IT'S P-A=R-T-Y TIME ;0

EVERYBODY...tomorrow is going to be potluck day!
what?
since when we need to have potluck based on ur order?
one thing that im worried about being stuck in the office is...eating..yes..here we are eating all time
party..party...
the boss is gone till end of the week
so..some ladies couldnt stop themselves from getting fatter..and choose to influence others.
that's it! my detox days will be ruined.
what am i going to bring tomorrow?
my mouth and a big empty tummy...
oh..when am i goin to loose the weight?

if you cant be thin...make others fat
o..o..o does it ring a bell?

You are NEVER alone

Sometimes, when the world's not on your side
You don't know where to run to
You don't know where to hide.
You gaze, at the stars in the sky
At the mountains so high
Through the tears in your eyes.

Looking for a reason,to replace what is gone.
Just remember, remember
That you are never alone.

You are never alone (you are never alone)
Just reach into your heart
And Allah is always there.

You are never alone (you are never alone)
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You are never alone.

So now as you long for your past
Prepare for your future
But knowing nothings going to last
You see this life is but a road
A straight and narrow path
To our final abode
So travel well O Muslim
And Paradise will be your home
And always remember
That you are never alone.

You are never alone (you are never alone)
Just reach into your heart
And Allah is always there.

You are never alone (Allah is there)
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You are never alone.
You are never alone (you are never never alone)
Just reach into your heart
And Allah is always there.

You are never alone (you are never alone)
Through sorrow and through grief
Through happiness and peace
You are never alone.

Even on a rainy day...there's a beautiful butterfly outside the window..waiting for you to reach out

Oh Who See!

"party all night long...." Ms Rahmah, my "small" boss was dancing and singing around the office. unfortunately i could only see her hands tossing around passing the cubicles. being vertically challenged make it hard for me to see her from far. Yet i adore her spirit. she's loud, full of energy compared to me who prefer to be silent in the end of the corner. oh well, i enjoy my own company sitting at the brightest and warmest place in the level.

all bosses are gone for a retreat..leaving most of us more than happy....like Ms Rahmah said...PARTY TIME... and me left "on call" glued to my chair..trying to write report in my native language while thinking in my second language. it's hard for me..i have to generate a translation machine in my brain...i dont think in my native language anymore..im comfortable with my second language..it's like everything has been translated to the language.

i was browsing thru some website trying to ease my agony after days listening to the same issue and trying to jot down all those craps properly. i need something to plug my ears with. i refused to on the radio since i found most of the content of the songs aired consist of obscene language. yes, i'm 18+ and grouped as a mature listener but still feeling uneasy. this morning i was listening to a radio station when the song start with..."i never seen your body..." gulp! what kindda of song is this? what's going on with the country's entertainment? dont people are sensitive about these anymore?

i always listen to the lyrics carefully which later i commented and give a full summary of the hidden meaning. "once i was listening to a song sang by a man.."....i could never be your women". yikes! this is a gay song...my friend ended up tunning to other song. sometimes...my nieces couldnt take it anymore and said " can we just listen to the song..and you stop analysing every single words.." i just couldnt help myself. language is my biggest interest especially poetry so..my brain tend to process it that way...not my fault..although the words do iritate me a lot. nowadays, i prefer to drive without the music. i just got sick of those lyrics which inappropriate most of the time. i tried to make sure i have a book with me..i read when stopping at the traffic lights..yess no kidding!!!

workin infront of pc all day long gives me chances to browse the internet from time to time. with just few clicks i ended up listening to some nasheed online. we couldnt download anything from the net. so this website is good enough. i put my headphone on and click the listen icon.

hey..this one sound familiar..i have no blinking idea what does it mean but it does sooth my mood..i think i heard this before..where?
then i remembered ....i've listent to it many many times but never think of looking for the meaning. shame on me.. :'(

so, coming home...i just had to cure my curiousity..after cooking some "express" tofu soup..i ended up browsing the youtube with my dinner on the table. i was slurping the yummy soup and preeching to Harumi. she stood there joining me for dinner and tried to comprehend what i was saying..oh well..i hope she could bear with me..she's a great listener..a good company. i just couldnt shut my mouth, talking about my new discovery.had to keep on analysing the lyrics :)

so this is..viola! it's about mosquitos but with implicit meaning which does reflect on myself. yes..who cares about the mosquitos...i do care about the creator though! yes..HIS magnificient creation are amazing. i am created and my decrees have been writen, the ink already dried...

yes..Ya Man Yara..forgive me..i failed most of the time..fortunately, i have HIM leading me again.



