Wow it surely had been a while...

Nothing much has changed in my life. We changed president, we are still trying to get use to the fall back time and I am getting almost close to getting used to drive in the dark with the morons who cant drive in the dark!

Business has been slow...but I learned now, when the month starts off slow, it will take off in the 2nd half of the month. Allah always rescues me in the end.

2 nights ago, I dreamed that I asked Kakak Mas to cook 2 cups of rice. After 20 minutes, thinking that the rice could have been cooked, I opened the rice cooker and it was filled with puffy white rice, filled to the brim. Could be a good sign? Rezeki? I dont know, InsyaAllah.

Gotta thank my husband for buying me a Coach Wallet last night. Aheem, I had to fight hard for it. Yes, we fought over it cos I was rolling on the floor throwing fits saying that I WANT THAT WALLET hehehe. Not that it costs so much to burn a hole in my pocket. He was just being an a*s about it.

In the meantime, I am waiting for my boots to arrive by mail. Cant wait!!!

So I have learned, things do not go my way as I would like all the time. Hmm...I thought I have learned that many years ago already?

Thank you for your IM and emails. Some I tak sempat jawab. I am okay...really I am.

Here's prove that I am still alive...taken on Halloween.

Abang Matt will be 16 in 7 days. Yaya will be 2 in 4+ weeks. My wish for my kids? I wish they know that Ibu thinks the world of them and loves them to death!

And life moves on...
Sorrow one day and happy the next. I have to do that keep myself sane. I know I have people around me who relies on my positive energy.

I have a wish. To have my son here soon. Things have been in a disarray lately. Something happened and my son's intention to come visit SF was 'sidetracked'. It was noone's fault...noone's at all. Maybe we all tried too hard to make things better but it turned out to be otherwise.

I have been coaxing my son...to come see me. I miss him so so much that it hurts. It hurts everyday from the fact that he is away from me. Everyday it hurts. I have never seen all my 3 kids in front of me.

I did my second coaxing already. I would do the third and fourth whatever I can do to let him know that ibu wants to see him badly.

All I can do is hope and pray to Allah, for Him to show me my son soon.

But you know, if he really is not coming soon, I will still love him no matter what.

I keep telling myself
That things will be okay...
It will be okay
But.....................

I am not sure now
I try and I try
I save everyone's feelings
But....................what about my own feelings?

I protect, I am sensitive, I forgive,
But does anyone care how I feel?
Or are their feelings more important than mine?


I would do anything for the ones I love
Would they do the same for me? For my sake?
Or are their feelings more important than mine?

Do I really matter?

Sigh......I do not know

Is this going to be a 'venting' blog entry? I really dont know.

Past weeks had been a daze to me. From trying to keep the whole family back to the pink of health to trying to make my numbers in this slow economy.

At the same time, I had a fallout with my former sales team from my previous office. She accused me of stealing her prospect, who is my current customer. To make the story short, she accused me of being a liar and that I was that desperate for my numbers that I would steal anything to get it. It was okay if she called me a liar (which I am bad at doing so, you can call me whatever you want) but of her accusing me of stealing to get my numbers? I dont know, as much as I have tried so very hard to shrug it off but heck...that was some hurtful statement that she had thrown at me.

She mentioned that if I were her friend, I would not steal from her. But then, if she were my friend, she would have given my customer my current phone number and not go ahead and made the sale for herself no? I didnt say that last statement to her as I was too busy defending myself with the accusation. I am just not good with 'sudden shot' comebacks. But in the end, the customer did get in touch with me and ended up buying second insurance from me.

Sometimes I wonder, when does a friend really become a friend? When does a friend just turn her back on you and stab you in the front?

I guess I will NEVER find out. Life's like a box of chocolates remember? You will never know what you're going to get.

For now, I still could not believe that she had said that to me.

The voice disappeared and returned. Lets see what tomorrow will bring. Enough of being sick at home for 4 days. Time for me to smell the air and get back to work (dangit!).

