Saturday, May 31, 2008

Mr Wagiman Jumadi


This man here with that cheeky wink is dearest dad - Mr Wagiman Jumadi.
Love him to bits....

He used to be very stern but always motivating me to be at my best. I remembered in the past, when I was way younger that he could made me and brothher cry within seconds. Once I refused to share a dish with my mom and insisted to order my own food; my favourite Beehoon Hongkong. I wasn't able to finish it in the end. And so he gave me that stern look and warning that made me cried and cried all the way home. Hahaha... of course, I was spared and lesson learnt. Hehehe.
He was always pampering me with anything I want. But of course, I don't take advantage of him la.. When I was 18 years old, he bought me an Ericsson handphone at a price of $888. That was to reward me for successfully attaining my Diploma. I was alittle tomboyish when younger.. so all my wants and wishes were toys and gadgets of which a boy would want. Mom used to bicker with dad for buying them .. but Dad always had his way to shut her. So there , I got my skateboard, rollerblades (which my mom gave them away to karang-guni when i got married.. sigh!), my first Mountain Bikes... Woooah...

Dad has been a stroke patient for more than say 11 years. He got hit by stroke in the first year Hasan & I get to know one another. I am not sure about others but I am truly affected by his illness. Oh well.. this is all God's plan.
Hmmm.. there are too many good stuff to write about him ....but really.. all tat matters is I love him alot. I have never forget to pray and read Al-fatehah for dad and mom for their well-being. Insya Allah, God would bless him (and of course mom) for all the good things and the sacrifices he (they) made for us.
Ameen.


If I could tell ...

If there is one thing I would like to say to someone in the organisation, it would be:

"The key to successful leadership....is influence, NOT authority".
[By Kenneth H Blanchard]

But I guess that someone wouldn't bother to listen and would rather continue to sleep it off... Don't you think we all don't know...

City of possibilities and city of rude citizens

Singapore has been decribed as a city of possiblities...
City that offers opportunities and riding the waves of globalisation...
But did they include that Singapore is a city of rude citizens ???
Did they? Did they?
Sigh ...I had a few incidents that really pissed me to the core.
Allow me to share them with you.

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1st Incident: In bus 966 at Still Rd before Marine Parade (on my way to work):
A chinese lady looked like she had awaken abruptly only to noticed "shittt... its my stop here".
So like "siao char-bo" she ran to exit at the centre door of the bus. Upon being there, she noticed her EZlink was card missing.
She also noticed that she was the last person standing by the door and the whole bus was waiting for her. So she ran and gave many people including myself hard knocks while making her way back to her seat to see if she had left it there.... To her fucking horror, it wasnt there... then she stood there for seconds like 'duhh" .. She suddnly dashed by the exit door again and checked her bag again. Ahhh.. there it was her EZlink card was still in her bag... BODOH punya chabor!!
She exit the bus without even saying thank you to the bus driver for waiting ... and say sorry to us all for the held up.. she dashed down and laff her ass off ... I bet she must be thinking to herself.. "Aiyah.. wat a luck... paiseh paiseh.."
We all understand that stuff like that does happen but at least have the sense of humanity to say sorry and thank you la... Bloody hell... If I am allowed to beat someone, I would have kicked her butt out of the bus man..
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2nd incident: At the foot of my block (on my way up after seeing the doctor):
This week, I wasn't in my best of health. Felt freaking giddy and just wanted to be home and lie down as soon as possible. I got into the lift... as I was about to press the close door button, I saw a chinese man walking towards the direction of the lift. He was about 9 metres away.
I signalled to him if he wants me to wait... he replied with a slide nodd. So i tot, ok la... lets wait for him . Won't take long. He then stepped in. I asked him "What floor u heading too?" He ignored me and sort of bang the level 11 button. I was like "Duhh.. wat the fcuk?" Before he turned to position his body to face the lift door, he gave me a hard rude stare. He didnt even said "THANK YOU" for waiting... yet he snapped at me with that look.. "Siao ta-po"!!!
Bloody hell.. how i wish to grab the forks in his plastic bag and poked his eyeballs.
So Rude.. Bloody Rude..
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3rd incident: Boarded the MRT from Woodlands to Yishun to meet darling Iriz for dinner and movie...
A malay family family had boarded the train from Admiralty. This is the typical non educated boisterous malay family where mother is hyper producing and so was her teenage daughter.
Mother : Fat, without tudung. Pushing a prambulator where two children (aged less than a year old and 3 years old) were in it. Its the sort where the children sat in front of each other. Another boy around 9 years old was with her.
Her teenage daughter was pushing another prambulator with a little girl aged say 5 years old. Her husband looked pretty young too. Both I dare say.. teenagers still of age 18 or 19 years old. Husband and wife had like spokes on their faces and tattoos... Mother and that 9yrs old boy sat at the end of the carriage...(U noe those two seats at the corner of each carriage).. while her teenage daughter and son in law sat at the centre of the seats.. not far la from them.
That 9 years old boy was minding his business and would rather stand then seat.. i guess to look at the view as the train moved on. The mother, her voiced was as loud as a thunder. She kept scolding the 3 yrs old boy who simply wouldnt sit still. I agree that that little boy is a hyper active boy.
"EH bodoh, tak tahu duduk diam eh.. Aku terajang kan"
(translates to: Hey stupid, don't u noe how to seat still. I slap u hard then u noe")