Oh! who see the mosquito spread its wings
In the darkness of the black night

And see its vein in its upper chest
And the brain in these thin bones

And see blood running in its jugular vein
Moving from one joint to another

Forgive me For what I have previously done
And see the embryo nurturing inside it

In the darkness of its innards without looking
And see its footsteps

In its quick and rushing movements
And see and hears other beings

In the bottom of the dark and huge sea
Forgive me For what I have previously done

this lyrics made me realised that i had to do something and alhamdulillah i did it...now im feeling much more calm.

THe SpY NexT FLooR

come here, you!
who me?
yes..you
i heard you've done something...you've sent a man to jail
i was...what?
what have i done?
i'm not even done with last month's work.
dont give me that blur look
huh?
you've made Ruvue in trouble.
how?
Ruvue, the attachment officer from the Bluee planet?
yes..him?
now the ministry is conducting a thorough investigation.
you'll be the main witness.

Ruvue is a new officer attached to my department. he's here on a collaboration project between Greeno planet and Bluee planet. we are trying to make an MOU on creating safer galaxy. i remembered i went to meet him last month with the intention to prepare a report on Bluee defence ministry. i had to catch up with my dear friend Sammo.. missing outings with him recently. So i took the stairs up to next floor. saying hi to Sammo, had a lil bit updates and i was off meeting Mr Ruvue. he seems like a friendly guy who proudly telling me all about his planet. yes..he's definitely proud of his roots. who couldnt be proud of a place like that.

everything is blue..even the leaves. i went there for backpacking during my college years and ended up liking the blue tea which taste more like mint tea. People are friendly there. they like to dance and sing a lot. just like in Bollywood movies on earth except that those dancing creatures are blue. yet they wrapped their bluish bodies with colourful cloth. oh..it's so wonderful...it's like blue is not the colour of "sadness".

i hope those people on planet earth see that blue doesnt associate Sorrow. gosh! i nearly punch my fellow human classmate during a class debate on metaphor in Romanticism..yes..all those metaphor created by dead human beings who never been to the Bluee planet. Blue is wonderful, just like green..except i'm too synonym with green and prefer to stay greenish. duh! i was born green..surrounded by lovely green things, tighted up with green loves.

remember Avatar? the box office in 2009 set in Pandora among the Navi.. there's a town named Pandorue and the Navue actually lived in the southern part of Bluee. but i think the film is exaggerating. they dont have tails..and plus they wear clothes..lovely silk. my cousin Sandue is a mix bred..her mom is a Greeno and pop is a Bluee Navue and they live in the Bluee capital...100 miles from Pandorue. i yet to visit them at their new place. i heard that everybody is adapting well there.

back to my case..

Dont you feel worried?
why should i?
this creature never really have that worried look..just the blur look.
the police might ask you questions and you'll be a suspect.
its okay..i did my facial..a green tea facial plus broccoli..these two new revolution in cosmetics are believed to make us more glowing...hahaha
okay..i failed to make you worried.
why should i....SUDDENLY MY LIFE BECAME MORE INTERESTING... i shouted my lungs out and while making my way to the ladies..thanks to the unlimited green tea that filling my bladder, a good excuse to stay away from Mr Zozo the Green Bozo :O

the next few days...colleagues approached me and gave me all sorts of tips on "HOW To disguise myself"..some are giving me crazy ideas:

BUY a new spaceship...make it blue, well, i like my green one just fine and i love to save more money and travel to Mars a.k.a the red planet. yes my human friends are busy talking about it. they will envy me since i could stay alive with no oxygen..ohh i love being alien..sorry humans, keep sending those robots or what you called satelite..truth is you'll never set your foot on MARS! who knows..you might catch my pics..grining Greeeeenn!!! :)

some of them even asked me to change my complexion..to blue..means that i have to dye my body blue..yikes. dont like that blue+green..i think i'll look like a grey jellyfish..btw, are jellyfish grey? not sure.we dont have one here..
jelly + fish..yucks!!! my imagination is running wild..STOP! i only eat fresh greens..err frogs are excluded.

i stressed to my colleague "IM NOT THE CRIMINAL HERE..IM A HERO..I SHOULD BE REWARDED NOT DETAINED"
Most of these creature have no commonsense.
my director called me one day and reminded me to be extra caution. aaarggghhh i enjoy breathing my.. my.. freedom. now i have to be extra careful. its like there'll be war within these two planets. perhaps i should wear a blue paper bag with two holes plus another hole to breathe so that nobody recognise me.