I keep telling everyone that I am looking for another job. Sigh..I do love my job but I just cant stand the pressure. With my baby growing, I just do not want to miss a heartbeat of her growth and I know that I will.

And sometimes I feel that I do not need this crappy pressure thinking of my stupid job when I should just enjoy my kids as they grow.

Believe me, I have been looking 'main main' at Yahoo hotjobs. Hmmm, I do qualify to be a banker, just add Life and Annuity license and I am good to go, but they also have sales quota. I can be an insurance account manager, an underwriter (again!), an insurance sales manager and maybe a well qualifed housewife hahaha. I know I am not a quitter but who knows kan?

Last night I dreamed that I was trying to ride a bicycle up a steep hill. Berangan aku nak naik basikal tinggi2 hahaha. I managed to cycle part of it but then I started dragging the bike. And then a friend (hes a top rep in northern california) came with his white van, picked me up and my bike. Was that an omen? That he will help me with my fortune? I emailed him today and told him about my dream. He said that he surely has been thinking of me pass couple of days but no fortune to pass to me yet...aiyah!

Anyway, insyaAllah, Allah must have an agenda for me...I just have a good feeling about it. Maybe slowly but surely...who knows!

What am I doing at home on a Monday morning when I am supposed to be at work?

I am swarmed with the cold again...and I thought I had fought it successfully.

I dont fall sick too often. But not this year, maybe due to age (pffftt!) and stress level.

Got a bad cold 2 weeks ago and thought I was done for the season. It came back Friday night from work, on my way to the car. The 'ah chooo' did not stop from there.

I have taken 3/4 bottle of 'daytime' Tylenol, nothing has happened yet.

Now...all I need is rest, which is a sinful rarity when you have Yaya in the house thinking that mommy's home to be with her.

I have a client to meet at 7pm tonight. At least I know that I am selling something even when I am not at work.

So I gave in, woke up feeling so emotional, just cos its Hari Raya. Its hard...when my son is there. I know I sound as if I am in denial, evasive but it hurts when I face it.

Before I went to work, I sat with Yaya in front of the computer, went to youtube.com and listened to Sanisah Huri's raya song. I was laughing and in tears at the same time. Laughing cos Yaya swayed back and forth as soon as she heard the song, she turned around and smiled at me in delight. Sad cos the picture of my son came into my head.

For 30 days I evaded this feeling, 30 days. But I had to give in right?

This doesnt mean that I will start listening to Raya songs again, I might.

Raya is in 2 days. How am I feeling? Hmm…I try not to think about raya as it can be depressing, thinking of my family back there and how fun it would be if we were there this very minute. Togetherness, that’s what I miss the most since I moved here.

Well, to begin, we have an Employee Engagement meeting on that day and I have to be in the office no later than 7:30 in the morning. Baru teringat nak masak lontong on that day. But that’s okay, I just shared with the husband that I will cook lontong the night before.

Nope, I have not been listening to ANY raya songs. Have not been listening to any Singapore radio. I just can't do it and have not been doing it since my son lives in Singapore 2 years ago.

But I do remember the time when we did celebrate raya when my son was here. We all had to go to work and school but we had a decent dinner for 4. I was very happy as I felt that my family was complete.

And I remember around this time when mak and bapak would be fighting over just about anything. Its called the annual raya gaduh. Must be the pressure of having to cook so many dishes in one day eventhough I was always known to be my mother's seus chef for raya.

And then we have our open house for our huge family. Yea, we cooked a lot for my 100 something odd multi generation relatives. It was nice…and beautiful.

Anyway, Selamat Hari Raya to all of you out there. Enjoy your family kat kampung or whereever they may be. And stay safe!

Maaf Zahir Batin...

Someone says that I need to update my blog more often so that she will know what is happening on my side of the world.

Sigh...nothing but alot has happened. Moved to a new office, not used to the slow foot traffic, my numbers hit the bottomest in history.

