i'm back in melaka, and still am alive, hehe. today's friday, which also means the 8th day of work in infineon. so far im still undergoing training and attending lots of meetings, still have lots of things to catch up on. apart from that, i quite like my work as a quality engineer though the drawback behind it is that one has to play as a bad guy in certain circumstances. well, maybe i'd turn into a 'harimau garang' one day :p im still in the office now, doing some surfing before heading home. my housemates have gone to genting for a night, guess im all alone tonight, hmm...so might as well stay here a bit longer. ive seen my name on the china list, so off im gonna head for china end of next year. never actually had the chance of staying overseas, this will be the first time, but out of so many countries, why china? ...ive asked myself that question several times, but i guess i'd give it a go, hopefully this exposure would lead me somewhere in future, only God knows gonna miss my family dearly, luckily my boyfriend got the china offer as well, thanks God for that. oh, i just remembered that i still owe melvin n wena photos taken during our food adventures in kuching. i miss them though, wish they were nearer so that i can have eating partners with me. and its not easy to find one who can really enjoy food, not that i know, hehe. ah well, i think this blog sounds more like a 'letter', so better stop here. have a nice weekend, everyone!

Yeah...I can go home early today as compared to most of the days when I only get to leave the office between 6:30-7pm The time now is hmm...5:40pm. I don't feel too good today as I had flu since this morning. I think I got it last night but the first sneeze came in the midst of the daily meeting today, tsk tsk. Nothing much happened today, life goes on as normal. I miss my evening jogs , haven't had any ever since the first day I started work. When I get home, take my shower, simpan baju etc. , the sun is gone and stomach growls for dinner. During the weekend, I seem to be put off
with other activities as well, don't really know what I'm busy with but
there seems to be things undone all the time! So I'm trying to compensate my lack of exercise by climbing stairs instead of using lifts. The place where I'm sitting is actually 4 levels away from the department where I work,and each day I have to go to my department at least 2-3 times. This is actually just anaerobic exercise, can't compare with aerobics but that's the least I can do for the time being :p Ahh...right now I'm worried about my rental
matter. Two of my housemates will be shifting out by this week as they plan to start off their careers somewhere in Kedah. They've promised that they'll look for tenant for one of the room as they plan to continue renting another room. By right they're supposed to be responsible, however, since I'm the one who actually signed the contract and as a friend, I've been asking around but to no avail. Hopefully, prayerfully, we'd be able to find someone to stay soon. It's a nice and spacious house, though unfurnished. I'm putting aside the thought of furnishing it for fear that I might have to move to another place if I can't get enough tenants to share the rental. Furthermore, I'd only be staying for a year here. Anyway, trying to put aside these worries, I'm looking forward to having a long weekend with Deepavali followed by Awal Ramadhan coming up Yesterday, the
company organized this Deepavali treat for all employees from 3-6pm. I went to have a bite (okay, actually I had much more than a bite!) with my colleagues. They served capati, thosai, Indian kuihs, putu maya (not sure of the spelling), curry etc. It was good enough for tea break, hehe. It's time to go home...

This explained why this man today is such a devoted Christian...
Here is a true story by Paul Harvey. You will be surprised who this young man turned out to be. (Do not look at the bottom of this letter until you have read it fully.)Years ago a hardworking man took his family from New York State to Australia to take advantage of a work opportunity there. Part of this man's family was handsome young son who had aspirations of joining the circus as a trapeze artist or an actor. This young fellow,biding his time until a circus job or even one as a stagehand came along, worked at the local shipyards which bordered on the worse section of town.Walking home from work one evening this young man was attacked by five thugs who wanted to rob him. Instead of just giving up his money the young fellow resisted. However they bested him easily and proceeded to beat him to a pulp. They mashed his face with their boots, and kicked and beat his body brutally with clubs, leaving him for dead. When the police happened to find him lying in the road they assumed he was dead and called for the morgue wagon.
On the way to the morgue a policeman heard him gasp for air, and they immediately took him to the emergency unit at the hospital.When he was placed on a gurney, a nurse remarked to her horror, that his young man no longer had a face. Each eye socket was smashed, his skull, legs, and arms fractured, his nose literally hanging from his face, all his teeth were gone, and his jaw was almost completely torn from his skull. Although his life was spared, he spent over a year in the hospital. When he finally left his body may have healed but his face was disgusting to look at. He was no longer the handsome youth that everyone admired. When the young man started to look for work again, he was turned down by everyone just on account of the way he looked. One potential employer suggested to him that he join the freak show at the circus as The Man Who Had No Face. And he did this for a while. He was still rejected by everyone and no one wanted to be seen in his company. He had thoughts of suicide. This went on for five years.
One day he passed a church and sought some solace there. Entering the church, he encountered a priest who had saw him sobbing while kneeling in a pew. The priest took pity on him and took him to the rectory where they talked at length. The priest was impressed with him to such a degree that he said that he would do everything possible for him that could be done to restore his dignity and life, if the young man would promise to be the best Catholic he could be, and trust in God's mercy to free him from his torturous life. The young man went to Mass and communion every day, and after thanking God for saving his life, asked God to only give him peace of mind and the grace to be the best man he could ever be in His eyes. The priest, through his personal contacts was able to secure the services of the best plastic surgeon in Australia. They would be no cost to the young man, as the doctor was the priest's best friend. The doctor too was so impressed by the young man, whose outlook now on life, even though he had experienced the worse, was filled with good humor and love. The surgery was a miraculous success. All the best dental work was also done for him. The young man became everything he promised God he would be.He was also blessed with a wonderful, beautiful wife, and many children, and success in an industry which would have been the furthest thing from his mind as a career if not for the goodness of God and the love of the people who cared for him. This he acknowledges publicly.
The young man was and is........ Mel Gibson.His life was the inspiration for his production of the movie "The Man Without A Face." He is to be admired by all of us as a God fearing man, a political conservative, and an example to all as a true man of courage. And to think I admired him before I knew any of this! He is quite a man!

A friend sent me this meaningful message, and that somehow made me pause for a minute and the picture of each family member came to my mind. I miss my family, I hope I'd be able to meet when they go to Penang next month; may God bless them all..

You don't love someone because they're beautiful. They're beautiful because you love them. Its true you don't know what you've got until its gone, but its also true you don't know what you've been missing until it arrives!!! I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply. He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you." We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said good-bye.

But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,

While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, But the children you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, You never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed; Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."

He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway." I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."

FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, The company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind the story? Do you know what the word FAMILY means? FAMILY = F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU