Can do attitude

I'm leaving the unit. Sounds cool doesnt it, calling it the 'unit'. anyways,its about time anyway,i reckon they rather not have me there.more of a nuisance to them really,like one of those people who always gets in the way. still,it was a fun,in its own way.

2 days ago,I was cornered in my boss's office. The whole unit was called in for the meeting. And boss asked me to do a presentation and the rest of the unit team-ed up against me. The door was locked and i was cornered so i did what others would end up doing,say yes(after getting multiple confirmations that my leave request for that day would be rejected).The presentation was boring,i figured that no ones going to listen to it anyways, so why bother.just do.although someone did text me saying that it was pretty good(bribed her to do it,but that aint the point) and there was laughter(must be laughing at me).

I realised that my can do attitude is not enough.Whilst doing something i was assigned to,i failed to finish it on time(of course i would argue it was out of my control since it was info that people owed me). Luckily people understood because it wasnt suppose to be my work in the first place. Still,it annoys me that i am unable to do it in time. One of my colleagues told me that my can do attitude is amazing and wouldnt last(hahaha).Feels good proving that person wrong.

Theres more to type but the word limit is very annoying. Maybe i should pickup chinese,can write more in less 'words'. Tomorrow evening will be a start of a long holiday. Melbourne,watch out!

Faisal

It is amazing how I turned a supposed to be an hour of nap, into a 15 hours long sleepppp!

Seriously, I'm really impressed with myself.

Plus I wasn't even tired to begin with. I was just finding an excuse to not do my work, so I allowed myself to take an hour nap (thats what I do best!). So obviouslyyy, I left my work undone, and started panic-ing this morning.

And whats best, I woke up with a massive headache!

Haha I just thought that its too amazing to not share. :)

Mich

Truth be told

Just recently,i was told by my jala(again,its pronounced ha-la) that i twist the my words so good that it sounds as if wtv i'm saying is true(something along those lines obviously,not exact quote).i have to disagree though. since i am honest,i dont need to twist my words so that they sound true because its already true.not that i can twist my words in the first place.

Still on it,i envy those who can persuade others to see things their way. I heard cult leaders are the best when it comes to this.i always wanted to be like them(not a cult leader per say but having that ability to persuade people).Not getting anywhere with that though. Apparently due to my innocence,i dont lie thus i may never now whether its me or the fact that what ever i said is true thats causing people to believe me(probably the latter).Although I am not able to persuade people,I do have to say I'm one of those tough nuts(at least i think i am). My brain is driven by reason so unless it makes sense to me(keyword there,ME),i wont believe it.

On another note(i want to type longer but theres the word limit that i have to look out for),anyone wants to party with the a bunch of malaysian celebs? it'll be for a good cause and plus you will have fun.

Faisal

Family.

As I ended the one hour long phone conversation with a friend, my heart felt really uneasy.

Family disputes. I used to think that such things will only happen in tv drama, only until it happened to a close friend of mine. It really scares me how crazy things could turned out in just a blink of eye.

 

Think about it, how would you feel,

If one day, you go home finding yourself all alone and your parents are no where to be found? 

When you have to stand on your own feet, mentally and financially, when you're only 21?

When you have to sacrifice everything you have in your life, friends, jobs, family, future, to just be with your mum?

When you couldn't stop worrying whether you could survive for another day having enough money to spend?

And list goes on..

There're just too much uncertainties that one could possibly bear. And this poor little girl with a beautiful heart, had to go through such hardships without knowing what will happen next. I don't wanna say things like how people should love their family more etc. cos I believe thats something that everyone should know/do. 

I know that this post is abit emo/pointless and I couldn't disclose much info, its just something that I need to let it out. Not a good feeling, when all you could do is to listen. 

Lets hope for the best, cos this girl surely deserves nothing else but the best.

Gimme a nickname why dontcha

I promised my lil jala(pronounced ha-la) that i'll do a post today. Shes probably too eager to do hers asap,maybe thats why shes chasing me. At least the blog is getting updated. Anyway,as promised,here it is.

I was asked recently why i didnt have a nickname. Honestly ,i have no idea. I've been called different names throughout the years, but for some reason faisal seems to stick. maybe cause its a 'cool' name?who knows. I do wonder though why i dont have one sometimes. is it because i tend to ignore those who all me by other names? it stopped ppl from calling me jr(not jr but jay-are) before. Even so,some still call me by a certain name which i refuse to state here(damn u syaz). And the weird thing about this name is that it didnt even came from someone who i regularly keep in touch with. It just so happens that he noticed something whilst i was training(we were in the same team for a short while) and called me by a certain name. And coincidently,someone whom i knew so well was there and thought it would be funny to call me by that name. He spread the word and although it doesnt really stick,u still get ppl now and then calling me by that name(again,damn u syaz!). By now ure probably wondering what it is,sorry but i aint saying it(like hell i will).

