Happy New Year 2011

Hello hello..

Wow..its a new year. Sorry for keeping you all waiting for my new entry for the year. I bet you guys miss me as much as I miss writing, right?..huhu.

So many things happened lately. I wish I could write each and every one of it. But, guess what? I am just gonna talk about my car 9153. I have been having trouble with this small car of mine lately. To put it simply let me just put a list of things that has happened to it for the past 2 months;-

1. Someone tried to break in my car, or tried to steal the air press that one side was totally broke and missing.

2. One of my newly changed tyres blow up (its more like exploded).

3. I got police summons for non-functioning third break light.

4. Just recently, somebody was on the wrong lane and made me crash on her car, which made me looked as if I am the one who rammed her car and in stupidity I followed her husband instruction to pay everything for the damaged incurred. Wow..this one really drove me crazy...and being the peaceful, meek one..was a curse for that fateful day. It really shook me up for one whole day.

Yet..the beauty of those long list of incidents were, it wakes me up. It has its way to bang my head and remind me to really wake up early to go to work and do something with my life.

Its like the first day when I went to work and my superior came in my office demanding for the office work/assignment that I have totally agreed to finish before going off to holiday, which I didn't. She went in, not so much scolded me, because I knew I could finish within that day, but really when she barged in and said all those words of how she trusted me and that face of her..I was like "Thank you". I really want someone to bark at me like that. I need someone to talk harshly to me like that.

My mom. She really has spoiled me. Now I realized how important she is. I miss how harsh she was, how she disciplined me with words and how easily she rose up my anger and my spirit with a few spiteful words.

That must be crazy. But that exactly how I feel. I need something like that. Soft spoken words do not fire me up. I need beautiful, crafted words with anger. The kind of things that I am so used to. The kind of words that I have been trying to avoid all my life. But the kind of words that made me steel, made me wanted to run away and achieve more.

So its a great awakening, to be troubled with something like a hard earned small car getting into so many calamities.

It is exactly what I need to put me back into the real world and kick off my new year with a new start.

I love life because indeed..indeed..I am so blessed

Happy New Year everyone! And kamshamida for reading this..^_^