Day 15 - I Said

I like quotes and normally try to search at least one everyday. And I don't have specific quote to be my favourite because it changes according to the situation.

But the one I made myself,  means a lot to me. :)

Day 15 - Your favorite quotes.

Reading

Gila malas nak tulis review. Hahahhaha. Hanget hanget tahi ayam sungguh. So aku letak je lah buku buku worth reading atau akan jadi worth reading. Ni ikut kepala otak aku lah kan sebab genre orang lain lain. Huu. Kalau novel, aku rasa worth spend masa baca true story. Aku rasa touching lebey. :P

Currently Done Reading

Aku malas nak buat review kali ni sebab tu lah bertangguh tu tak bagus, bila macam gini malas. Ecehehh.

Ni buku smart ah baca tak sabar nak tahu apa jadi apa jadi. Very twisting plot and phewwww. Kita kalau baca buku, kita akan imagine orang tertentu kan untuk satu satu watak. Aku imagine stau budak ni untuk buku ni dan aku pun pelik kenapa aku boleh fikir itu budak. -.-"

5 starszzz.

Hmmm. Pernah cakap kan dulu aku dah macam tertarik nak tahu pasal kisah kisah war kan? So bila ternampak ni, terus grab. Heee. Mungkin gak sebab ada perkataan quotes as well.

2.5 stars. Sebabnya, kau dahlah cetek pasal war pastu nak jump jump baca hak entah mana mana muncul. So hadam jelah benda tak berapa nak faham.

Yeps. Buku ni terbaik gak buat kau rasa kau nak buat yang terbaik untuk kali terakhir. Apa yang kau akan ubah kalau kau mati hari ni sebab selama hidup kau, tak ubah kau macam orang jahat or nakal. Masa baca ni, ada doubt sikitlah bagus ke tak sebab cerita dalam ni lifestyle omputeh, so macam tak match kalau nak compare dengan kita, muslim punya life. Sebab even dia dah ubah jadi terbaik, still tak baik untuk kita. Tapi, kita ambil konklusi yang baik yang aku tulis pada ayat pertama dan kedua. :)

3.9 stars.

Pertama aku suka apa apa yang mengenai budak. Kedua aku suka true story. So since terjumpa buku ini, aku mula berangan angan nak cukupkan koleksi as buku dia phewww~ Tapi duit aku yang tak berapa nak phew makanya kenalah aku save setiap duit aku ada dan beli sedikit demi sedikit lama lama cukup set. Hahhahaha.

Buku ni memang kesian. Asal tukar satu bab, geram. Satu bab, kesian. Kesian kesian kesian dan yeay! 

4 stars!

Masih buku yang sama dan ada satu bab buat aku seka air mata! Kalau kau baca buku ni, kau akan terfikir ada juga bangsa mak jenis macma gini! Ish! Memang tak logik, tapi itulah yang berlaku. Tagline sesuai untuk buku ni aku rasalah kan, Don't Drink While Parenting. Huuu!

4.5 stars.

Currently Reading.

Buku ni hadiah ayah aku untuk birthday adik aku. Disebabkan aku dah kehausan buku padahal banyak lagi buku dalam rumah ni yang kau nak haus haus tu pehal? makanya aku pun kobek kobek lah tak buku adik aku dan yang ni yang berjaya menarik perhatian.

Sebab masih lagi membaca, aku tak leh komen lago so far. Chill!

Future Reading. 

Insyallah!

Sekarang mengumpul sikit sikit duit untuk 3 buku kat bawah dan beberapa lagi yang tak berapa nak kesampaian. Sob sob sob.

Hopefully. 

In hope of many things to come true. Insyallah!

Favouright [1]

Accept the differences, appreciate yourself. 

Peace. 

The Day

Found this in my blog gallery and well hmmm..
How is you health buddy? Maybe you can click here and get it answered. After raya, means that a lot of makan makan and you will probably get sick!

... [26]

 When I work, I work with all my heart even it means bringing work home and unsure future. HE knows. Definitely, HE is.

Spot

Kid's favorite spot, tickle her belly with your face!

See her pure and sweet smile! I heart the chuckle!

Tak Ada Yang Bagusnya

I watched Behind The Enemy Lines last night and seriously, war is suck! You know why sometimes we will be  a little bit reluctant to help poor country, and visiting developing country? We will be killed like what had happened to Malaysian journalist in Mogadishu, Somalia and developing countries will be prejudice to certain people because of the past histories and yet, accusing for illegal doing or something and WAR!

