~Be daring~Be impractical~Be part of the team~

          U heard me.. Today, Azzatie Intan Suraya bt Zamani is working at one of the company at Jalan Sultan Ismail. But somehow, I missed my university stuff. I missed to do a lot of assignments, tutorials, going out for inspections and much more. I missed UTM a lotzzz… Huhu, pasni nak appreciate my time kat university. Next time I shall savour the beautinous of the moments in university. Talking about university, I think I finally came up with a decision where to pursue my degree. UiTM, tu pun kalau ada rezeki la. Insya Allah, doakanlah. What am I intent to do next? After finish my diploma, maybe I will be working at any property firm. Tu pun Insya Allah. Working is such a headache to me. On our very 1st day, me and my friend were assigned to inspect the damages and cleanliness for level 2 until 18. By using staircase yar.. Penat dehh..Sakit kaki. We took pictures and suddenly the camera is out of battery. So, as the alternative, I used my handphone to take pictures. Nothing much on my 1st day at work.


          Working is not a passion for me. When I devour books, motivational books, English novels, those things really really light up my day. Guess what? My favorite eateries to satisfy my hunger and thirst of learning are bookstores, libraries, and the internet. Here an affirmation for you, the average person puts only 25% of her energy and ability into his work. The world takes off its hat to those who put in more than 50% of their capacity, and stands on its head for those few and far between souls who devote 100%. I used this technique in order to force myself to learn English and read English books, and it works. Until now. Now I intent to use this technique in my work and assessments. No one keeps her enthusiasm automatically. Enthusiasm must be nourished with new actions, new aspirations, new efforts, and new vision. And surprisingly, now I am nourishing my enthusiasm in working.

          But dreadfully, my other half and I had a tremendous fight over silliest thing in the world. He has done something to Radcliffe which made Radcliffe acting oddly the day before and you know me.. I can’t bear if someone had done something to my Radcliffe and vice versa. And apalagi, satu hari tu masam jer. Then the next day, my other half langsung x nak bercakap with me. Sedey nyer.. When someone that you love doesn’t really want to be near to you nor to be touched. Then we argued (pakai hand phone je). But, when both of us dah kuarkan ayat-ayat masing, habislah.. Tak nak prolong the story, I backed off. Luckily, before 9-5 pace ended, kitorang dah berbaik. Actually like this, he is too old to fight, and I am too young to sulk. As simple as 1,2,3.. Daa..Then, I went to UTM to pick up some stuff then we went around. Last night he told me to take my driving license and he will give a THE NOUVO. I think he is right. I need the license. Maybe on January onwards, we both we’ll be transferred to Takaful Malaysia Jln Sultan Sulaiman. But what can I say? I don’t want to grizzle about my recent life. I will go with the flow. I am living my life as a worker right now, wake up early in the morning, go out for lunch at 1 o’clock, go back home at 5.30 pm. and everything will be a normal routine for me by time. I have to embrace my life like a lover. So, that is exactly what am I doing right now. It is the choice between really living or merely existing. But whatever happens to me at work place, I keep a slightly comic attitude. I still remember someone has said to me before, when in doubt or edginess or whatever unpleasant circumstances, please do make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on the earth. So, what the hell, leap and by the end of the day, I will never forget to laugh.

A successful story of THE BRIGHT GIRL..

A successful story of a bright girl


             My life? Splendid of course. I am happy with my life and my possession right now. I enjoy my life in spree. I thankful for all my blessings, yet most people stagger through life bemoaning what they don’t have and talking about what they don’t want. I used to gripe those things before and ditched it as I leave my high school. You can’t feel good about yourself by grizzling about yourself. As an old saying that goes: “Thou shalt decree a thing and it shall be established unto thee”. So, I tend to gravitate to changes. Life’s change when we change. I was born with carte blanche (huhu…kuikuikui..). Yeah! That’s me. I can do whatever I want (as long as I get permissions from my parents and my other half) and I do it. Yesterday is a history, tomorrow is a future, today is a gift.. That’s why it’s called present. Unique huh! How English can understand my train of thought so well. My yesterday, my history, nothing interesting but my past has brought me where I am right now. A glimpse about my past emerges, right when I was 4 years old. I always went to a kindergarten near my house but that time I was not one of the students there. I just stopped by sometimes to say hello to Cikgu Nor. I still remember her. Then one day, she invited me in. Then I got the opportunity to play with the students there. Then she told me to summon my mum. The next day, my mum and I went to the kindergarten. They discussed something that really didn’t attract me at all. I was so damn busy playing. Then when we were home, my mum asked me whether I want to go to school or not. Suddenly, a wide grin popped up. I smile to her and she knew it. I went to kindergarten at the age of 5. I was such an active girl. I played as police traffic at the exhibition of Pekan Budaya. Then, my dad asked me to take part in storytelling. WTH?? I knew nothing about storytelling. Every evening, when other children at my age were happily playing around, my dad trained me to confront audiences. Using microphone so the whole house can hear my voice, and he asked me to practice telling bedtime story to him. I felt so exasperating. How could he? But somehow, now I knew that he had done something to my self-esteem. He enhanced it to the fullest. I showed my gratitude by winning few story telling competitions. My first story is about a monkey. I don’t really remember the story but it sounds like this ‘there’s a monkey in my backyard’. I remember this sentence because the word ‘backyard’. It was the first time I learnt new word. Backyard.


