pengalaman baru, bulan baru..

*flu*
hari ni mula awal pagi. dahlah tidur lambat semalam gara-gara nak upload gambar kenduri kahwin di Ibu Kota. but much to my dismay, dad's computer can't read the pendrive. i ve tried several (thousands times!) inject and eject that thing in and out the usb port but sigh no response. the light twinkled for some times but no response in the Finder's windows. sigh. Atuk Jamali is waiting in anticipation for that pics.. even great sigh, i can't upload those raya pics. :(..

I'm on leave today or i shall pronounce as "direhatkan'.. ini disebabkan cikgu-cikgu di sekolah amat tidak gemar menggunakan perkataan 'cuti'. err.. mungkin mereka cemburu akan 'percutian' ini? haha.. *no offense* ;D.. and today, i stand a chance to go to Media Prima's office. my dad was invited to 'promote' his company's first book entitled Sumbu Jiwa and some posters.
Mom woke me up at 5 am (almost to 6!) and dad's encountered to go to the set earlier.. in brisk, i had my bathe, wore the pastels baju kurung. things seemed went haywire.. but it wont lasts for long. Aman and me followed dad to Pentas Utama and went to the lounge. On the way to that lounge, some Media Prima's official radios' ( Hot fm, One fm) were lined through the pathway.. and Fly fm's is in the lounge area. so, i saw Nadia and Ben(if im not mistaken) were doing their jobs- Talking! haha..



Aman and me were invited to join the interview session in the set. apalagi, ikut la kan.. bila lagi dapat tengok pengacara-pengacara MHI (Abby, Ag dan Fedtri) secara live. haha.. fedtri was the one who interviewed my dad. and it should be another guy join the session but since kak nadiah and her husband were late, it just my dad being interviewed. well, it was a good new experience. but the thing that leads me to utter dismay was the-mulfunction-camera. sigh! *waaa~*.. hmm.. after the interview session (on-air session! haha), fedtri and my dad had a short chat about the book. it was ok but one thing he asked makes me *arggh* was; ni suami ke?? wth! he' my dad oke! im all single but not available (like what i told Mr. Marvels-Zaid).. one thing that crossed my mind that very moment was- i look older than my age? or my dad looks younger than his age? if the first question is right, i am so aged! huhu.. belum lagi sambut 'sweet 16'.



after the session, all three of us went for breakfast at the canteen besides Hot fm's studio. i took some fried noddles and a cup of Milo. Furios, the cahier was kinda rude. *belasah baru tau! *arggh* can't she just be polite? wth! macam ni ceritanya, bil makanan = RM 6.20 tapi Abi tak de duit kecil waktu tu.. the smallest was RM 50.. he gave to the cashier but then she said, "tak de ke duit kecik? pagi-pagi mana ada baki..". tiba-tiba teringat pula, in my purse there are some red notes. so, i gave her.
she said: huh! ada pun! (in rude manner!)
dad said: pagi-pagi tak elok marah-marah, rezeki tak masuk nanti..
tak de manners lansung! agrrh! *bajet betul.



we met kak nadiah and her hubby at the canteen. they were just reached there. they joined us and chat started. lama juga lah.. tapi, tak pe.. many things can be learned through observation that time. I saw Daphne Iking and Aishah Sinclair, buying food. Dad and Kak Nadiah planned for nest activities for Pelima Media's company. some events and more books. actually, i was motivated by my parents to write a book (kalau boleh 'some' bukan 'a').. i should start with those motivated thing- writing. the art is in my blood- the arteries and veins. come on, farihah. don't waste your 'traits' elsewhere. haha.. following, we were waiting for Aidid Marcello the producer for today's MHI to present him some posters and books.. but, me, dad, and aman went out earlier because dad will be having meeting and the two of us will go to PPAS. - in the effort to complete my NILAM.. x sempatlah nak jumpa Aidid. just kak nadiah+hubby met him..


Library:
i sat there , reading books for almost half of today! dahla sejuk tahap gaban tambah pula dengan keseorangan di sana. Aman duduk di bahagian bawah, cari maklumat tentang dadah. daripada pukul 9am sampai pukul 4:30 pm. memang penat. Adrenalin cant flow with its usual flow but melatonin produced was in even more quantity. *yawn*.. but i braved the effort and tried my best to stay strong. no choice! do it or i'll lost! haha.. (macam lah menang..).. eh eh, takpe aim high! jangan 'High' sudahlah.. there were kinda some people there. some were doing nothing but talking and some were revision.


on the way home:
my dad treated both aman and me for roti canai at Bukit Jelutong. i was in gloom because of the coldness that still stacked in my blood vessels( library's air-cond) and with the news i received late last night. i was informed that my friend's dad had heart attack and was in serious condition. i tried to call him few times but no answers. i rang some of my friends (faezah and azmiera) and they declared they have no latest news on that. i was seriously disturbed by the news. really! roti canai pun dah tak rasa tepung, tapi pasir. (ceh, takde lah sampai macam tu..) it just the empathy is inside me.. yelah, kalau berita tu betul, kawan baikku akan sedih.. as a good friend of course i'll feel the same thing kan?.. x gitu??


home(finally):
dengan langkah yang longlai, kaki ni pun berjalan masuk ke rumah. *boooomm*.. bunyi baring. haha.. memang penat tahap gaban. secara fizikal dan emosi. my Fahrenheit even increased and some flu (still having it).. i went upstairs, to my room and lied down and eventually slept. i woke up at 11:30pm. i looked at my phone and few messages were received. from faezah: the news tu bukan ayah kawan baikku. Pheww~.. big relief.. its senior stuff. tapi, harap2 ayah dia akan sembuh..

lessons of the day:
1) jangan lambat
2) jangan marah pagi-pagi( bila2 pun x ) lol..
3) gunakan persekitaran untuk berfikir dan jadi kreatif
4) kena cari jalan macam mana nak kurangkan pengeluaran melatonin.

banyak lagi sebenarnya, tapi just to myself.. sharinf is caring but sometimes x! haha..

Aizats' lyrics:

So long, fare thee well
The dancer and the dancing days have taken leave and fell
So turn down this bed of stone
Quench me with the deadly nightshade from the rose that you belong

The long December rain is falling now
Running down on streets to nowhere
Music is my life you're my sweetest nightingale
But I cant hear it here no more

And I go
I go

Hush now, don't shake or break
Words have fallen silent like soldiers to the grave
No matter what they do or say
Lay me on the sleepy meadow by the tracks upon your face