Who do you call when your car break down

Recently, my car breakdown, just few days into 2017. What a lucky omen this could be, I thought. But I was lucky, my tyre flat when I was arrived at home. So I didn't breakdown middle of the road. But before you continue to reading this post, you must be thinking, I could change the tyre myself. Why not.

Well, I'm a girl. I couldn't even lift up the tyre let alone how to extract the flat tyre out. Long story short, when I discovered my tyre flat, I took out my phone and go through the list of people in my contact that I could call for help. First check, call my ex ? Oh no, that's such a bad idea. Second check, call a not-so-close guy friend whom I went out drink for 2 times. What a duch, he would probably hang me up and thought I'm such a loser. Third check, call my dad...yes. I ended up calling my dad for help. 

And my dad came. And he started assembly all the tools and start to do the fixing. Through the process, my dad sweat and was gashing for breath. For your info, my dad was 60 plus and I start to feeling guilt and so sorry for my dad. That I'm such a failure, that I don't even have any reliable guy friend that could help me. Through my life, I only know how to make friend with girls, and not boy. And I knew no boy will be there for me...except for my dad. I could call insurance hot line and get it fix with a pay services, but dad insisted to help me, so I agreed to it. But I was regretted after that seeing my dad in exhaustion. 

After the incident, I have more determination to make the website a success because by doing my best is the best reward for my dad. This post is dedicated to the only father I know in this world. You're the best, dad. I love you. 

Dream is what makes you

I have a dream. A dream that larger than life for me. I wanted to start a website. A website that represent my thoughts and ideas. But what if the idea is a joke ? Will I be a laugh pie for all my friends and family ? They say fear of failure is the biggest obstacle to be success. 

I'm sick and tired to be mediocre. I'm sick and tired to listen to people order. I'm sick and tired to stuck in a job that meet end meet. I'm sick and tired of being transparent. I'm sick and tired of not good enough. I'm sick and tired of disappointment. I'm sick and tired of not paying forward. I'm sick and tired to disappoint people that loves me. I'm sick and tired of conformist. I need a break through. This is enough reason to launch website for better or worse.

This post shall remind me to carry forward my dream and hard works through 2017. I will read back what I wrote to keep pushing myself forward. I have all the reason to be crazy enough to surprise everyone once again. To my beloved granny, you're the reason for magic to happen. 

The Unforgettable Christmas

It was 2007, as Christmas is near the corner, everyone is feeling festive and weary as the year is going to end. It was eve of Christmas, as usual, me and my friend decided to go out and have a glass of beer. I was wearing flat and jean, not looking for anything that night, just wish to catch up with a friend to wind down and talk about what had passed. Little did we know, a beautiful girl dress in evening gown half sober knock us from behind the table. It was our dear friend who just finished attending a wedding.

As it getting late the evening, everyone was almost drunk, a lot of friends of friends came in the pub and the atmosphere is getting high with the loud music set on. I was doing nothing, just watching people and chatting with new and old friends inside the pub. As it reach 3am, the pub is closing down the shop. We need to make a move.

As me and my friend were making way out, the other friend who dress in evening gown were completely drunk flat out. I couldn't carry her, so the plan, was to hijack a guy stranger to carry her for us. We managed to hijack a guy name Adrian, and he is so helpful, that he carry her all the way to his car and decided we should stay in his house till she is sober enough. And that's what we did.

As we were at his house, we noticed, he is really neat and tidy and quite a nice guy. Our drunk friend was completely knock out and slept till morning. As the morning arrived, we thought of making our way out again. Out of sudden, there is a knock on the door, and Adrian requested us to be quiet and sit on the sofa to wait for the knock on the door to subside. As predicted, it didn't go off the knocking on the door, but its became more loud and strong the knock. At first we thought, it could be loan shark guy, police or what so ever. But suddenly, there is a lady voice shouting Adrian to open the door.

At that point, 3 of us were really afraid, and we tried to hide inside the room as Adrian trying to open the door. We just hope the girl won't find us as we wish no hurting was done. In addition, we were really afraid of the girl as she is shouting as thought something wrong were done by us. When the girl was in the house, she is shouting and managed to found us out inside the room, and together, we were screaming out of fear. It was hilarious the situation. The girl did nothing to us, but were in tear, as she throw her Christmas present on the floor that was suppose to give to Adrian. The girl found out a purse on Adrian car and that's, the cause of her panic attack. My friend who dressed in evening gown try to console the girl and try her very best to explain the whole situation to the girl. But damaged were done and we hurried ourselves out from the house. And so we went back to each other home and try to recall what have happened, and we concluded, that was an unforgettable Christmas for 3 of us.