Then when I was 7, I went to school. Nothing interesting happened when I was 7. From the 4th class, I jumped up the 1st class, 2A. Then something happened, once again, I took part in storytelling. This time, no more monkey but donkey. My favorite story. I like this story because I was equipped with donkey suits (hahaha..You guys should see me with those clothes, so funny bunny and cutey..). Then, I became famous at school. At the age of 8, my name always been chanted by headmaster at the assembly whenever I won a story telling competition. All those applause were for me. I can’t remember how many times I had won this kind of competition. It’s overwhelming. I continued my eminence to the 3rd grade. This time, greater, better and my life was so blessed as I past my PTS with flying colors. Wow! What an Italian job. My primary school time was awesome. I succeeded in my UPSR with straight A’s. Then my dad bought me a hand phone. It was a great honor to possess a hand phone when your age is only 11.


My high school? No comment. I kept participating in curricular activities. This time, it’s expanding. From storytelling to debates, forums, choirs, poem recitations, pantun, syair si rama-rama and much more. I have achieved a tremendous success in those competitions. (Eventually, my brain always cravind for success smpai addicted dengan success and darn, failures scared my brain off). Surprisingly, when I was about to sit for my SPM, I was chosen as the Tokoh Nilam Negeri Terengganu. Splendid isn’t it? I think that’s all for my school hood. Cinta monyet? No lah. I was such a nerd when I was in high school. Since I was the eldest, so I knew nothing about pressed powder, mascara, eye liner, lipstick. Nope, nothing! I don’t even know how to doll up like present kids in high school. They know everything. From makeup, love stories, gorgeous gadgets, and the most idiotic is they know how to make baby (Most of them, not all of them). Then abort it, and sadly, it recurs. OMG! Dopey kids. They don’t really deplore their wrong doing.


I think they want to emancipate themselves from daily routines that bog them down. So, by acting bad demeanor and failing to harness their ability to think sensibly lead them to calamity. They inclined towards mess. I think that’s enough. I am not so good to talk bad about others. But, I was just giving my comments since I love to observe people’s behavior, analyze it, and then criticize it. Yup, that’s me! Such a cynical. I am establishing attitude which resembles my parents. Yup, my parents especially my dad yang suka kutuk orang lagi-lagi Tok Su yang kat belakang umah yang suka manjakan cucu-cucu dia. I think he is absolutely right. She spoils her grandchildren so damn much. Recently, my dad beli tanah yang my family tengah duduk sekarang and dalam perjanjian dah cakap yang my dad akan bayar 2 kali. But, that day, Tok Su datang rumah kitorang and asked my dad for some deposit sebab cucu dia nak beli barang and simen ntah apa ntah untuk baiki rumah. Then my dad bagilah sikit. Yang jahatnya, my dad gave her another RM1k depan cucu dia yang newly married (baru tingkatan 3 sehh! Dah kawin..Jodoh, tapi hari-hari gaduh..Bodoh!!) The silliest thing happened, 1 rumah tu bergaduh over RM1k. Hahhahah. My dad ketawakan diorang (Jahat sungguh my dad ni). Patutla aku pun terikut-ikut sekali. Then My dad bagi another RM 10k to Tok Su. Then, ceaselessly, she tells everybody dalam kampong tu yang dia nak belikan cucu dia yang newly married sebiji motor, and cucu dia yang keje kat Pulapol KL a car. My dad said, xpe! Jangan nak berlagak dengan duit secoet tu. Yup, agree dad! It creates contemplation in my family towards them. Sekarang ni dengar cerita dah beli motor baru, ice box baru dengan RM10k tu. Lantak dia la. It’s funny to hear their stories.


To be continued…someday perhaps..

A briefly description about me, myself and I..