You see, when I wanted to move back to San Francisco, I had an ultimatum. Wealth or happiness, no compromise. I chose the latter cos I truly was not happy in the Daly City (yes, the office where my numbers boomed like fireworks). How can I not be happy when I am making all that money right? But I never fit in that office. This office is like family, the people I had been working with for the past 6 years. Of course my numbers and paycheck will hurt at least for the first couple of months. I was depressed, devastated cos I am going to hit rock bottom numbers and lose my Silver status. I was in total daze for the past few weeks until last weekend.

I was at home and had Suraya with me for 3 days...and I still wasnt happy cos I was clouded by my work stress. Then I thought. Money can't buy happiness, there is more to life than work, like this baby sitting in front of me longing for love.

So I snapped out of depression (for now!) and said to myself 'Screw it, I have a family to be happy with'. And my production got a little better I think....still will be the worst number ever but heck! this is my first month being in a new office.

Anyway, Raya is in a week. Sometimes that adds on to the depression. Miss my son, my family back home. Kak Jah will be cooking lontong for us on the 2nd day of raya. So I must go there at least to feel suasana raya.

I hope my twin will recover soon from her back ache. Kesian aku tengok kau...cepat sembuh ok.

Here's Yaya at the aquarium...

Current state of mind : Frustrated and stressed to the max!!!

New office has been wonderful but business has not. The company has clamped down on a lot of new business guidelines which makes selling to be very very tough. To make things worse, I was not credited on the production for some policies that I sold...6 of them. I threw a fit and demanded that they better pay me for this coming pay check.

I know...being in a new location can be trying for a business. It takes time. But I am not patient enough. No...I dont have the patience at all!!!

I keep telling the husband that maybe I dont need such stress right now. Maybe I shoud jusy stay home and vegetate and not think of work.

I am in a panic mode. If I dont make my numbers in 3 months, it would be time for me to say 'bye bye' and stay home eh? Some say that its better to get fired and claim unemployment than quit and not get unemployment.

Please ignore what I just typed...I am in an insanity state of mind.

I have finally adhered to my twin's and other girlfriends' advise...to go to the MAC Costmetic counter and get consulted by the overly made up sales people.

It was a quiet Sunday morning when I decided to drag the 2 girls to the mall to get makeup. So excited, not to get a makeover but to finally get a good makeup that will hide my tiny zits that I earned on my last days working at the old office. With age catching up, I do need a foundation and powder that can cover flaws and hold up, plastered to my face for at least 8 hours a day and hide my still populating freckles (YES, I do wear SPF moisturizer, if you need to ask).

20 minutes later, I spent some chunk of my dough on the makeup, I bought from a 'he/she whatever you call it' person. Whoelse could give me the best advise on beauty eh? I almost bought that goat hair foundation brush that costs US$44, but but but, I resisted temptation eventhough I am still thinking of buying it.

So now, no more wondering if my zits are covered, makeup still holding up after 6 hours cos I know that I still look like a doll at 4:30pm hahahaha!

Twin, you're not the only one telling to go to MAC, a few others did too and some of my friends even tried asking me to buy the goast haired brush!

Next mission...MAC goat haired brush and the 'Charged water revitalizing energy' spray.

Sometimes I think and wonder. No...MOST times I think and I wonder...have I really done something offensive to have pissed people off so bad that they would think its more worth it for them to ignore me? Hmmm...

I try not to think of such things, but each time when I do not think about it, that would be the first and the last thing I would think of during the day. I get irritated, cos people can would prefer to not deal with a problem and act as if nothing had happened but they would once in a while show signs at you that they actually do still have a problem with you.

I do not care who they can be in my life but such hyprocritism in turn has offended me so much that I would rather not have communications with them until they decide to talk about it.

Its not that I am being adamant or arrogant but it is very hard when I always try my best, my very best to heal matters with no bad conscience but it in turn comes back like a twisted knife stabbed on my back.

