Lesen Kelas F

We all know the Malaysian driving license class L.  This means learning.

Then there is the license class P, which indicates the just passed driving test and is on probation.

Of course the ultimate goal is to own a D class license.  This means you are one h*ll of an experience driver.

Yet there is a growing number of people out there holding another kind of license.  Unofficially, this will be known as "LESEN KELAS F".   Lesen Kelas = "Class License" written in the form of the Malay language.  Identical pronunciation.

Let your imagination fly.  Whatever you think that letter F would be. For this has been mentioned repeatedly on the tube and radio airtime.  Allow this picture below to reveal it all:

Get your butt out of my way, Bully aka **!!

Okay, from this angle, its not very obvious, BUT, this is one of the scenarios of the many, many ways road bullies attack.  I'm sorry....... NO, in fact I do not feel for them, instead despising their insensitive and ignorant behaviour.  Shame on you!!!

I'm going to follow Mr. Brown's class (from the tv programme, "Mind Your Language"), and ooops for I thought the F means **"Bastard".  Now who wants to own this license?

BE COURTEOUS WHILE ON ROADS!!!

** At first, I was using B referring to the bullies, but then I found out that B licenses are for motorcyclists.  Hence I changed it to the letter F.  Again, let your imagination does the walking. 

*** Just saw another bully jumping queue, gone past me way up front.  He's using the opposite lane against the arrow painted on the road.  Here I was diligently waiting in line for the traffic to move while he took the traffic free lane, rejoined the lane I was in when the light turned green and gone past it.  I was eventually made late for work.  What the........?? 'F' you.  You've caused me to be late!!

I'm Busy

I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm really really busy.

How busy can it be?

Here's a pic of my workstation.

(Psst..... you have to scroll down)
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DAMN BUSY!!!

**Alternatively, try replacing "busy" with "messy".

Not Shiok la!!

2 not so friendly comments I received today.  It started off with a 'him' seeing me busying at my workstation.  He then started calling and began conversing:

"Are you okay?"  I shook my head.

"Do you feel pressured to meet deadlines?  You are overloaded with work? Your table piling up with un-ending work? Needing extra helping hands?"

By then I was beaming like, Hey.... someone finally noticed!! Convey this to my bosses, that the office is in desperate need for additional staff.

But instead of understanding, he broke down and LAUGH OUT LOUD!!

"You think you are the only one facing it.  Everyone with the status of an employee is facing the same thing.  Come on la." He then walked away.... still laughing.

Hmm...... that's not very nice.  I know what I'm facing, but with this tremendous amount of pressure, I know majority would have left their jobs.  Yet, I chose to remain and sit in this chair immersing myself with more "un-calculate-able" pressure.  I'VE INVENTED A WORD!!!  Genius.... !!

There is a responsibility as a parent to provide for the family.  With 2 young children, I am doing my best to support my family.  Thanks for the lousy comment, 'him'...... .

So, how did I know I'm in tremendous amount of pressure?  Besides the daily tiring look and unpleasant after work mood, I guess the greatest sign is that instead of my desire to shed some weight, I gained to notice.  YES, someone noticed....... 'coz he gave the worst comment of all..... "YOU'VE GAINED WEIGHT" (with a chubby expression).  NOT SHIOK LA!!!

shiok = fun, happy, satisfy.

It ticks me off......

What ticks me???........ What would make Cincau feels frustrate?

I am frustrated for I have made mistakes.

I made the mistake to have a person representing me.

I made the mistake to have this group as my trustees to administer my future.

I made the mistake in trusting this group to secure a future for my children.

I made the mistake in allowing myself to believe in empty promises.

I made the mistake in allowing this group to now condemn my dignity.

I made the mistake in seeing lousy planning to this land I'm at.

I made the mistake of now doubting the legal system of this land.

I made the mistake in allowing the erosion of what little cash remains in my hand.

I made the mistake in allowing more PTIs than ever before in this land.

I made the mistake that have caused me in so much misery today.

I made the mistake since 10 years ago.

I do not blame anyone except myself.  Nevertheless, should I continue to make more mistakes?

What is causing me to this sudden grunge? RON97 petrol up 20 sen to record high of RM2.90

In case you do not see holistically,  who are the ones who drive using RON97?

And what do these people do when their margins are eroded with higher costs?

Do you want to see your already stagnant and value-deteriorating income forcing you to buy RM100 economy rice to realise something is not right?  WTF!!

I didn't intend to tell this (Part 1)

I took 2 days leave i.e last Friday and Monday for the pure purpose of being a full time mom.

Yet, frankly, I was embarrassed of myself as my first day was horrifying.  I felt depressed.  The demands of my day job definitely has no similarity to being a mummy.  One, as though involving FMCG in services while the other requires more tender and loving care (TLC).  Why do I say that?

My office work demands me to work fast and act fast.  Decisions to be made at the snap of my fingers and non-stop coordination and monitoring.  Isn't that what a mummy should do too?  Au contrary, being a mummy needs a slower pace, more detailed, paying attention to and provide much caring to the children.   Please explain further.  Well, the below says it all:

Friday:
I brought little Manja and his elder sibling, brother Cheeky, to school.  I was teeny weeny-ly late.  The  school children were singing the national and school anthems.  I was placed at a halt and to stand straight.  Can you imagine i was restless as I wanted my kids to be in class now?  I am not used to being late.  My time was perfectly alright...... according to my office' clock.  The school's hours differs by a few minutes.  So, Cheeky hustled and managed to get in class after all the singing and morning exercise. Yup, he missed the physical exercise session.  FAILED No. 1 .  I then accompanied Manja being his first day of school.  The teacher requested for further birth documentation, which I said I would get it and pretty soon, left Manja with the teacher without considering his emotional stress.  Ai ya ya, I should have stayed longer and apply some TLC.  FAILED No. 2 .

