If u think that u're so unlucky enough....

In my life, I've always been telling myself, if i'm unlucky enuff, there are more people who are much more unlucky that I am.

Let's take a look at this blog..

Tina Zuriana's Blog

So i'm still doing fine, how broke I am, comparing myself to her.

But I've never forgotten to actually compare myself with someone with better life to make my life better. You should too.

Along my life, I've been knowing and being closed to those people with such family problems. Just like tonite, I went out with a girl, at 2.00 am just to tell me her father had a physical fight last night, as it was so horrible when someone started to bleed and she had to call for help from the neighbouring folks.

I felt sorry for her, but imagine u in her shoes. How are you going to face the community if people around u know what is going on in her house. But she's still doing ok. She had been strong for the past 22 years of her life. She was even raped by her uncle. Her uncle even brought his friend to 'share' her. They even raped her 'from behind'. Even the small kids around whispered 'tight ass' when seeing her around.

How do I live with such a situation?

As the community is getting lesser in moral, there are actually people gets annoyed and being the disadvantaged person from all of this. I'm so thankful to be having such a good family, and no matter how bad my father would act based on her irrationality, i'm stil thankful that he's still around.

Imagine one day your father passed away and later u realised that you have nothing to please her.

Now I really appreciate whatever things he had for me. He actually wanted the best for my life. Even though sometimes I really have to sacrifice, I even have to forgot my own pleasing time, as long as it will please my father, that's the best thing ever happen to me.

He had done so much. How am I going to repay? Other father won't simply do that. Some of them were even created a bigger burden to the children. Not my father. He won't give the word 'hardship' a chance to visit one of his children's life.

I used to have a girlfriend, when I was still schooling, which her parents divorced. She was in dilemma as the father's family is of the richer family while her mom is a nurse who lives a normal employee life. There's always been a big pulls of she and her sister as to which family they should reside.

Then, a friend who his father is a drug addict. He was nearly murdered as his father asked for money from him. He had done nothing wrong in his life, but his father treated him in such a way.

And think about those people in Palestin, Iraq, Chechnya, Bosnia...

They lives much harder than whoever of those people who think that they're so unlucky to have a bad life.

So dear Abby, and Tina, if you read this, please be thankful that how hard it is, they are people who live the harder life than you guys do.

* God will not change the destiny of the people unless they did it for themselves

Post Weekend Blog...

Whut can I say about the last weekend was..

A VERY TIRING WEEKEND.

Then Saturday, me and the whole group of people went to a place name Bukit Jalur in the border of Negeri Sembilan/Melaka, where the engagement ceremony of my cousin will be held.

At first, we get ready, mentally as they previously mentioned that they would require us to follow their 'Adat', which is a human-created culture, created by the Minang people from Indonesia.

I was there, sitting among the old folks of my family; from my Father, my Pak Ungga and Pak Long. My Pak Long was the spokeperson for our family. I was waiting for something, or anything that has got to do with adat.

The fact, there's nothing like adat there. The whole thing was so confusing. The events was not proper, and not also in a proper order as other engagement ceremony that I've attend and get involved in. It's a total of 4 engagements i've get involved in and this is the worst so far I've seen after my brother's engagement, if I want to put them in rank. The first should be mine of course hehe...

So as nothing special, even the doa was recited by my father, which in normal course, the bride side will recite the doa. Then, lunch and time to get back home at Kampung.

After a while in kampung, we then get back to Seremban. Just me & my father, drouve together to Seremban, took bath, dressed up and drive up to KL to meet Bob.

At Bob's house, we discussed about a lotsa things. It's my network 21 business. He's a real stubborn fella. He made a lotsa excuses. I just don't understand, i this matter we are actually trying to help him but why he is so refused to be helped?

He even made a situation where what if one day the manufacturer is being bombed by the Iraqi's people. As Bob is doing his Coconut plantation, shich is not yet showing any result, I asked him what if the waves or tsunami hit your plantation, as his plantation is just by the sea side.

Then we continue our discussion to a restaurant in Ampang. It's a nice Mid-east restaurant which offers mostly kebab and sandwich cuisines. I've forgotten the name but I can't forget what happened there..

As we arrived, I noticed a familiar face, even Bob also noticed 'her'. But it would still be fine as my stomach is empty and need to be filled in. For the first time also, my father tried sisha, and it's with the apple taste.

I think that Bob was just can't get hold of herself and went to the 'girl's' table and say hi. He invited her and her friend to sit at our table but they refused at first.

After the only male at their table left, they joined us. You might have heard of Serena, the daughter of Chef Wan? Yes, she is a hell of a pretty girl. Really pretty I tell you.

So, without wasting a lot of our time, my father has started his marketing talks about the life, travelling, and the best part is when there's an ability to be doing nothing at home and your money is still in.

Serena was positive and very keen about the idea.

I take it as a success, she is happy to sign in and she might be going to the Weekend Leadership Seminar with us.

Hehe..

If i could, I would like to......

If I could, I would like to write everything about what's happening in my life here.

But when there are so many things to be written, I'm stucked as I don't know where to start, a state that really shows how disorganised person I am.

There are so many things to be written as there so many things happened too. I tried to have a job but I don't think I can work anymore. I was about to get involved in a manufacturing business, as to continue with my previous business but I really don't think it will suit me well. I can't see anything that I can help with, other than just sit and watching people doing their work.

I even tried to disappear during the worktime, and I'm now trying hard to make them believe that I'm not a good partner, in a sense that I'm not actually interested to be working together with them.

But they still insisted me to go to the office. Just can't get it.

My last resort, I ran away from the office on the Last Thursday. I told them I'm not coming because the night before I was helping my father's friend to do their paperwork. They get upset and asked me to come to the office as soon as possible.

I just ran away, and didn't answer their calls. I hope that works and they won't ask me to work with them anymore.

I'm a person who is so unable to say 'NO'.

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My Mom's Birthday

As I was doing nothing at home, everything come and goes just like that. My mom's birthday was on the 17th August, and I've forgotten to mention about it here.

Happy birthday Mak!

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Malaysian Idol

Malaysian Idol this week. Nita, as one of the favourite sang badly tonight. Applauses to Faizull, he sang my favourite evergreen song, Don't Cry by Guns. So funny, he has not been able to pronounce the words properly but as I can say, the quality of the contestants this year has dropped a lot, comapred to the previous competition.

Hope faizull will make it. I'm not that really keen to watch Malaysian Idol anymore. It has become another version of Akademi Fantasia.

But maybe I've a theory about why Nita saeng badly. SHE INTENTIONALLY did that as a protest of the elimination of Xerra. Another theory is, maybe she found that people will not vote for her when she sang nicely as people will think she'll be in a safe side but if she sing badly, people will start to vote her to save her from being eliminated.

I don't know, but it might be what was on her mind. I would do the same too, by looking at the voting patterns. But still this week's worst is NITA.

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My cousin's engagement

This week, I'm again in seremban and this time my cousin is about to get engaged. Earlier today the whole family went to my kampung for a feast, in conjunction of the engagement ceremony tomorrow.

And i've just paid all my bills today. Yesterday was quite another meaningful day for me.