Rumah Terbakar Panggil Bomba!

Any one of you got caught in traffic at Federal Highway near the Kerinchi exit during lunch hour today? Inilah penyebabnya..

Captured the pictures while I was having lunch at the TM cafeteria just now. So, this is really hot off the press, y'all! Seems that a house (probably squatter) by the Federal Highway was on fire. I believe it is in the Kerinchi area. There's not many squatter houses left in that area, most have already made way to the rapid development in the neighbourhood. By the end of my lunch, there were already several firetrucks on the scene. Efficient, y'all! (BTW, call 999 for Bomba these days, ok? They are all using the same number for Malaysia Emergency Response team inclusive of the police, bomba and ambulance)

Terbakar or dibakar? Don't really know.. Maybe a child was playing with matches and the unfortunate happens. Maybe some developer tied a flaring torch to a mouse and let it loose.

One thing's for certain though. Traffic jam due to kay-po-chee bystanders; in the buildings, by the roadside, in the cars.. (Yours truly included) All stalling to see and comment among themselves on what happened, why it happened. A must get-together lah, kata orang..

Aaahhh... Malaysia memang boleh!

-dillz blogging out-

Weekend ke tak Weekend ni?

It's Sunday. I am already feeling the heat. Not just from the weather, No No No.. I have quite a lot on my plate, actually. I have a report due from the previous assignment, currently undergoing a new one and will be on a special assignment with the Big Boss the next week! hihihihihi..

So, I have been slotting work time during the weekend; going to the office with some other last-minute report writers (Hi guys!!) till night-time. Even our 2nd Boss and his wife came over to bring some donuts and hotdogs as morale booster. (Sweet, tak?) Then, the numerous Master bedroom lock-in sessions to get some peace and quiet from the blaring Playhouse Disney or Cartoon Network channels in the living room. Nampak gayanya, si kecik Khaleeda would have to sleep in the kids' room tonight since I would be putting in another 4am shift tomorrow morning. What joy! Am soo looking forward to that. (Not!!)

Oh, Khadra's joining me in my session now. She has 3 homework to finish by tomorrow morning. Haha.. Last minute jugak macam mummy dia. They start off soo young nowadays.. :)~~

Hubby promised a date to minum-minum after this shift. Yeay! Thanks, yang.. I'd better get to back to the report now. Right after I get that Oreo from the kitchen.

-dillz blogging out-

Dot Bangang

Have you ever had this happen to you?

You get a call right in the middle of doing something important; in the middle of a meeting, getting your hairy body parts waxed, screaming to your kids for not doing their homework right or what-have-you; and the number is one that you do not recognize. It could be some random mobile or fixed line, but fearing for some important or critical news on the line, you pick it up. I mean, what other option do you have, right? Only to hear a stream of words thrown your way:

• asking you whether you have 3 minutes to enjoy a free stay at a remarkable resort by the sea?
• or offering you a great insurance / personal accident coverage offered only to you, our special and priveledged customer,
• or selling you a great travel membership with association in 600plus resorts in 90 countries.

This is when I personally go fuming mad. I know they are just doing their job, so I bite my tongue and say any of these reply varieties:

• "It's OK. I already have personal insurance."
• "I'm not interested. Thanks."
• "I tengah meeting lah. Nanti call balik, ya"
• "I outstation ni."

Now I have another option than to answer the calls. After every event, I would save the number into my contact named ".Bangang". If I exceed the maximum number for ".Bangang"; then ".Bodoh", ".####" ".%^&$%" will follow.

Peace of mind. Thank you!

Okay, I have ranted. Now, I can work!

-dillz blogging out-

On This Friday Morning

I was shocked to hear about the demise of MJ on my way to work this morning. The "King of Pop" is no more. He apparently collapsed in his house and was taken to UCLA at about 4am MST where he went into a coma. After a while, he was pronounced dead, at the age of 50 years old.

Controversies surrounding the great MJ are many, but he really is a gifted and brillant entertainer. After all, they say, the line that separate true genius and insanity is a very thin one. He will surely be missed.

Read the story here

Picture from here

Anyhoots, I seemed to have started the day on my right foot otherwise. I was certain that entry to the parking hell that is Level -2 of Menara TM has been closed for any vehicles but as soon as I got the mouth of the entrance, the Pakcik Guard was waving to me to enter. There's one spot left! What luck, what timing. So, alhamdulillah, I am parked legally in Level -2 today. :)

The next good news has been anticipated for quite a while. Finally got word that I passed my Band 2 Assessment and am being "processed" for promotion. Double Yeay! Alhamdulillah.. my prayers have been answered..

Seems that I am starting on the right foot today. Hope you guys have a good day too and have a great weekend, y'all!

-dillz blogging out-

La la la la Kerja

Been away from the office for a while . I took leave Wednesday and Thursday day last week. Had to take additional leave to tend for the sick kids from Friday last week till yesterday. I have been up since Khadra's last nebulizer intake early this morning to pack up all the stuff for her discharge today. Wanted to squeeze some report writing as well. That was the plan.

My report writing progress was quite good the first day, but it dwindled down severely thereafter. I guess there's just something about being in a hospital that makes you feel a little woozy, a little lazy and a little sleepy. Everytime Khadra takes a nap, mommy is right there beside her taking a nap too. :) Then, there's the other issue on the 24X7 air-cond thing. I have sinus and it seems that the nose has been running a full-marathon these past few days. Not very pleasant with the sok sek-ing. I feel like my energy and the very essence of my being is being sucked away from me, bit-by-bit. Adalah penat. Sangat penat.

Need to bring the game on though. There's much to do to meet the deadline. Looks like many hours of hard work ahead. Many, many loong hours. My tired body needs to be able to withstand more physical and mental torture. Hmm.. This is starting to sound like an excellent excuse for a good massage.

-dillz blogging out-