Sunday, September 05, 2010
Kena or not?
- payment to service contractor
- normally thru cash only
- i normally din keep receipt, just the invoice [cos receipt size is small, invoice size is A4 which fits nicely in my file].
- bodoh kan?
- din think this 'shitty' thing would arrive one day.
- ARGJGHGHGHGHGHHGHGHGHGHG
- they decided to send the bill instead of 'brader' come and collect.
- as usual i din keep receipt, later the bill said i have tunggakan.
- i sent email, i call bla bla bla - they only based on receipt. i was this [hold thumb and forefinger very near] close to tuduh that brader take the money. Brader came by office, told me he transferred already,
- but then again, i swear i paid that brader for the last time, until they changed payment method. even maria also said i paid to him already.
- fark! even if i thought the lousy invoice looks neater in my file, i should've kept the receipt. Doink! [repeat 150 times - cos i think i lost that much].
Labels: lenkali simpan receipt
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Is It Really 5 Years Already?
Pergh it's been 5 long years since i started this 'papan tulis'. 5 years. Enough to grow a durian tree, and reaping the harvest oh so nice. 5 years will get you nice dividends you can use to pay for the downpayment for that nice house let alone nice car(s). 5 years after Form 1 there's this big exam called SPM. 5 years.
5 years can give you so much to learn, so much time to reflect upon your experiences. So what have become of me? Let's see..Changed a few jobs, currently in my 4th year now alhamdulillah. I bought an apartment, got married to my lovely wife, got a lovely daughter named Aesha Amani, bought another house due to be complete end of 2011, got rid of my evil credit cards and the baggage that came with it (woohoo). I realised that we Malaysians are a bunch of sensible people, only to throw the sensibility down the drain when both hands are holding a steering wheel. Dayem, i knew this blog longer than i know my wife "gulp".
5 years is not that long, come to think of it. Close-open-close-open [pejam-celik-pejam-celik] all those years will pass by just like that. I swear i will find ways to bind this blog's entries for Maria and Aesha to read. Especially Aesha and her brother. [oh yes, it's gonna be a boy! Alhamdulillah].
Ramadhan is coming to an end. I love bulan puasa, you feel light, everything's in perspective because we don't waste time thinking "where to eat for lunch?", you prioritize and productivity goes up, you pollute the Earth less, you restrain yourself from buying 5 types of kueh for buka puasa, and by the time it's iftar - you're the happiest person on Earth. If you insist upon drinking that air kelapa muda ais later you'll become ular sawa, which defeats the Ramadhan purpose.
Wallahualam..
Labels: ramadhan aidilfitri restrain senses
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