I do however have a family nickname. They call me ejal(actually,only my elder sisters do). My younger sibs call me abang(thats brother in malay for all u who dont or pretend to not understand malay) and my parents call me faizal these days. Still not much of a nickname though(sigh).owh,some of girls call me fay which is kinda weird cause guys wont call me that (except my teammates who uses it to tease me). wtv. Its not like not having a nickname kills. A bit jealous though,my friends got cool nicks like ebo or english names(u know who u are,u westernised people) or itik or GOD(well,its the same person as ebo but who cares) and what not.sigh..again.

I actually got loads to blog about but not really sure if its the right time since i'm currently under contract. cant be too straight forward when ure under contract. I'll do it once i leave at the end of the month. And i still have to bear in mind the word limit impose on me by my co-blogger. another sigh.

Till i have more boring stuff to blog about.

Faisal Shukri

I got a bit upset today when the lyrical casting result came out. Clearly I didn't make it.

It was kinda expected knowing how badly I screwed up during casting, and I don't really do well without practises since I have extremely terrible bad memory.

Still.. it really bothers me when you know that you could do wayy better than that, and you know that you stand a fair chance to be casted in but you just screwed everything up, being lazy (rushing for assignments as usual) and missed rehearsal.

I just can't get over the fact that I blew up the chances that were given. I'm generally not a competitive person (proven with my shitty results), and I'm not trying to be one here, its just disheartening when you don't get something that you've always wanted.

Shyt.. I really wanted that! And there will never be a second chance. Gone.

M.

I want that!

I realised that I have too many wants. Of course most of the time I dont express it seriously due to the fact that I like to play around quite a lot. Still,its a way for me to let go of the want for that thing. Weird aint it?For me ,if I was to say I want something out loud,the want would just go away. Maybe because when I hear how ridiculous I sound by wanting it,I dont want it anymore. Of course this only works for stuff that I dont need.

I was told when I was young(dont you dare say anything about this) that theres a difference from the wants and needs. Of course,if I understood it,so should anyone who reads this(if there is any of course). I found myself to be quite simple. I dont need a big house,a big car,a big job(perhaps the reasons for not pushing myself) although I wont mind having them. I was told this morning that I might be a younger version of my dad(holy...I can see my future physical self).*Sigh*.

I know this might sound wrong but for some reason sometimes I actually wanted to be more materialistic,want unnecessary stuff and all that. When I see my siblings I sometimes ask why arent I like that. Of course the reason for asking was because theres a want to feel as if I am of the same breed but it just so happens I'm the odd one out. So, I kinda miss out on getting expensive clothes,cars,a house,laptops and a lot more other stuff(this is of course exaggeration).

I recall a saying that one must appreciate what one has. but if one has nothing,what is there to appreciate?Can I actually appreciate nothing?Sounds like I'm rambling.Better stop.

Faisal

Movies.

Recently I picked up a new interest of watching movies. This friend of mine used to love watching movies at wee hours (cos that is when he has his me-time). So when he taught me how to download (which I only figured that out last year), I went crazy downloading movies. And soon it became a habit to watch at least 1 movie per week. Well its perfect for someone without a social life to be a loser who stays home all time.

So this week I managed to watch 2 great movies- A beautiful mind & Fogetting Sarah Marshall. Absolutely love a beautiful mind, its really a beautiful piece of work! As I was so into the character of John Nash (esp when I often study his game theory in econs), I decided to google him up. Its interesting when I found out that the real life of John Nash was nowhere near the movie. Yeah undeniably true that he's a genius but whatever thats left of him was really nothing amazing. But I was deeply touched by the courage of his wife (in the movie), with how she dealt with hardships and never gave up. It got me thinking about how brave a woman could be, to stay beside her spouse, the person she loves, without knowing what will happen next. But in reality, that didn't happen unfortunately. They divorced, but got back together later on when he won the noble prize for his master piece.

Anyway, thats not the point of this post. For those who haven't watch, please do. Its worth all your time I promise.

Everytime I  study about game theory, I could feel some kind of connection with John Nash. Haha I know its really lame.. but at least that gives the oh-so-boring economics a little spice.

Happy easter everyone!

Love,

M