And all of them have no ethics during war.

Bombing.

Kill innocent civilians.

Raping.

Tortured the captives.

24-hour battle.

Most important, dirty strategies to win! COWARD!

Islam berperang juga, ada dalam sejarah, tapi masih beretika. Kalau kau baca, baru kau rasa tersentuh hati dan faham dan terima dan yakin dan paling penting, kau akan tahu perang perang zaman hari ni semua jahat semua dosa semua busuk!

War is suck! 

Thank you.

Makeover [1]

Lama sungguh aku hanya singgah untuk berada di rumah, but this time maybe, maybe untuk kekal but, well.. hmm. Let it be. Ada satu kerusi dalam bilik aku ni tua dan uzur bebenor. Lusuh kes tak ada orang dan disebabkan aku rasa ada mood nak elokkan kerusi tu balik, so inilah kerja aku semalam.

Makanya proses memilih fabrik dan corak adalah atas kepala aku. Eh, suka hati akulah kan! Makanya, ada tiga kain aku ambil. Satu cadar tak bergetah.Pantang betul pakai cadar tak ada getah! Susah! Kedua, kain batik yang sungguh licin. Kain batik tak boleh licin hokay, nanti menggelongsor. Ketiga, kain cotton dalam rumah entah mana aku kutip.

Kain batik lemah lembut licin oh!

Cadar tak ada getah huh susah!

Kain kutip entah mana.

 Oh, abaikan kesemua warna yang berwarna hijau. Mata aku ni tak reti nampak warna lain pun cantik sama. 

And, here is the closed up view.

Fikirkan Yang Lain

Kadang rasa susah hati,

Orang lain sukar lagi.

Kerapkali tak tertanggung mata,

Bahu menanggung lebih tersiksa.

Demam batuk dan perit kepala,

Teruk lagi yang bersabung nyawa.

Ada hidangan tak terkenan selera,

Mereka menelan sisa yang ada.

Pada susah mereka.

Pada lapar mereka.

Pada sakit mereka.

Pada derita mereka.

Pada segala sukar yang tidak kita rasa.

Marilah berkongsi apa yang ada.

Zakat Fitrah at Masjid Jamek. 

Ramadhan 29, 1432 H.

Sebelum Di Proses

Hahahahha. Inilah pictures pre and during the kuih manis diabetes the making sepanjang Ramadhan. Inilah dia antara kuih kuih sempat diabadikan di dalam handphone sebelum dimakan dan dihadam. Picturesssss are all so random dan tak tersusun. Pepandailah teka mana dulu mana kemudian.

The not-in-the-pictures but still deliciasss marveliasss yoummmy yoummy are...!

1. The kuih sagu mata ikan warna mesti hijau!

2. Butir nangka. The Kelantan kuih that never made by any part of nangka cesss!

3. Asam gumpal. Again, the kuih made from sago with the kacang hijau filling. Oh, so tawar hebeh but nicely  shaped wehuu!

3. Begedil daging sedaaaaaapppppp but not very sedap because I used the ground meat from Ramlee's product. I made once with manually minced meat and it was more slurppp than this one. Oh!

4. Aiskrim cempedak. Extra cempedak from daddy's kebun sekangkang kera, and ini macam kedai punya aiskrim wa cakap sama lu! 

5. Kuih seri muka. Because it was greenish kuih with glutinous rice so I loikeeee! The taste and the colour was awesome!

6. My first time ever kari daging pekat melekat jilat jari!

7. My worst newbie tomyam ayam ever. Sangat masam. Macam mana tak masam asam keping dua, perahan limau sebijik, tomata empat bijik! Hambeeeeeeek!

8. Ayam goreng kunyit without sos tiram daddy refused but still crunchy!

9. Ayam masak lemak cili api sungguh terbaikkk pedasnya!

10. Eh, habis dah!

Semua ayat nak ada tanda seru. Eksaited terlebih. Hehheehe. Anyway, memasak sungguh fun sama fun macam melukis menconteng bertukang. I should have known this earlier.

Okay, babai. Nak gi makan rendang yummmy!

SELAMAT HARI RAYA!

Here

Here in my heart,

I will tell you what this is all about,

Only when you ask me,

If there is something that I hide?

Salam Lebaran

SELAMAT  BERMAAFAN

Kessokkk Hati

"You ni baru grad ke? Muda semacam je tengok,"

"Bulan 9 ni Insyallah grad,"

Senyum.

