Perempuan itu ketuaku.. Aku Ketua Mereka?

What do you think of lady bosses?

I am currently in charge of organizing a very big event for my division, hence requiring a lot of planning and devotion towards making it a success. In this, I have to compliment myself and the rest of the team members, who are mostly ladies. We are one hardworking lass!

However, there is this certain lady boss who I can’t get along with (probably since Langkawi when she indirectly told me that I am slow).

During one of the meeting last week, we quarrel over simple issue like the seating arrangement for dinner. Of course both of us were trying to have our point across, and it didn’t matter to me that this lady is a Senior Manager in the company. Whilst everyone else did not have the gut to speak their mind, I became the only one vocal against the whole idea. Then came the interruption from the chairman (btw, it was very professional so none of the girlie-fight you see on tv).

I sat down and had a long thought after that as I looked at this lady who sits across me. “Would this be myself in 10-15 years from now?”

Lady boss are such a pain some time, or some might say a lot of time. But probably it is just typical that people stereotype ladies who have made it into that higher position? Boys, we are not too bad of a boss, really! Open up your mind.

I had my whole life flashes in front of me, and currently as the ‘boss’ of a certain organization in the company, I never did ask my team on whether I have been an agonizing torture to them. I must say that I am very demanding, but I do work hard along with them. I expect excellence, but who doesn’t.

I try to hide my seriousness by making silly jokes at time. A camouflage to disguise the fact that I do not like to be labeled a typical lady boss. But do they respect me?

So, what kind of a lady boss have I been, or would be in the future?

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The coalition party wobbled over the appointment of the new Perak MB, and yesterday, PKR expresses dissatisfaction over the composition of the Perak state exco, wherein 8 seats are given to DAP and another 2 to the other parties.

To whoever it may concern,
Can you come to a consensus and decide in the best interest of the state, instead of your own party? When the Sultan asked for the candidates for the post of Perak MB, the three spokeperson for the party has earlier mention that they will accept the decision of the Sultan on who he deems fit to become the MB. Later, we learn that the top gun in DAP has instructed his committee to boycott the swearing in.

Ok, let’s see the big picture here.

First the Perak Mentri Besar swearing-in is called off. What can you expect next? They’ll boycott whichever meetings being chaired by then-MB?

Get your grip together guys. Whatever bright picture I have painted here at the back of my mind, has suddenly been clouded by this scenario. Shrewd. Geez… Now the Perak-ians will think, “Did I choose the right reformation?”.

Clean up your backyard!

On another note…

Who’s the smart one here? Surely it’s not the BN (although they are now laughing on their sofa eating popcorn while watching the mini-sinetron by the BA)…
It’s definitely my most handsome, intelligent, articulate Sultan Azlan Shah.

He wanted to know how the 3 parties are planning to make this coalition work, and he tested them with his selection of MB from PAS (which gain the lowest state seat of only 6, as opposed to 7 by PKR and 18 seats by DAP). His intuition pays off, and these DAP was not smart enough to read his plan. It’d be interesting to see what the Sultan has in plan next.

Pendapatku Ttg Pilihan Raya

So, the opposition is no longer the opposition, hence opening a new chapter of the country’s democratic excellence.

I won’t summarise much of what you may have heard or read in the tabloid, through various discussions (where you have actively participate or just a mere observer taking notes of other people’s genuine interest to the oh-so-interesting topic), or from the pleasant viewing of the news on the electronic mode. All in all, BN won by simple majority, lost in 5 states (namely Kelantan, Perak, Selangor, Penang and Kedah) and Pak Lah is again the Prime Minister of Malaysia.

I couldn’t exercise my right to vote eventhough I did register during one of those road shows in Suria KLCC (maybe I don’t fit that right profile of a voter) and wasn’t even bothered to seek justice to the inadequacy of the system to recognize me. But soon after, I regretted the fact that I did not.

I seriously thought that this election would be the routine electorate where in the end, BN would yet again prevail as the power of dominance. The result shocked me… but I was glad.

It shows that the people have bravely spoken their mind, and they wanted changes to happen right this instant. Perhaps this would open a great journey for the ramification of the government who is willing to provide more for its people. Perhaps after this, you could envisage the head to head Clinton-Obama debacle showdown happening to our very own BN vs BA leader. Perhaps it is a start to a better Malaysia as the current government sees the need to gain the trust of the people, and their promise to serve as the better ruling party. Lots of perhaps to this great post-election that I can already envision.

It’d be more interesting to see how new laws will get passed the legislature sitting, as there will more constructive feedback from 1/3 of the opposition (and I do hope its constructive instead of reenacting the hopeless effort of a 5-year old trying to piss off their parent) . There will be new initiative, and lesser laws imposed to silently kill the people (like tolls, petrol, etc).

Let’s just wait and see.

