcos was hit by a reckless driver of Waja. and the worst part is he didnt admit that he was wrong. after the accident, the driver's brother and few of his friends went to the scene and what goes in my mind is i want to talk and tolerate but they are so stupid to not wanted to be responsible of the accident and reluctant to go to the police station for the report. F**K you! so i reported it myself. it happened a day before i went back to melaka for raya.

if you ever saw this car burn it for me please.

i cut my hair again. :D from daniel merriweather-ish to mawi-ish. hoho.

before. after.

Raya's eve was fun. i like the things that my family do during the raya eve. i even bake 2 cakes. i hang those curtains. help my mum in the kitchen. help my dad painted the gate and others but the actual raya wasnt that fun. maybe its a sign that I'm getting old. sigh~

i baked this two cake. volcano choc cake with hersheys nougat and butter cake.

my family during 1st raya.

my relatives. :D

during the raya break, i went out pretty often with my BFF, Basit and my other friend, Edi. we hang out a lot during the night and went back early in the morning. and you know what? ever been to A'famosa fortress? yeah we lepak at there exactly on the canon infront of it. hoho.

at A'famosa during wee hour. (i brought my sister along at this time)

i spent a lot on eating lately. but it all worthed. plus, i ate with my best friends. it just couldnt get any better than that. :D

ucop and I at Italiannies. I had roasted chicken with balsamic glaze and cheese pizza.

at Ikea. meatball-ing with nora, izie, anna, ucop, basit and azlee. :D

ucop's fav pastime. kerusi urut. haha.

anyway, remeber the early post when me and my friends went for the Celio's party? well, our picture end up being featured on the september issue of August Man. how cool is that? haha.

its me. i'm so excited. huu~

Mr. syAEr_dEAn

p/s: havent received lots of sms from HER. :(