I hurried home and did the laundry, making the beds and search for documents.  Also to boil some water and sanitizing the children's bottles.  And did some office work.  Then to have the documents copied at the nearby sundry shop.  By the time I reached school, the traffic jam was horrible.  I HATE TRAFFIC MESS.  Picking up Cheeky, he dashed to where Manja was.  A minor chaos with all the cutie pre-schoolers and their high pitch voices.  I hurriedly handover the documents to the teacher and sped away from the chaos.... and almost forgotten Manja's bag and bottle.  FAILED No. 3 .

In the car, Cheeky was non-stop pleading not to go to the aunt's.  He wanted to stay at home.  FAILED No. 4 , I did not prepare lunch.  After dropping Manja at the aunt's, Cheeky took his bath upon reaching home.  It was then I realised I lost the original birth document.  FAILED No. 5 .  I was even more depress from then on.

Brought Cheeky to a nearby sushi shop for lunch.... despite being warned not to by daddy Beary.  I counter-warned Cheeky not to tell the latter who was out for work.  FAILED No. 6 .  It was out of convenience as the kid loves sushi, and it solves my problem with a picky-eater.

By night fall, as everyone prepared for bed, the truth was revealed.  Cheeky did the most unanticipated.... he vomited..... with the undigested seaweed!!!  And so my ears were full with Beary's lecturing.

To Be Continued.....

24hrs is not enough!!

I do not know how many times i have been saying this, but for my absolute cincau situation, it is very very true that i can't get enough time with only 24 hrs a day.

A woman with multiple roles, with each roles demanding a great deal of my involvement.  There are these and that, this and that, this and that, and more this and that.  At this moment, i can't even see the light at the end of the tunnel. NO END IN SIGHT!!
I am sure and very very familiar with the word MULTI-TASKING   .  It's in my blood, Ack!! Gosh, gotta have breaks....

My short term solution


(Burp!)

 My medium term solution

(My version of paradise)

My long term and ultimate solution

(Photo sourced from Photobucket.com)

Are all / most women facing the same situation as ME?

Bank Negara sets new rules for credit cards

Have you read the news yet?

Bank Negara sets new rules for credit cards
That's our Central Bank.

What signal has this implied?  That Malaysians do not know how to spend prudently and wisely?  Hence the high level of household debts?

Gee, I can't say more, but somehow it implies to me that the value of my bring home income is being cut 1/3 of its value.  No doubt inflation is high.  A bread which used to cost RM0.60 is now RM1.80.  Somehow, during my lucky years with pay increments, these were immediately eroded by bad boy inflation. It is only the early year of 2011, why am i feeling like a pauper instead of lavishing on items which i have eyed upon last year?  Where is the value that's suppose to enhance my standard of living?

How many credit cards do you have?  Frankly speaking, I have more than 2.
Are credit cards your friend or foe?

My breakie after the threat

The dust has settled.  Hmm?? ..... or maybe, to be appropriate, the sea water has receded.

No threat to this part of the globe.  I'm Alive!!    What am I talking about?  See here.

Blessed be to everyone, especially to those who were directly affected by the latest Mother Nature disaster.  It only shows how diminutive and helpless are we when She blows.  My condolence to Japan.

Blessed be me that I was given the chance to continue appreciating this life that is so precious.  Gotta indulge myself and here's my breakie today.  My fav drink:

Cincau with Gula Melaka and Soya Bean Drink

And antonym of blessed be to those insensitive drivers who couldn't care less of other drivers and treating the road as though for their private use.  Be considerate, human!  

When the moon kisses the earth

Just yesterday i read the article on the "Supermoon" phemonemon where when the moon is at its nearest distance to the earth.  The article even mentioned of the catastrophe theories that will affect the earth on March 19.  One of them is none other than earthquakes.

So, what happened today?  Japan was hit by an 8.9 magnitude earthquake.... and a 13 feet tsunami hit their island shores.  Can it be?  The moon being the mischievious culprit to this devastating event?  As the date of the Supermoon effect (also known as the lunar perigree) gets closer, are we to expect more disasters?

Though Cincau lives in Malaysia, the Malaysians are not immune to natural disasters.  The most memorable in Cincau's mind is the December 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami.  How it hit hard the coastal lines of the upper peninsular of this land.  I can't even describe how I felt during that time as I was celebrating Christmas!!  And that was believed being caused by the shining one above us too.

So March 19, I guess everyone should be on the tip of their toes.  I wonder whether Malaysia's sleeping volcano will wake up?

TOUCH WOOD!!  TOUCH WOOD!!  TOUCH WOOD!!

OMG, tsunami warning to all within the Pacific Basin.  That's me!

Hari Yang Ter-Amat Basah

Let me translate that for you.  It means "A Day of Extreme Humidity".

How extreme can it be?  Can't describe it.  But here is an image i took right outside of my house today.

So sad!