Other things on my mind:
1. Hoping that the stock market will show great improvement, after the sudden decline post- result
2. Anwar taking over the Lembah Pantai parliamentary seat
3. BN won 15 seats by slim margin of less than 200 votes. I wonder if those who didn’t manage to exercise their right to vote now feel somber pain
4. Independent who has decided to take sides after their triumphant (1 is joining PKR, and today, Tanah Rata’s Ho might return to MCA)
5. My babe Iddelz who was thinking of setting up her own party in 10 years to come. You go babe.


And on another note:
Clinton as the President? Obama as the Vice President?
Reverse that?
Wouldn’t US be a better country?

Waiting to Exhale

It was supposed to start off as a pretty great day, not till I was reading the Sun today with its big header: Sign of Love.

Different people do different things to express their love. And this guy did it by putting up a giant billboard asking the girl to marry him. Cute. It only cost him RM40 K.

I spent my Valentine in the comfort of 3 other adorable friends. So, we were celebrating the Single Awareness Day, but they made it so much fun to be and feel single. Lefty was absolutely hilarious.

I had a chat about my personal enigma with Big Boss yesterday. I told him how everyone around me is getting hooked up, and I am still having a great deal of headache over finding the right one. They all give you the same advice and you couldn’t help but feel more let down.

I remember cheeky giving me some interesting quotes before, from the book ‘Waiting to Exhale’ that she was reading. Here it goes…

“Am I not a good catch or what?”
“We’re all good catches,” Bernadine said.
“Why are we all such good catches?” Savannah asked, leaning forward on her elbows and motioning for the other bottle of champagne.
“Because we’ve got good hearts and we’re good lays and we’re nice people. Isn’t that enough?” Bernadine said.
“Well, since you knew so damn much, why are we having such a hard-ass time meeting Mr. Wonderful?” Robin asked. Nobody had the answer to that one.

Yes, does anyone have the answer to that? People keep saying the same thing over and over again, and it is indeed non-reassuring. I wouldn’t say that I had lots of heartbreaks, but I did had a lot of almost… Period.

Few more interesting quotes:
“I know I’m not going to hear from him. And I hate the thought that I made a fool of myself. That I spilled my guts. Made my most intimate feelings known. How could somebody who acted so sincere be so insincere? How could he play with my feelings like this? I would never do this kind of shit to anybody. Never.”
- Waiting to Exhale, pg 368.

“It was my fault. I was the one who made the decision to open up my little heart. I was the one who said, ‘Here, go ahead and have some. Here, go ahead and take it.’ I’ve accepted responsibility for what for what I allowed to happen to me. I gambled. And I lost. But it wasn’t the end of the world.”
- Waiting to Exhale, pg 377.

Gosh.. It totally reflected what I’ve been feeling recently. Then this one:

“The ones that are good for us, we find dull and boring, and then we pick the assholes, the ones who won’t cooperate, the ones who offer us the most challenge and get our blood flowing and shit. Those are the motherfu*kers we fall in love with.”
- Waiting to Exhale, pg 324.

It got to me totally. And at the end, this is what HE said:
Quote from Grey’s Anatomy:
“Too often, the thing you want most is the one thing you can’t have. Desire leaves us heartbroken, it wears us out. Desire can wreck your life.” – Dr Meredith Grey

Yes, life was indeed wrecked.

Aku bengang.. tahap dewa

I am so freaking pissed right now. Here I am in the office trying to work my ass off for the company, but I was refuse entryto the tower. Why? They say that I am not dressed decently!

What the…. I am wearing my decent jeans, and sleeveless top. It’s not like I am wearing a spaghetti top in short skirt, or even a singlet with hot pants. It’s just the sleeveless top!

How can you define decent or not? Would this actually means that I have to be fully covered from now on?

Screw that.

I am just annoyed with the fact that I actually come to the office during the weekend untuk syarikat tercinta, but I was not even appreciated. How silly is that! I know how to differenciate decency from not. My brain is powerful enough to translate right from wrong k.

But I guess maybe that’s not the case for the guards, cleaners of those technicians working in the tower. They are just such a perv. Their hormone rushing with desire when they see flesh of human skin. Damn those perv.

I am still angry, and I don’t think I can work. Just gonna pack my bag and leave. Goodbye office. You had just lost one hardworking staff, and now I don’t care s**t anymore about finishing this work.

Live life that matters.. for a season.. a lifetime...

I’ve got so much to do today, but was just not in the mood. Earlier today, I attended the HR challenging session so my brain was pretty much exhausted. But that was not the reason for the sudden mode of depression.

I guess when things are not meant to be, you just have to accept it the way it is. You keep yourself reminded that no matter what happens, you need to carry on with your life full of anticipation.

Live life that matters.. for a season…a lifetime..

So cai yok! Let’s talk about some good stuff…

A very good friend of mine got engaged recently, and we were all pretty much excited about it. Everyone was clad in black (which of course does not include Edd who likes to look different at times :p), and looked as hot and delicious as always.