Our Bali Trip

It was 2008 and it was one of the great year in my life. I remember the year economy was performing well and thus our bonus were good. It was the forth year of my work life and I was just able to start to get a grip of what work life has to offer. Bonus were good, colleagues and friends were in good spirit and we were set out to have more trips in our life with the good economy. 

Me and my friend decided to do a last minute first trip to Bali. And so happily we did our last minute booking. I log into air asia, got myself and my friend free and easy package with flight and hotel book through air asia. It was done in a split of second without much details needed. And there you go. I didn't read much about the hotel indeed. First check point (hotel is a puzzle). 

Second task, I assigned my friend to change some money so we could spend in Bali. The problem is, me and my friend are indeed similar in many ways of thinking, we like fast and easy. So she took a simple way, without checking the currency that is used in Bali, she happily told the money changer that we need some money in Bali. And the money changer were asking, so you need rupiah / rupee ? And my friend casually answer yes..second check point (rupiah / rupee) ?

When the day arrived, we were so proud of ourself that we were so efficient in co-organising a fun trip in a fast and easy way. Everything done through online and money were changed the night before the flight departure. How smarty pant we were. Haha. When we landed in Bali, the first thing we should be doing is to get a taxi to send us to our hotel. And so we went to buy cab ticket. And my friend open up her wallet to reach for the money to hand it over to the counter. And the counter rejected us and we were puzzle, why ? OMG is the phrase to describe the moment when I took a good look on the money, Ghandi face was looking at me. It was rupee, money used in India. My friend got us the wrong money !! We needed rupiah and she got us a stack of rupeeeeee…OMG. It was hilarious and alarming. 

So my friend hurried to the airport money exchange counter to get our rupee to change to rupiah. But no counters wanted to change for us as nobody will buy rupee in Bali. hahahahha…what a joke. We were really in deep shit. Because we have no other currency but only rupee in Bali for the whole trip. We were sweating as we tried way to overcome our silliness. 

We somehow manage to get a cab to send us to our hotel. When we were arriving at our hotel, we noted the hotel were situated in a paddy field. It was another moment of joke as we laugh through our silliness and got ourself park in the middle of paddy field. Till that point, we were to exhausted to feel mad but to laugh at ourself. 

As we cruised through our stays at Bali, we came to an end to our trip with the little cash money that we managed to change it for our rupee. We were so proud of ourself that we managed to survive with how little cash we have and no one tell us that we need to save cash money to pay airport tax when departing ! last check point (OMG - how are we going to pay airport tax) ?

We were so exhausting at that point and with ourself. It was hilarious with a mixture of anxiety as we were really scare that we might miss our flight. We came with a solution, which is to borrow money from our fellow malaysian people. We try to wait people to queue up air asia counter and we without shame, we asked every person that lining up and seek for their kind helps to lend us rupiah to pay for the airport tax. We were so lucky that our fellow malaysian friends were so kind, and lend us the money. We managed to pay for airport tax and landed safely in kuala lumpur ! We were really grateful and remember how adventures and fun it was our Bali trip. 

The important of first job

When I finally finished my studies of years, I was eager to launch my first job where in fact it is more of launching a new life out of your comfort zone. Yes, it is the time you starting on your own, putting your thought process in selecting the company, the job function and the career path that you want to build on. You will almost felt very stressful in the whole process because deep down, you know, you are the one who bear the good and bad in your own decision this time. There is a lot of pressures and very little opportunities in the world today for the new generations. Yes, our lives have been better off with new technology and the comfort of our lives, but it comes with much bigger expectations to perform well.