"Hospital ni ambik eh fresh grad kerja?"

Sinis gila. Err?

"Mesti gaji you banyak kan? Bukan senang senang fresh graduate dapat kerja hospital macam ni,"

Sinis lagi.

p/s: Gaji banyak? Only if you know, my dear patient....

HAHAHHAHA. BIG LAUGH!

Kau tahu punyalah susah aku nak hadam bahasa orang puteh. Nak masuk U paling sikit kau kena dapat band 3. Kalau markah band 3 tu paling sikit 129, 129 lah aku dapatt. Pheww. Nyaris nyaris. Kalau tak, takdenya kau jumpa aku kat USM. Syukurrr.

Disebabkan audio dekat hospital aku buat part time ni sangat baru, maka proposal untuk propose barang adalah atas kepala aku. Hadei. Kau ingat senang nak buat proposal pulak tu pakai bahasa omputeh? Aku buat proposal penyelidikan pun dah separuh nazak, lagikan proposa entah apa apa tak tau format macam ni? Lagilah.

Dua hari kot aku mengadap komputer baca segala jenis mak nenek proposal bisnes, klinik, pusat rehabilitasi bla bla bla. Naik biul aku menghadap menghadam.

Smart tak opis aku? Opislah sangatttt! Dahlah sejuk gila sampai nak muntah! Rajin kan aku meja penuh kertas? Percayalah tu semua hanyalah kertas proposal, brochures audio yang aku kena reka, sampah betul takde photoshop kat komputer rumah! Oh, dan segala macam jurnal berkaitan. Tu kau tak tengok lagi lantai kat sebelah kerusi, dah macam tong sampah kertas akademik dah ghupanya.

Mengadap dah berjam jam. Nak reka ayat omputeh, berjam jam lagi. Sampaikan nak buat muka depan, dah sakai dah ayat aku tunggang terbalik. Nasib ada BFF Hakim (dan dan tu kau naik pangkat jadi BFF aku, Hakim! Hahhahaha!)

"Proposal For Adding Audiology Instrument. Betulkan grammar aku, Hakim. Pleaseee.."

"Betul dah tu. Lepas /for/ kena ada /-ing/ kalau verb. Ni proposal apa? Tajuk research ke kau just nak minta tambah instrument?"

"Hee. Tambah instrument,"

"Kalau macam tu bukan ke kau patut tulis Proposing For More Audiology Instrument ataupun Proposing/Request For An Addition of Audiology InStrument?"

"Ooo eh? Yeay! Sedap sikit bunyinya!"

"Memanglah sedap, struktur ayat kau yang tak betul, bukan grammar pun,"

Ketahuilah Hakim, sesungguhnya aku ketawa terbahak-bahak baca mesej kau dan bangga ada kawan yang selalu boleh tolong aku betulkan English. Hhahahha.

Akukan tengah buat kerja part time audiologist, ada satu masalah dengan bilik tu yang menyebabkan aku kena buat aduan. Masalah tak adalah besar, takat bunyi aircond tak de pekaknya telinga kau. Tapi, kalau kau dah pegang title audiologis, tu masalah besar!

Maka turun naiklah aku mengadu. Oh tipu. Orang orang biomed dan maintenace yang turun naik cari aku teheee. 

"Cik Huda?"

"Yes. Just call me Huda,"

"We received a complaint that bla bla bla,"

"Yeah. Please come in and hear it yourself. The aircond is quite loud for this room, and I would say all of my patients get distracted, hard to focus hence affecting the test result. It's hard for me to diagnose,"

"Hmm. Yes yes. I can hear that. You can test on me?"

"Sure! You can experience it, so you will know how bad it is,"

Mulakan ujian, sesekali ada anggukan dari pekerja ini. Lega.

"Your english is good-lah. Which school you graduated?"

Aku tersedak. Nak ketawa pun ada. Kalau dia tahu mesej aku pada Hakim, sumpah dia tak puji aku. Hahhaha.

"Oh, Universiti Sains Malaysia,"

"Penang?"

"That's the main campus. For health, Kubang Kerian Kelantan,"

"Baguslah USM,"

HAHAHHAHAHHAH! USM jugak dapat nama! :D

Day 14 - Your earliest memory

Bad dream bad dream go away,

Good dream good dream here to stay.

It was during my 4 years of life.