Flower girls.. or not.. haha
So dear Jajabeng, here’s something for you:
When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible. I guess this is that small step to eternity with Jumy. Fear not, as we will always be here for you.. all times. They say that your life is never complete, not until you are married that is. All the joy and happiness ahead awaits. We’ll throw the best bacheloret party for you this year and even after, we would still stand by you through all the troubles of planning the wedding. What are those planning skills for, if it is not used for good advantage.

Some wise wise woman (obviously) said this:
A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person. ~Mignon McLaughlin

All the best dear!

Remember.. Live a life that matters… for a season.. a lifetime..

Ketuaku... Senamanku.... Laparku...

Yeah.. yeah.. Am at work, but decided to rant anyway since my boss is not within visible range (way up there in the country of 'matahari terbit'). Zzzz…
Let’s flashback to my first few weeks in the office. By chance, when he was traveling to China, he texted me asking "Do you want anything from here?". I guess that was the early warming-up engagement which only lasted briefly, not until you see the pile of work and hectic schedule that all that seem to matter, doesn’t really quite do it anyway. The orientation period is over, and he's back to being the boss again.

Last Friday, I proudly wore the traditional baju kurung, in which my grace and elegance won the admiration of another boss :p. Of course being the un-serious me, I laughed and revealed to him that I had to wear something decent every Friday. My boss looked at me and said, "aku suruh dia pakai baju kurung. Respect the day. Ni pakai seluar, skirt..." I laughed again, and said "But today Friday la boss. nanti nak keluar dating etc". He gave that serious look which made me smile and my heart was beating, “Yes ayah. Will do ayah”.

Yeah, bitch all you want about the boss when he’s not around. But actually, we are very civilized really. There’s this respect that we uphold, and even though I am very kiddish at time, he knows that I am a valuable asset to him. And such a father figure he has become to me. I don’t really do what people told me off to do, but I do it if I feel the surge of respect to that person. “Nah.. Suhana is just scared that he won’t give her a good rating this year and it will just totally spoil her record :p” Blab la bla…Where got… I am so gonna miss him when I leave for this other position. Last week he asked me again whether I am sure about moving. So of course Suhana grin with content. Hmm… Sayang jugak boss kat aku.

Hey, this post is not supposed to be about my boss.
Well really, after a long absence, I feel like I need to update my dearest readers.

I have been going to the gym for about a month now. I actually signed up 1 day before my birthday in December (jot this down… 22 December..:p) as part of my new-‘age’ resolution. When we were asked to list the 3 things we wanted to achieve, this is what I told my trainer (in order of importance of course):
1. Tone my body
2. Lose weight
3. Reduce stress

So, PHYSICALLY what have I achieved post-1-month-training?
200 gram of additional FAT
200 gram of MUSCLE
2 kJoule higher metabolisme

Damn… do the math. I have just added another 400 gram of body weight where I am supposed to be doing totally the opposite! How has the training session helped?

EMOTIONALLY/SPIRITUALLY I guess I feel much fitter now. I still can’t buy the new jeans that I wanted, but at least I can do a 2 km jog without dying of exhaustion.

Someone recently probe an interesting question, “Don’t you have a 4th agenda up your sleeve when you signed up for the gym?”
Flatter me…
“Meeting someone new at the gym?”
You mean all those masculine guys, dying for girls to check them out, but turn out to be gay all along?
“Oh… that settles it then”

Yes, atrocious but true. Most guys in the gym ARE gay! You can look all you want at this 6 packs I have developed, but sorry girls, I am reserving this for my partner who would probably have the same 6 packs, and would satisfy my desire MORE. Ok.. stop stop… Let’s just blanko that dreadful thought off your mind.. and mine.

Yesterday when I played tennis, I felt fitter. Of course the chicken sup and lamb chop we had before wasn’t exactly healthy to start with and restrain some of our cross-court crossing and big-serve (some Big excuse and Big words which she just made up from all those matches on telly), but I felt that my forehand were sharper. Probably gym has pays off in some way. Probably the muscle I gain on my arms compliment the fat I have on my bum for my whole fast and swift Sharapove move. :-D

So, I am going to the gym again today for my Personal Trainer session. After 1-month of hardcore gym session, I guess I understand the suffering of those who spend most of their life counting calories on the food they consume. Normally, I would laugh them off… praying hard that they would lead a better life than using their God-given arithmetic ability to tally the food they consume to the calories they are supposed to shed off. Gracious…Believe me… They have every right to do so!

Imagine this…My 15 minutes on the treadmile only burn about 100-120 kJoule of fat. Compare it to this: ONE fantastic burger from McDonald (yummy) contains 600 calories of fat on average. Imagine running on the treadmile for more than 1 hour for the simple 10 minutes delight of those delicious once-in-a-year product of Prosperity Burger. This is where desire starts to give in and of course, these people are the smart one and not us who condemns them. So, don’t judge a person until you are in their shoe. Empathy people. Come on, together now…. EMPATHY. Tak sekolah ke?

So now we come to the big decision. What should I have for lunch? That prosperity burger does sound very tempting indeed.

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