I've moved yet again.

Because.

I am bored.

Yet again.

Silence.

I'll kill you.

http://www.beyond-that-sanity.blogspot.com/

Come if you care.

Harry Potter was not the only wizard ever to survive the Killing Curse. Cedric Diggory survived as well.

And when we thought Diggory had crumpled after the Avada Kedavra....





...he actually just flew away and became a vampire. He call himself Edward Cullen now. *grins*

Cho must be proud.

But Edward scares me. That pale-looking, sunken, icy skin. It made me feel cold, just looking at him.

Cedric didn't.

I miss Cedric.

I found my way back.

Mainly because i realised how i've been detaching myself from the lovely readers who still bother coming to this little page, only to find that again, it has never been updated. Not that i'm saying there are people who still want to read about my life, but i LIKE to think there are people still interested in wanting to know what i do everyday when i'm not staring at the ceiling fan. So i HOPE and i THINK these kind people will keep coming to this blog. It's okay if they don't, i still WANT to think they do, and you can't stop me because after all it's my thoughts, and this is my blog, and i feel like updating, cuz i miss putting my everydays into words.

There you go.

They say if you can't convinced them, confuse them. And apparently, i haven't got enough will power to convince all of you as to why i didn't have time to update my entries. So, i hope you are confused and spare me the trouble of explaining. Pls be confused. =)

I am BACK! And i am in business. Whatever that means.

A few months have passed atleast, and so much has happened. But the most important thing of all this happenings is that me missing my beanies. I miss them a whole lot. For future's sake, i have to leave them to take care of themselves and the cafe. As much as i want my life to be associated with them baristas and cafe, i have to pull myself out - because apparently my fiancee wants a memorable wedding, a comfortable beautiful house, savings for our future's future, triplets at my first birth, and a baby named Tiara.

Although the triplets was actually my idea.

Though i want to be a barista for life, building a career as one can't get me all of the above. So i changed my mind. With the basic full-time job pay i'm getting now at SingTel, i will strive to achieve those dreams, and then with three tots running behind me, i might just get back to making coffee and latte art.

Sounds like a plan. I LIKE.

My dearest beanies, your shift leader will be back soon! Don't you fear. You're in good hands of Nadiah Sapuan. Once i'm settled down, stable, i will return and we'll rule the world. Mark my words. I miss you guys like fuck. Haiz.

On the other hand, call centre environment was the best i've ever imagine. To get moronic, fun colleagues was more than i asked for. From the start or shift, til the end, it was pureless fun. Your phone ringing and answering "Welcome to Singtel Mobile. How can I assist you?" only to be answered by, "Semangat nampak," and turning around fuming to a pair of laughing idiots, getting pantun pop-up emails of "Makcik pakai baju biru, kawan oi buat ape tu?" and replying "Atas pokok ade cik pon, aku tgh angkat tepon!" - it was exactly the definition of 'enjoying what you do.'

I'm loving it. And i'm loving my fiancee. Abu and Nori's wedding last Sunday has made me fantasize of the Titans escorting Kid and I during our wedding.

As long as Elfee don't fall off his Kawa again. And as long as Yan and Danial sing 'Kasihnya Laila' exactly with the same expressions. All above 20 - i'm the youngest of the lot, both boys and girls added - yet, i feel like the oldest with their nonsensical jokes, bike-stunts tak jadi and doing burnt-in instead of a burnt-out ("AKU BARU TUKAR TAYAR NAK BUAT BURNT-OUT? Gile pe! Aku buat burnt-in ah!").

Absolute awesomeness. Baby, get a K8 soon plz. I love you.

And i need to feed my pet fish now because it looked so miserable in that big tank alone. And Kid is complaining of how i spend more attention to the fish than him. In fact, he hated the fish so much he thinks shooting it would earn him a Nobel Prize for services to the world.

Dream on love.

And if you readers have a pet, pls treat with care. If you had a bad day at work and was thinking of strangling your cat, stop for a moment and gimme a call. I'll advise you lock yourself up in ur room and learn how fascinating your ceiling fan is.

Then the world would be a nicer, friendlier place.

I've always wanted to be a journalist.

Have always dreamt of filling up an empty piece of paper devoid with words, thoughts and emotions. Have always wished i could share wonder-spinning tales, be it fiction or reality, and watched in awe as others read them and smile. Have always thought of reviewing life in itself and the controversial issues surrounding our everyday chores. Have always wanted to share.

I've always wanted to be a designer too.

