Thursday, October 30, 2008

:: An Addiction ::

Hi, My Name is Faizah and I'm a Book Addict!

Seriously! I think I have a problem.. I have the urges to buy books all the time! Kinokuniya, Bookxtream, MPH, Popular, Borders are now my regular destination..

I do love books since forever but I think these urges that I get lately has been annoying!

Why can't I be obsessed with shoes or handbags or food, like normal ladies?

Last week, I read one book everyday.. one book costs me 20 to 50 ringgit.. u do the math.. bole bankrupt oo camni..


Ooo by the way, I just finished reading this book called The last Anniversary by Liane Moriarty. AMAZING!! I love it!! A strong storyline about a mystery in a small island and a few of mixed up love stories to boot. Love It!!

For those who are looking for a new book to read, try this one..

Thursday, August 14, 2008

:: Friends ::

"Whoever says Friendship is easy has obviously never had a true friend!"
- Bronwyn Polson

There were times when I spent the night at a girlfriend's house, and the next day she said its ok if i wanted to go home to my family coz she was feeling so much better. So i made my way home. Then the phone rang when I was about to park my car in front of my parents house, she called crying and said that she was feeling down and needed someone to listen to her. I, without hesitation reversed my car and made my way again to he house. and mind you, the distance from my home to hers is more than 50 km.

There were also times when I was woken up at 4 in the morning by a cabin crew friend who had overslept and missed the crew pick up and asked me to send him to the airport. Simply because he didn't want to pay the taxi, who would charge double at that time of the night. Oh and by the way, he was entitled and could claim the taxi fare from the airline company. But he thought it would be too boring sitting alone in the cab from puchong to KLIA. I sprung from my bed and drove my car from bangi to puchong then to klia then back to bangi. And I didn't ask even one cent for the fuel and I even enjoyed our conversation in the car.

There were times when i had to listen to a friend whine and complain and talk about everything under the sun when my heart was actually hurting from events that are happening in my own life. I suppressed everything inside and paid attention to that friend and mentioned nothing about my own grief. I'm good like that, I'm a Gemini.

Last week I slept at 5 am just so i could finish up the handmade farewell gift that i made for my ex office mates. Papers used were especially bought from curve, and before that I ran around KL, and Seremban looking for special wooden cloth pegs to give to them as a note holder. I couldnt seem to find it so i changed my plan and made them a note instead. Each especially done for a particular person, with a personalized message, for each and everyone of them, including the bastard boss.

I would gladly do anything for my friends because secretly deep down I hoped that someone, if not all of my friends would be there for me when I needed them.

Now i know its just wishful thinking.

I'm in the midst of changing jobs, i had a few tragedies, my husband is not at home, I reached out but no one is here.

So much for friendship huh? Whenever I call, its always me who has to come to your place. Its always me who has to follow your schedule of your perfect life. Its always you who always determine where to eat or drink. Whenever you do things thats regarding your family i respected it and understood that family comes first, but when I did something for my family I was scolded? Because I didn't inform you? What the hell? When everyone seemed to be against you, be it in work or relationship, I supported you and blamed everyone else. i kept my honest opinion to myself because all I wanted was for you to feel better & for you to know at least someone is behind you and that you're not alone. But what happened when its my turn?

Enough is enough.

I've had it.

No more stupid sacrifices for people.

My very own happiness and peace is of utmost importance in life right now.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

:: Kreativ Blogger Award! ::

Assalamualaikum...

Alhamdulillah.. siti nak ucapkan terima kasih pada mak abah.. kepada rakan media.. kepada semua yang menyokong siti.. dan yang penting.. kepada peminat2 siti.. tanpa anda siapalah siti.. dan yang terakhir kepada suami siti dirumah...

wait a minute.. i'm not siti!!!

but still i'm ecstatic! my very first virtual award ever!!! thanks herda for nominating me..

LUV YA!!


ok now my turn to nominate...
1) nad - catatan si kadok
2) nena - a whatever life
3) mukeh - never been my favorite
4) faisal - bad clad in black



congrats!!

take care peeps...

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

:: Blogging Freedom? ::

Hi Beautiful Peeps!

I was intrigued to find out about about bloggers freedom of speech as of late.

It is because a dear friend of mine almost got into trouble in the workplace because of the stuff he wrote in his blog. (mind you, he didn't mention any personal names, any company's name, nothing... he was just expressing his feelings and frustrations through his blog.)

To me, blogging is good way to express yourself, to let out some steam, to update on 'whats new' in your life. What the hell is wrong with that?

Aren't we all human? Don't we all have our 'down' times? Don't we get frustrated at times? Don't we all need some kind of outlet to get the steam out of our system?

Isn't blogging a better option as oppose to a killing spree?

I for one, am sorry about what happened to that friend. If you ask me, I still think its his right to write about whatever he feels in his personal blog. As long as no specific name or confidential events were mentioned and blown out of proportion..

So to that friend, you are a great writer. Your blog is fun to read and you have great number of followers. Keep on writing and enlightening us with your witty stories. To hell with them! What are they gonna do? Fire you? I don't think so. You are an asset to the company..

So keep on keepin on my dear friend!



Take care peeps..

Thanks for reading...

:: Imagine That ::