I remember nothing for my earliest memory but bad dream and have been haunted ever since. I remember the dream clearly; the train with the high speed, the dark misty late evening, and a dead wood-stump in the middle of  the lake.

The rails were broken and I witnessed the scene where  the train just waiting to be plunged into. I couldn't speak, couldn't shout, just silent. And, whammpppppp!

I stared at a victim; a boy that was hanging on the wood-stump and struggled to safe himself.

I just stood still, stared and silent. And, I was scared and I cried. Mommy woke me up because I cried badly during sleeping.

I still remember the smell of the lake and that stump. I still can hear the noisy sounds came from the high speed old train. And, that dream had background music too which was horror!

I've been keeping this bad dream for 20 years but I revealed it three times; I told my lecturer and classmates during our Psychology class,  I wrote not in detail at my previous blog and here. I speak out when I'm afraid, but keep silent when it hurts. :)

So, this dream is scary and at the same time, it is hurting. I am afraid that I will caught dreaming about it again and I don't want it to happen! I already have multiple type of repeating bad dreams and adding a new one (actually the oldest and scariest one), is not a good idea.

Yes. Multiple repeated bad dreams until now. NOW.

Day 13 - This Is The Place

Besides Mecca, this is a place where I want to spend my lonely moment. It is not really what I've imagined since my 17 years old, but close.

Misty. Bench. Cold. 

p/s: In my imagination, it should be a small river too.

I Will

"Huda, you kena sambung master. At least master kalau you nak pergi jauh,"

Pandang dalam dalam mata doktor kacak. Syukur kerana masih berjumpa ENTist sebaik dan seconcern dan sentiasa memberi dorongan macam Prof. Din dan Dr. Rosdan. Sangat refuse untuk move on yet, even few offers terbuka luas. Oh, remind you this... the 'kacak' thing doesn't mean I am easily attracted to nice looking guys (sometimes yes anyhow :P) but this 'kacak' is different. 

Not all the guys meet the requirement of my kacak-ness despite the looking. No no no. My lecturers are all kacak, especially my Dr. N and my speech lecturer Mr. K (soon-to-be Dr! Sangat inspired dengan dia hokayy!). The kacak-ness is applied to those kind-and-nice-and-easy-to-help-hearted people. Peace. :) 

"I will and I want to. Doktor doakan saya eh? I have a plan, dan saya masih menunggu,"

A Lot!

"Bila lagi akak rasa dia tak dengar?"

"Lama dah. Dari darjah 2"

"Kalau boleh describe pada saya?"

"Kalau cakap selalu buat tak tahu. Panggil tak berjawab. Tanya lain jawab lain. Mostly, memang saya perasan dia tak dengarlah,"

Hmmm.

"Cikgu ada cakap apa apa?"

"Ada. Kata cikgu dia, kat sekolah payah nak bagi attention. Saya rasa sebab dia tak dengar, jadi payah lagi dia nak bagi attention tu,"

"Maaf saya tanya, pelajaran dia, makin merudum ke atau sama atau macam mana?"

"Yang tu saya perasan dari darjah 2 sampai darjah 5, setiap tahun mesti turun kelas. Now kelas ke-6,"

"Okay. Masalah lain kalau nak tambah pada saya?"

"Ayah dia selalu complain dia cakap tak fikir dulu. Main cakap je. Pulak tu cakap, payah sangat nak find words. Kalau dia nak cakap satu sentence, kita yang letih nak dengar apa dia nak bagitahu,"

Hmmm.

"Kawan-kawan dia ada cakap apa apa tak,"

"Oh, aah. Adik dia pernah cakap; Mama, kawan abang tanya abang gagap ke?"

Hmmm. Paling pada si comel ini.

"Abang, abang susah ke nak dengar? Cuba cerita dengan kakak,"

"Susah. Abang susah nak dengar. Abang susah nak dengar cikgu cakap. Abang susah nak dengar kawan kawan cakap,"

Argh. Tarik nafas.

"Okay puan, kalau ikut ujian yang kita dah buat hari ni, dari keputusan ni memang nampak dia sepatutnya tak ada masalah pendengaran....."

Oh damn! Please do not be Central Auditory Processing Disorder (CAPD) at my very early working period. I have a lot to read regarding psychoacoustic and now, CAPD? It's two different thing and I need time to work on it!

Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Baru Masuk Kandang, Biasalaaahhhhh

Ada banyak tepung.