I am not a hypocrite, what you see in me, is what you get. If there is something that I could be offended over something, I usually talk about it and forget about it. I can be overly honest with my feelings that I tend to offend others too eh.

I am very tired of this. Maybe the problem will resolve my itself. All I want is truth and confronting with our feelings.

Will I offend anyone with this posting, I dont know, what can I say, I can still be considered offensive even if I didnt mention anything.

Twin, manerlah kau dah menghilang....I miss you!

Salam Ramadhan to everyone!!!

How do I cope with Ramadhan being away from home? I am talking about coping emotionally during this time. You see, the husband knows that when Ramadhan comes and is almost going, I would get weird, like something would possess me and I would get weepy, sad, sensitive and all. After being married for 7 years, he totally understands my emotional roller coaster around this time.

One way for me to cope with Ramadhan and Syawal when I am away from home?
- I do not listen to any Raihan songs
- I do not listen to Singapore malay radio channel
- Thats cos I do not want to listen to raya songs
- Which will make me feel weepy 'to the max' (now I am sounding like Arifah my niece)
- We break our fast privately at home and go to Kak Jah's house for raya (I am in charge of her cili kering and ikan bilis or she threatens to not cook for us)


I know, do I sound evasive yet? Its better to be that way then thinking of home, Geylang, ketupat, bazaar, kueh, bubur masjid...adoi! Air bandung time buka puasa pun sedap eh!!!

Leaving that stupid office makes me feel liberated. And I really mean liberated...from scrutiny, hostility and 'say but not do' management. I set my workstation in the new SF office. Nice, new and peaceful! It feels like I am back home, where I belong. I just have a feeling that my fortune will grow in that office, insyaAllah.

Life is finally back to normal. It had not been for 3 months. First, Mak was here to visit for a month, then Mas went to Singapore and then Bapak came to visit and not we're back to just the 4 of us. I am glad that bapak had a good visit with us.

Liberation, knowing me, I always say what I feel. I dont keep it in my heart. Maybe its just how I handle my stress and the feelings deep inside. But sometimes, at work, or even somewhere (or everywhere), I feel that my 'extrovertness' is offensive to some. I am not confrontational but I am very honest with my feelings. Fighting is not my agenda in life but fighting for my happiness and truth is something that I stand by to.

Aper yang aku merepek nih? I dont know lah. Its a 3 day Labor Day weekend. My brains are on hiatus I guess!



Heres Yaya, visiting her relatives at the zoo. The sheep was baaing at her and look what she did...

My meeting with Ms Hope and our 2 hour long chat at the taqueria had given me a reflection on myself. I shared alot about myself shamelessly to her, with both of us confirming that we all have a life history. Coincidentally, her life is almost similar to mine, her marriage style is like mine too. Maybe thats why we had connected so easily, since we 'met' online.

It is a comfort to know that my abnormal life is actually normal and others do experience what I had in my life before. But then again, my point of sharing is to share with others that life after divorce is not 'over' but could be a beginning of a better life.

We also agreed that marriage is a 'will'. You must have the will to make a marriage work. You have to love the marriage to make it work both ways. If not there is no will, the marriage would not work.

Marriage is alot of work and is not a breeze. I shared with her that if my marriage were to ever fail or my life partner goes to heaven before me, I would prefer to stay single and concentrate on my career and my kids. It is very tiring to keep a marriage. Not that I am tired of my marriage, dont get me wrong, my marriage has been very beautiful and our 7th anniversary is just around the corner, but marriage is hard work. I love my husband so much, that noone can replace him...cewah!

Geez, what have I been talking about eh? Cakap orang giler ker? Hahahahaha....

It is good to once in a while to meet new people and have these people really 'click' and understand our lives and what we are going through and confirm that we are indeed normal.

I miss my twin...girlfriend, hope that you are doing well, huggs!