i hate to create a scene. honestly i dont mean to trouble anybody. just happened that i ended up revealing a document full of classified information that mr Ruvue gathered from my department. the worst part is..he uploaded it online. technically, he's the one that should be blamed..best kick out of the planet. he could be a threat to us..the Greenos.
crapsss!!!! i was the one who found it..he gave me the website. the Bluee Creatures could just locate me with their satelite..and im done..could be turned into coleslaw..with extra greens..interesting yet pathethic.

after 2 weeks of worries i'm pretty much relieved because nobody talk a lot about it anymore except my senior Mr. Zozo who constantly teasing me for being too "naive"..."blur" "outer space".
w-h-a-t-e-v-e-r..i didnt give much thoughts on it..i do my work..i come on time..i dont say bad words..
that old green folk is just not that important to me.

today my boss called me and whispered to me
"just say..you consulted me".
i was like..what?
the blue case.
ooo its not over yet?
it's getting more serious my dear.
do they know ME?
no..
DARN!!! i should be famous by now

Hello..i deserve a praise here..a promotion perhaps ;) a scholarship to do research in other planet will be accepted plus extra allowance for sunscreen....other planets are so much polluted..thanks to human's error..

huh..some people are just craving for cheap attention.
get a life Najeeno..you are so "attention seeker"

i wonder when the press will come and interview me and the paparazzi are all around me?
"THE SPY NEXT FLOOR starring Najeeno the Greeno's superstar" coming soon in cinema near you.

snap it Green!, you are just another green alien no greener than others!!!
now go to bed...
ooo..okayyy...

WHICH ONE AM I?

I FOUND THIS STORY ONLINE WHILE TAKING A BREAK FROM WORK. ITS INTERESTING BUT HONESTLY I COULDNT REALLY DECIDE WHICH ONE IS ME?..NOT YET...what do you think?

Once upon a time a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn't know how she was going to make it.
She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem was solved, another one soon followed.
Her father, a chef, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire.
Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in one pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot.
He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter, moaned and impatiently waited, wondering what he was doing.
After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the potatoes out of the pot and placed them in a bowl. He pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. He then ladled the coffee out and placed it in a cup.
Turning to her, he asked. "Daughter, what do you see?" "Potatoes, eggs and coffee," she hastily replied.
"Look closer", he said, "and touch the potatoes." She did and noted that they were soft.
He then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.
Finally, he asked her to sip the coffee. Its rich aroma brought a smile to her face.
"Father, what does this mean?" she asked.
He then explained that the potatoes, the eggs and coffee beans had each faced the same adversity-the boiling water. However, each one reacted differently. The potato went in strong, hard and unrelenting, but in boiling water, it became soft and weak.
The egg was fragile, with the thin outer shell protecting its liquid interior until it was put in the boiling water. Then the inside of the egg became hard.
However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were exposed to the boiling water, they changed the water and created something new.
"Which one are you?" he asked his daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a potato, an egg, or a coffee bean?"
In life, things happen around us, things happen to us, but the only thing that truly matters is what happens within us.
Which one are you? When problems come (and they will) how will we react? Will they make us weak, hard hearted or will they cause us to change into something worthwhile?

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The Sisterhood of Traveling Pants

i hacked this novel from Neesa's collection. nothing extraordinary about the plot. just normal american teenagers' story. Girls' friendship. couldnt relate any of it with my story..just the fact that Tibby's friend, Bailey who died because of cancer. i almost cry for this part..yes..my bestfriend Rahmah died in May 2007..so basically..been 3 years..tough

i did enjoy reading it, very casual, no hassle..u could almost guess the ending. i have the 3rd book but havent read it..it gone missing from my bookshelf..gosh! i hate it when others hacked my "library". or maybe they did ask me..but i just forgot about it. must be my nieces. i'll ask them.

i read almost any kind of genre of books..but not into romance that much. i particularly like children's collection, teenagers or even serious autobiography of Madam Mao. till now i still remember her quote " the only contribution from men in this world is sperm" talking about feminism vs dictatorship. Madam Mao vs Mao zethung..guess what..the "queen" controlled..

the best part of the novel is just the fact that the girls Lena, Britney, Tibby & Carmen used the pants to keep on their friendship going...cool enough..and one of the rule is to never washed it..ever!

the author should change the Title of the book as The Sisterhood of the Stinking Pants :P believe me..It will be stinked after 2 summers!