When I finally landed my first job, I was indeed in joy because I know I was secure with a job that could help me pay bills. After working for almost 7 years in the industry, my life is indeed in a very different place from where I have first set out. I wanted to take time to reflect how my first job had lead me to now and to share with readers whom in the midst to set off in the race rat:

1) My CV is build on my first job

When I look on my CV, I realized the jobs that I have wrote inside was a consequent of my first job. The following jobs were the same industries, same job functions. I realized when you started off after studies, you will work hard to perform well on your first job, because there is this rat race spirit that pull you in, and along the line, you have decided to stick on the industries and job. In addition, your life is also pack with getting together with new colleagues, catching up with friends to talk about the new jobs and slowly, your social life makes you pretty busy. When you finally decided to change job, without a doubt, you will choose a similar job.

2) My life long peers were found from the first work place

I was lucky to have my first job where I have peers of my same age and as fresh graduates. It is easy for us to become friends as we all share same challenges of work place and together we help each other along the way. It is very important to have peers that you could discuss with in your work place so you know you are not alone in the rat race. Your peers might not be able directly helping you in your everyday work place, but it is important to have someone to share your cases and your achievements as a fresh graduates.

3) My external characters were build by the industry

Have you ever heard people label people according to the industry they worked in? Example, IT people is direct and easy going, while finance people is calculative ? To some extend, its quite truth. Before I joined the industry, I was more of an extrovert person, dislike rules and dislike details. But thanks to the industry, it had shaped me vigorously. I am in the finance industry where it had taught me to look at thing in details, plan before you execute a decision, and follow through the rules strictly.

Happy working newbies !

Confession of an alcoholic

No one sets out to be an alcoholic. It’s certainly wasn’t part of my life plan, but it happened anyway. Luckily I was one of the fortunes one. I got help and was able to stop, which was when the real issue of growing up began.

It was at 2007, I was at my third year of works, feeling young and stupid. I have no idea why I got myself so stress up with works and many things in life. I was also struggling with my weight, as I easily gain weights at that time. To look good at works and in front of my peers, I struggle a lot to maintain my ideal weights. I skip dinner every day and down with 3 can of beers in hope I could sheer some weights. I do that for almost half a year, and that’s when my life suffers without alcohol.

I got till a point where my skin begins to show rashness due to lack of nutrient and too much of alcohol in my body. But that did not stop me from drinking. Drinks happened every day for me, happy hour with colleagues, catching up with friends and, skipping dinner with beers.

I got till the point, I know I need help to stop drinking. The trigger point is when on a particular weekday, I was meeting up a friend for late dinner. And without a doubt, we have alcohol again. I couldn’t stop drink if I have first drink. There will be second drink and so on. And at the end of the dinner, I was drunk but my face doesn’t’ turn red. That’s me. We parted and I went to my car which parked outside road side. I couldn’t even open my car and felt on the road side, sleeping.

Yes, and there a big truck that was passing by and he stopped and helped. When I was sober, he told me he thought I was like a garbage black plastic bag on the road side because I was wearing black shirt and long paint that night. Luckily, he took another look, else, I will be cemented through his big truck. He called my friend to come and pick me up and the rest is history. I was lucky that night, nothing happened.

Don’t drink like a fish, people. Don’t.

You and yourself

Have you ever noticed that as our world becoming more advance, our time spend alone had increased significantly? With all the technology advancement, we spend more time doing online shopping, using Watsapp to get through our important messages across to colleagues, friends and family without any human face to face interaction, didn’t we? It saved us from confronting face to face disagreement and facial expressions that we’re not ready to handle.

It seems nothing is impossible to be found through Internet in today world. Perhaps, it had save us a lot of time to commute to various meeting points while we could just focus in front of a laptop by getting thing done alone quietly. Indeed, this is an ideal world we are living in now. While the world is advancing than ever, we have felt more alone than before.

I remember the best advice I got from a wise man. He is an accomplished man in a mega corporate company, managing work force of 500+ people. It was a Friday morning when he’s giving us a motivation speech about how successful leaders achieved their career peak. He told us, every leader path is different from the other. There is no single straight path or the same journey for every leader. Everyone had many curves along the way and their unique own stories. And it is you and yourself in this life journey. It’s sad but it is the truth.

They said, no matter how bright the neon light shine in the city at night, no matter how many laughing faces around you are spinning around, and no matter how fast the cars had been driven through forcing a strong wind on your face; you know deep inside, there is an influx that is running through your vein, head and aching at your heart for every breath you puff and each step you try to walk. It is you and yourself, and they said.