Ms Hope, have a safe trip back to London and, Malaysia and back okay! You have been so awesome and cant wait till next year!!!! Next time, I'll take you to the outlets babeh! We will plan it perfectly okay!

Bapak is leaving in 3 days. Its been 3 weeks since bapak first came. It had been a good visit. This visit has been all about Suraya. Bapak is captivated by her, how she acts, how she walks and babbles. Suraya has so much energy, most times, bapak does not have the speed to run after her.

Few more days for me before I move to the SF office. Nope, my production has been bad with a capital B! I am so unmotivated and I can't stand that office....urrrghhh!!!! This also means that my paycheck is going to be small.

But I have great plans for when I move to SF. Great marketing plans!

I love visitors! Ms Hope flew in from London on Wednesday and I managed to do a sneak preview with her yesterday.

2 hours of meeting was not enough. We shall try for dinner with the whole family tomorrow and another meeting before she leaves next week.

We have so much in common, we went through the same situation in life before and we clicked almost instantenously.

Cafes, here we come...again!

Pics taken from the husband's cell phone, not too great but the next one will be better I promise. Yaya could not stop moving, thats why her face was blurry!

I have this sudden urge to shop! I havent done so in 3 weeks and it hasn't been a good feeling. I think I need to earn my money first in order for me to shop with confidence.

But what am I craving to shop for? I really really dont know. I do want those new sunglasses. You see, I have had my sunglasses for 7 years. My DKNY sunglasses that had stayed true to me no matter what comes. But...this pair of sunglasses had disappeared on me since last week. I cant live w/o my sunglasses. Each time when I threaten to buy a new pair, I just could not bring myself to spend alot of money on another pair...sigh!

Dont mention Crocs cos Makcik Hope already says they're not safe. You see, we have the Crocs outlet here and they cost only US$19.90 for a pair of them Mickey Crocs and I bought a pair for myself and Yaya has 2 pairs already. No Makcik Hope, Yaya doesnt ride the escalators, theres hardly one here. Actually, I have 2 pairs of Crocs, one immitation to wear at home and another to wear at home (and when I have my selekeh mood on Sundays).

A pair of flats? I am craving for one more pair of them BUT so far, have not found any that make me drool. Still love my BCBGirl flats that I got at 40% off last fall.

A laptop bag...not the one that I already have which has wheels and lightweight, this 'never happy with what she has' woman thinks that she deserves a ladylike laptop bag? Pfftt...maybe a Coach one? Hah!!!

This one can? $498 only what!

Forget about what I just mentioned, maybe its my PMS...I am going to pour myself a Coke Zero and lay in bed instead!

Note to self : Need to sell another $22k by end of next week in order to make this shopping fantasy come true.

Nothing to talk about really. I am just cruising this month as if I am not in the sales job. This month is called 'low profile' month which means that I will have to hit target but not hitting the stars. I have 2 more weeks to go before I move to the SF office. Cant wait!!!

In the meantime, I was called to the Dr's office again for a follow up checkup...after they extracted my blood 3 days ago. The nurse says that my blood count is a little abnormal? Maybe this job is so cekik darah that I am losing blood? Dont know. I had been feeling dizzy lately and I amnot sure if I am experiencing anxiety attacks which I doubt cos I had been playing more than working. Farting around at work can be pretty fun you know hahahaha.

Its the summer but so darn foggy here. The husband says that if I were to drive 8 miles southward, I will see the sun. So there, we are getting ready to go to the mall and then the zoo which is really not soutward but more INTO the fog hahaha. Aaahhh, Suraya just ate our paper temporary zoo membership card. Oh well, just tell the staff that my baby ate the card.

Here is my new business card with the photo which I will be giving out. Sorry, had to cut out the vital details, dont want no stalkers nor paparazzis stalking unless they want insurance from me.

Then there are more pics. Heres the one of me with the top that my Twin has gotten me. No figure showing cos theres nothing to show really.