Tepung gandum.

Tepung jagung.

Tepung beras.

Tepung pulut.

Tepung kastard.

Tepung kastard paling menarik! Bila campur dengan air, tukar kaler warna kuning wooo.

Very MAGIC!

A Beautiful Day

"You like a hearing specialist-lah?"
"Kind of,"

Aku ketawa. They paid me for two days a week, but I come for the whole week. How nice is that? Not that  nice. The money I earn mana cukup oh nak tampung hidup nasib tak beranak pinak lagi. Eh kau kahwin dah ke?

Duit yang dapat gi beli ingredients masakan sebab gila memasak sekarang. Bajet nak jadi perempuan sejati booo oh booo. Anyway, I'm so looking forward to help people. The thing is, I am choosy, specific and detail.

Sebelum interview search situ search sini padahal dua hari je, cari dulu siapa ENT. Kerja aku ni, kalau tak jumpa ENT, jumpa speech. Kalau tak jumpa speech, jumpa ENT. Maka, kalau salah satunya adalah handsome, itu merupakan bonus terbesar!

The first hospital, hmmm, relationship dengan other personal macam tak best. Oh tidak. The second, lagilah no no no. The third, google. Wehuuuu, banyak blog tulis benda benda menarik makanya okay!

Doktor pulak sumpah handsome!

Haipppp, Huda!

Because this is private hospital, aku assume orang-orangnya educated. Cuma, cuma, cuma, aku tak gemar nak berspeaking as english aku bukannya bagus. Sekali cakap, ranaaaaaapp. Oleh kerana itu, bila patient malay, gasak kaulah kau nak cakap bahasa omputehpun, aku tetap melayu.

Bukan ke kita kena memartabatkan bahasa ke?

Lempang diri sendiri.

Kau tahulah bila kau kena kerja dengan orang yang interview kau, mulalah asal nak request benda suara ketar ketar. Tambah dengan muka handsome, ayat yang elok cantik disusun pun terbang bersimpang siur.

"Err.. doktorr... ermm.. saya.. err nak minta benda.. erm.. kalau doktor tak boleh tak apa.. ermm, saya.."

Susah gila nak cakap!

"Apa?"

Cisss! Penat aku susun ayat, beriya kau tengok aku, kau tak dengar pun aku cakap apa. Hampeh. Sia sia aku karang idea nak cakap penuh hikmah. Sia sia aku dilahirkan dengan suara lantang tapi kau dengar aku mumbling. Sia sia aku cover ayu. Eh? 

"Macam ni, erm practice saya, sepatutnya saya dapatkan result ni dulu then saya baru proceed. Boleh tak kalau Dr. hantar patient, Dr. bagi folder sekali? Errmmm sebab, saya, err... nak ada view.. ermm, kalau Dr. tak kisahlah,"

"Boleh boleh. Nanti nurse hantar dengan folder,"

Oh phewwww. Lega satu hal.

"Dr., Dr. expect saya buat PTA je ke? Atau.."

"Kenapa awak tanya macam tu,"

Terus rindu kat Prof. Din, Dr. Rosdan, the best ENT everrrr. Terus rasa dihargai. Terus rasa bermakna kerja bersama rather than kerja dibawah mereka. Terus call Prof. Din tapi tak angkat. Seka air mata.

"Sebab, with one instrument, I learn few other tests can be proceeded, of course depends on patient. And, just now, I suspect of retrocohclear, I can do few tests immediately... tapi, ermmm saya tak tahu Dr. nak saya praktis macam mana,"

"Yes. Just do apa yang you rasa boleh. And kalau you nak suggest mana mana test pun kalau you rasa perlu, jot down kat folder as your suggestion,"

Tingg!

Nasib lif buka awal, kalau tak dan dan tu aku rasa nak seka air mata terharu. Kau tau tak perasaan happy bekerja dengan orang kita suka? Kau tau tak perasaan tu buat kau tak sabar nak masuk untuk esok hari bila jam dah pukul lima? Kau tahu tak perasaan tu; perasaan nak seka air mata rasa dihargai.

"Encik Mohd X, sila masuk,"

Pandang patient, to see any significance of hearing loss. No. Nothing. Except for the handsome face, otherwise, perfectly normal. Eh? :P Kerling folder, 28 tahun? Oh makkk. Mudanya. Gelisah oh kena berdua macam ni. :'(

"Masuklah. Saya baca folder kejap ye,"

"So, you ni macam hearing specialistlah,"

Sambil ketuk ketuk dinding bilik.