My name is Azzatie Intan Suraya bt Zamani. I am a 19-year-old girl with strong hunches. I was born in Benut, Johor, a small town which I had only been there once, maybe twice. Obviously I cant remember that. I grown up in Terengganu. Where the culture embraces heritage. It's what they keep saying about Terengganu. But as for me, Terengganu offers self-indulgence experiences. U dont need to bother on how u look when walking on the beach, u dont need to take affliction as serious thing. I do take affliction as a tremendously serious and deadly thing when I am in KL. KL often gives me headache. If we regret over some affliction or unpleasant circumstances, beating ourselves up over is useless. Allow all the experiences to be the gift that open positive possibilities for life to create anew. I am not that good in advising people what they should do and dont. But, it's fair enough for me. Self-indulgence can be a lovely experience. So, I keep doing it. Manipulate my subconscous and concious mind to synchronize every single thing. I am a property student. Just finished my studies (not officially finished) and I will be working with one of the famous property consultant company, specialize in building management. I am more interested in valuation but my guts-level blocking me from stepping into valuation sector. It's such a humiliating to share with others but it is not considered as handicap, but more likely as inconvinience..My guts-level huh..I need a tremendous amount of courage to overcome it. Actually I did once before. Not too long long ago. 31 July to 2 August 2009, 3 most beautiful days in my life. Gathered up students from 3 universities in Malaysia at UTM International Campus. Wow! Someone said to me: What a splendid job u've accomplished. I replied it with big grin. A wide big grin. Then I said to other friend of mine, they should say: I cant believe what u accomplished. If they think Valution Camp of 3 Institutes (V-Camp) is a 'job', then they are so wrong. I have some points that vehemently argue that 'job' point. V-Camp was my 1st big idea cost me about RM13,+++.++. Nearly RM14,000.00. Even my lecturer asked me: Zetty, where did u get the money? I'm blessed with the most understanding student liaison officer (Mr. S not the real name..huhu) and few helpful friends whose stand erectly next to me. Although sometimes I felt that I was doing all king of tasks by myself (berlagak tho..)but I'm glad they were there for me.. 24 7..We worked every day for the whole 2 years in order to make sure the idea of V-Camp will finally be an event. Plans do not become achievements, dreams do not become realities and ideas do not come to fruition without setbacks,hardships and failures. That's true! We went through hell. We argued over stupid and rubbish things. What can I say, they all have feelings as human being, am i right? But, I need to admit it. Sometimes, I did screw it up. Those things are nothing more than a big adversity to me. A big adversity which I need to handle it wisely as the director of program. As well as project manager or an orchestra leader (my lecturer and my room mate called me that..hehe..compliments..tenkiu, tenkiu..).For me, adversity is the diamond dust heaven polishes its jewels with. Try harder to define it. When I first draft my proposal on V-Camp, I found that V-camp is 'the road not taken'. Nobody in PEHARTA will ever ever take idea. Since our financial is not too strong, so nobody wants to take the idea of V-Camp. But I took 'the road not taken'. It vastly offered the best scenaries and the most exciting adventures ever in my life. I'm glad I accomplished it well. Well, at least well enough for me for the first timer. Success means figuring out who u r, what u have done. Not who other people think u r or who u should be or how good u r. It's being able to say: This is what I am. It may be not enough for some, but it's enough for me to be able to make a difference in others perception about PEHARTA. There's an old saying that goes: " You never see the true strength of a tea bag until it's in hot water ". But who cares about tea bag? It gets no publicity. Looks like the whole story is about V-Camp huh..kuikuikui..whatever la..Since I am a super talkative girl, so let's have it my way then..Hehe..V-Camp is not the task which I prayed equal to my power but V-Camp is the task which I had to put myself to the limit. I prayed my powers equal to V-Camp. Now u can see how hard it is in becoming a project leader ha? hehe.. Not that hard actually, with courage and guts-level, u will be a good project leader. Although is not that good for some, as long as u have experienced the hardships, and able to balance ur EQ in every single job u r doing, that is fair anough for u. Still talking about myself, I love to learn new things, every single day. It allows me to make difficult choices im my life. There will always be outside circumstances we cant control, but there are also decisions we can make how we want to live our lives. This decision making is based on our knowledge about whatever the circumstances are. In other to get knowledge, our foremost duty is learning. Then, keep learning and learning. That is exactly what I am doing every day. Some may says 'berlagak' but dont mistake hubris yar..Pride taken to the extreme u know. I love to communicate in English..to all kind of human being. Especially to my Radcliife (my laptop). We speak in 'C' languange. I write down everything I saw, experienced, learnt, felt, and so on la. Radcliffe is a good listener. I dont need feedback, and Radcliffe never give me one, I can get one from my other half, another 'thing' that I perceived as unique and special. No offense Radcliffe! U too r unique and special. Next time I will talk about my other half. My hobbies are collecting novels (all sort of novels), reading motivation books, shopping (I love clothes, blouses, shirts, purse, shoes and more), and love to make firends. I want to be an established registered valuer in property sector. Not for fame or money but for success. Let it never be forgotten that glamour is not greatness, applause is not fame, prominence is not emnience. A stone may sparkle but that does not make it a diamond. People may have money but that does not make them a success. So, it's not the money and fame that i am striving to achieve but the success!! I'm dying for it. I'm not the strongest of the human being species that survives, and I am not tend to be one, nor the most intelligent, but the one most responsive to change. I change and keep changing for sake of success. I'm blessed with exceptional shrewdness, and my obsession in every single thing i've been doing hurling myself into victory and succes. I have a great hunches. PLus, I'm a right dominant. I know myself very well eventhough others might consider it as annoying. I love it and I am sticking to it.

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Ni time pegi PD hari tu... best la jugak...kitorng pegi pun sbb nak tgk n nilai prestasi junior2 kitorang yang jadi biro pelaksana program ni.. tapi ALhamdulillah la.. seronok, walaupun ada kekurangan tapi ok la..kami dan semua peserta ENJOY!!!