*bEyoNd scRiBbLe*

                Many sure have experience riding an LRT to work. As for me, these past month have proven to be quite challenging. I had to take two LRT before reaching KLCC for work, each morning. (Actually, that’s just exaggerating… I only have to take two LRT if my uncle is on leave or going out-station… hehe…)

                  Anyway, being there, experiencing it (first-hand), proved to be a worthwhile experience. Waking up early to catch the earliest train, queuing up after work to catch the train, being the last person in line, not having enough change to buy the ticket, not having anything to hold on to when inside the train (except for the stranger in front of you… sigh~), standing too close to the door, having someone treating you as a handrail. (Okay, I’ve mentioned quite enough…). Haii~~~ *honestly, I wouldn’t want to do that for the rest of my life* Well anyway, I agree to the idea of giving newbies at KLCC a safety talk on how to ride the LRT, beware of pick-pockets, surviving the cramp spaces, etc.

                  To me, it sure is important to have the right mindset when riding the LRT. You get to see foreign faces, experience weird human behaviors and many more. And when something happens, you can’t help but begin to think badly of the situation. Just this morning, I think this person was taking advantage of a lady in front of me. I’m sure that HE can actually switch position, and face front, move his hands, but he refuses to do so, and remain where he is, (with his left hand holding a pole, and his right hand bumping on the ladies’ behind). Oops sorry.. (i really have no idea on how to best put it in words). And at the moment, I can’t make myself think of anything good about the man. It’s just hard.

                   Another incident, when a man in about his forties was standing near the door, was clueless on what he should be doing when people behind him was forcing their way out. And suddenly, there’s this voice coming from somewhere, saying ‘Alahai.. keluar la dulu…. Ape saje la’… Oh come on, that man might have never ride on an LRT before. Why so mean? I’m sure not many would agree, but to me, LRT is a great tool for development, but also a deadly tool for harmony’s destruction.

(this is a late post.. i know.. i wrote it on the third day of Eid, but only now I would want to save this on my blog.. hee~)

Assalamualaikum,

It’s the third day of Eid.

Classes are still on today. (actually, i only have one hour lecture today). Am not really keen to go, but i have to.
Exam is in about three weeks time. The lecturers are still struggling to finish the syllabus.
(Well actually, they usually finish teaching in a weeks’ time prior to the exam.. do’oh~)

Eid had been fun this year. I had friends coming over, and spending the night. (at least the room’s not as boring as the usual).
We had lots to eat, many sparkles to play, and more stories to share.
We stayed up cooking.. baking.. chatting.. laughing our hearts out.. on Eid’e eve.. (that’s the best part, i have to say)

The Eid morning was revolving so fast for me. I woke up early to cook ‘nasi tomato’, but still finding myself not enough time to get ready for Eid prayers.
But as fast as the time was passing by, I was much faster. (lol.)
Managed to get ready on time. I made my friends wait for me.
Alhamdulillah, we arrived at the bilal’s iqamah to start the congregation solat. (we’re good, aren’t we? heh~)
We had to pray outside since many number of Muslims came earlier (obviously). But that’s fine. It is after all, the usual.

After salam, the imam was giving the usual Eid khutbah. But something else caught my attention. (not that i was not paying attention. I was.. honest)
A mother was carrying her crying baby child while pushing a stroller out of the mosque. Her other child, a boy was also busy asking the dad (or i assume) for the car’s key.
And i wonder, how helpful can a toddler be?
Still keeping my eyes on the boy, i saw him walking through the millions of people that was sitting and concentrating on the khutbah to get from his mother to his father. Many times. Without even complaining.
Getting what he wanted from the father, he then rushed through the many people again to help his mother. While the mother was carrying the baby on one hand, and pushing the stroller using the other,
this boy helped open the gigantic (obviously heavy) door to help his mother through.

And i remember wondering, how helpful can a toddler be? But this one toddler proves to be a great help. I bet the parents are really proud of him, for raising such a fine gentleman.
(mode: scared of being a parent.. erk~ *bite nails*)

Well, i guess this entry is long enough. I would need to prepare for this wednesday’s test. Pray for me, huh? (thanks, you’re so nice.. *grins*)
catcha later~

Since this is my new blog.. (still the same name, but with different URL)
I like to wish everyone who has the time to read, a really pleasant day, and may, insyaAllah, everyday is filled with Barakah..

It is the second day after the longest two weeks holiday in this second semester..
I have been asking, my friends have been asking, about industrial training since like forever. Some of my friends has gotten placement to do their industrial training or IT, for short. But not us..
But Alhamdulillah.. yesterday, i received an email from the ESU department, mentioning that i have been accepted to undergo my IT in Petronas Carigali Sdn Bhd. (PSBC) in KLCC.

Am looking forward for the experience and fun i might be having. Wondering how my supervisor would be. Will it be a ‘he’ or a ’she’? Will my supervisor be really strict, or an easy-going person? How do people dress to work? (i wonder)
All these questions will only get an answer when i report for duty this coming december.. (oh.. can’t wait.. the excitement i can’t contain and the imagination i can’t control..)

But i still have many and many weeks to go.. So, please pray for me? I still have 4 more weeks to finish my second semester, and 5 papers for the finals.. (please let time pass slowly, so i can prepare for the worst.. *afraid*)

Take care now.. It has always been fun writing.. (but what can i say, i’m just not gifted.. *tears*)
Have a great day ahead.. *wink*