Webpage building, multimedia interactive...those stuff, they intrigued me. To click onto a webpage and know that those beautiful layouts are the result of your sleepless nights, is just to satisfying.

And which kid doesn't dream of being famous? Of getting a one-shot at fame or even any role in helping produce some kind of media arrangement.

I dream. We all dream. But after so long today, i found one other thing which i wanted to be.

A professional barista.

Yes, i'm admitting it. If i don't get to be a writer, a designer or a singer, i want to set up my own business, open a cafe and worship coffee-art my whole life. I never appreciate working in McCafe apart from the superb colleagues and the joy of queing up at the POSB machine at 12am in the morning. But now i've learnt more. I've learnt the art of coffee-making and latte-designing.












They say if you have the passion, you have the love. Well, i love my job.

For someone who sulks when knowing that her boyfriend isn't the kind of guy who likes watching movies, I HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN WATCHING A TAD TOO MANY MOVIES JUST LAST WEEK ALONE.

Here's the list:

1. Definitely, Maybe (which i actually said it as Actually, Maybe, and got Azfar laughing as though i've told the joke of the year).

2. The Hottie and the Nottie (Not that great really. I mean, i don't need to watch Paris Hilton being her usual bimbo self as though she actually produce the movie, you know. Oh wait. She did. Go figure.)

3. Iron Man (Officially my favourite superhero now. Though i love superman a lot, i think it will actually kill him to save me from the bad guys and crack a joke in the process. Iron Man would do it naturally of course.)

4. Dooms Day (The scene where a guy was cooked and grilled alive then someone served a piece of his flesh to someone else going, "If you're hungry, you might wanna try a piece of your friend"...that was THE BOMB MAN!)

5. What Happens in Vegas; Stays in Vegas (Sappy, funnily, good enough for me. Makes me wanna produce my own movie titled 'What Happens in Singapore, Stays on YouTube.)

It's a brilliant achievement to see my baby change from a whiny, bull-headed boyfriend to an 'i'll-do-anything-as-long-as-it-keeps-you-happy' fiancee. Hell, there are so many things i wanted from him, but this alone is actually good enough. I love you dear. Even though you made me helped you tear out your bike red rim-lining til my fingernails actually broke, and claimed that i should have nothing to worry about because apparently i have "NON-EXISTING MANICURE", i still love you alot alot alot.

And please lambs, those are of course not Kid's exact words. I have to rephrase them for easier understanding. =)

FRIENDSTER'S TRYING TO MURDER ME AGAIN.

When i go to the webpage just to browse, take a look around, read and re-read my own profile a hundred times, it's working fine. But when i NEED and HAVE to add Chez up in my friendster, the damn thing just had to go on MAINTENANCE MODE.

Bitch.

Money can't buy you time.

I wish i could make half the people at work realise that i need just a little time off to visit my bed and pillows and perhaps, blog a decent entry and change my template? Unlike last time when i used to have time, time, time and just time - so much so i spent hours staring at my fishtank and wondering what to do with all these time on my hands - and so could blog down my everyday routine for the world to bore at...now, i no longer have that much of it. So when u caught a rare entry here, i'm either very excited or very depressed.

The previous entry, as you could plainly see, was a sudden depression due to the outcome of SYF 2008. But not just that. It was depression plus anger and a whole lot of fire and passion burning more fiercely than ever...just because i was enraged at my dearest band's defeat.

But hell, 2010 will soon be here and i hope i will be able to blog down a happy exclamating entry after the SYF.

Hear, hear. God, grant us the strength to snatch our trophy back.

Work was great with new people onboard. Pearl and Chez were the two most awesome ladies i've ever met and i was glad boss decided to recruit them into cafe. Pearl's first day doing closing, and she has already officially became Kid's number-one tease victim.

"Id, nie tunang kau nie?"

Yes Pearl, honey. He's a little moronic, but he is my fiancee and i love him all the same.

So life's good. Everything's good. And i fought with White Sands Restaurant Manager because he claimed he was feeling down and blue just because Man U lost. I told him i wasn't. In fact i'm even more proud to shout to the whole world that the Red Devils are still THE BEST DESPITE OF WHETHER THEY WIN OR LOSE. He raised his eyebrows a little, but still gave me a smile. And it was then i realise that TKBand's downfall has really taken a toll on me.

Now, if my devils seemed to be losing in any match, i will right away think of TKBand and i'll continue cheering them on.

ANONEH PAKUKE.