At one point, the little boy was sort of sucking his own collar and this women said loudly..."

Eh.. kenapa ni.. makan baju.. Kau da kebuluran eh..Alamak ... bodoh betul la kau ni.."

(Eh, what's wrong with you.. eating ur clothes eh.. You freaking hungry or wat.. alamak.. stupid aren't you?"

Then the 9yrs old boy wanted to seat beside her mother, only got to hear his mom scolding and pushing him off..
" Eh kau pergi berambus dari sini.. pergi duduk tempat lain.. Eeee. Rimas aku.. "
(Eh get the hell away from here.. go choose a different seat.. Eeee. i feel so stifled...)
Alamak.. i so paiseh man standing there observing people from the carriage looking at this Malay family. I myself shook my head and had the urge to tell her.. is this how u speak to children.. my god, how impolite your language was with them... But found myself.. keeping mum and still shaking my head.
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Sigh... I dunno what to say about some Singaporeans.. (slapped my forehead). They are becoming more rude and insolent man.. No more respect or sense of shame towards others.
I remembered when I was little, we had numerous "Courtesy Campaign" and even without the campaign, the words such as 'thank you', 'sorry' seemed natural to everyone. And to even talked loudly or act boiserously is something embarrassing to do in public.
What is happening to Singaporeans ???



Saturday, May 24, 2008

What Should I do ?

6.07pm, 23 May 2008.
Got a called yesterday.
A job offer.
Lecturer of Mass Communications.

Hmmm...strangely, I am not thrilled to receive the news at all. And I am not sure of what to do next...

One of my besties, Jennifer Anne said "The title sounds great however, the offered remuneration isn't that fantastic".

I have had higher and better offers before. Somehow, I believe with my exeperience and educational attainments, I deserve better. Hmmm.. on the hindsight, if I wish to embark on a new careerpath, this would aptly be a good opportunity.


Hmmmm... shoot... what should my next move be...

Yesterday noon, in my prayers to GOD, I did a silent prayer for HIM to bless me with a better career just before I left the office for a meeting. In the evening, I received this offer. Hmmm..

Khamsiah shared the same sentiments as Jennifer Anne. She opined it to be one of those temptations GOD purposely surfaced for me so that I can make better judgment.

Shoot... Oh dear GOD, if only the answer is so much direct .... I have up to MONDAY to think about it... Hmmm.. I hope by then, GOD has helped to guide me to an answer/decision ...