"Kind of. And you, must be guitarist?"

"No. Drummer. How do you know?"

"Very common, musician will be impressed with the room and start to knock on the wall just like you did,"

We both laugh.

Cuma satulah. Disebabkan bilik tak sebesar USM, memang tertutup, and terpaksa berdua tanpa chaperon dengan patient, aku kena sorok gugup dan takut aku. Mau tak takut? Walau badan aku gemuk hahhaa, tapi sekali lelaki sepak, terpelanting. Dengan bilik senyap macam tu, siapa nak dengar? 

"Okay, here we go. Tell me your problem. I'd like to hear,"

Hahhahahahhaha. Private hospital bolehlah nak berstory telling macam ni. Kau buat perangai macam ni kat government, kalau tak kena belasah dengan rakan sekerja, kena belasah dengan patient yang tunggu que. Hek hek hek. 

The whole process will be almost the same though for now USM is better to me. I mean The equipment. But the only sentence will never change at the very last session and I like it very much to use!

"Ada apa apa yang rasa tak jelas nak tanya?"

Bila patient senyum dan menggeleng, I feel finished and settled!

And I LOVE it!

Definitely, okay!

Okay.

Next move.

It's hurt a bit but yeah, it's okay.

At least the day is still nice and I CAN see it. 

p/s: Thanks Ally Iskandar, for all the uploaded nice vid and I hope I can see Mr. Said Abdullah Thani again.

S.T.O.P

I'm scared of future, not only my future but the whole future. I'm paranoid people; scared of everything. I'm afraid of sleeping, because I'm afraid of not waking up the next morning. I'm afraid of driving a car, I may hit somebody the next minute. I'm afraid of migraine, I think I have a tumour in my head. I'm afraid of nausea or vomit, I may have cancer. I'm afraid of catching cold, I may have stop breathing. I'm afraid long distance journey, I'm scared caught in accident. I'm afraid of easily to like people, I may hurt later. I'm afraid of people asking for my help when we met out of sudden or in a street, they may have hidden agenda.

I'm scared of everything.

I even worry of increasing number of deaf people, it means my profession is not good enough. I'm worry of global warming, I thought we will be burnt silently. I'm worry of  economy crisis, I'm afraid that the whole people in the world will be starving and leads to violence. I'm worry of non-educated TV programs, I'm afraid of my future nation.

I'm worry of everything.

Sometimes (or perhaps most of the time), I can feel that I'm unsettled and talking to much to myself which is unnecessary.

I remind myself that stop worrying about tomorrow. If all the people starving, it means all, we all will be sharing the moment. There is no need to worry or afraid because nobody knows what happens later. No need to worry until we have to. And, even the time is coming, no need to worry to face it.

That's what I said.

That's what I force myself to believe.

I've been trying to fit in the society here, even sometimes it makes me sick. I stop isolating and try to be more open.

You know that  I am easily like people? That's I hate the most because I'am easily to be hated. Sometimes, because of the paranoid, I always think negative. It's bad. I assume, and imagine that everything will be bad no matter what I do.

Somehow I beg to myself to just stop. And whisper within myself to that people; stop pushing me away... (even he/she doesn't anyway).

It is okay. Okay. I try to convince myself everytime I face the difficult times of when I caught being worry or scared or felt uneasy; It is okay. It is always will.

I always tell my self that;

I'm brave. 

At least I'm trying to...

I Am So Damned!

I hate high heel, they forbid flat shoe.
I hate elite style, they encourage stylish.

I prefer malay, they use a lot English.
I'm okay sharing, they're always choosing.

I dislike formality,
They strongly choose amenities.

I'm fine with the same chair,
Standing with different height; is what they care.

I'm happy and freely helping,
But stuck with every penny that they're counting.

I always make the needful faster,
But guilty skipping the step procedure.

I care the fast, hidden needs,
It means longer time for it to be fixed.

Care, smile, and be kind.
Oh, that's what stated for the tagline!

I like and love everything here,
But there's something make it can't cure.

I am newbie and I am me.
Give me time to absorb slowly.

I am me and I am newbie,
Please don't frown upon me.



I hope for longer lasting.
But I just guess I'm leaving...

Rain

Bad dream bad dream,

Go away.

Good dream good dream,

Here to stay.

Have you ever feel empty?

I am. Now.