God's little reminders

I'm so humbled now, it's beyond belief. I have been such an ungrateful twit. Sulking. Complaining. Whining. About the people who pissed me off. You just have no idea how many times I swore last night. And mind you, I only swear when Arsenal loses.

I don't know why.. but my patience seems to be wearing thin these days. I snapped, sulked and buat blur. Macam malas nak layan.

I miss being the old, bubbly me. The one who laughs over the stupidest jokes. The one who laughs at herself. Since I got back from KL, my life's been such a mess. The things that are running through my head.. the endless worries. Kelam kabut nak arrange breakfast / lunch / dinner for the guests. Mengamuk mengamuk sebab breakfast and lunch were served REAALLLYYYY late kat Alsaraya last Saturday. Getting massive complaints about the transportation at the Complex. Getting a "merajuk" message sebab I lambat nak respond to him when he Whatsapp-ed to ask for a wheelchair. Last minute request by Malaysian Embassy for us to perform at the Asian Day. Guests tak jumpa our transport and balik ke Complex naik the rakhsha.

Truth be told, I miss the fun dinner outings with my Geng Tulip. I miss the movie nights. I miss the lawak lawak bodoh and nyanyi nyanyi bodoh in Dodi's car.

But such is life kan.It's not gonna be sunny all the time. Sometimes, hujan akan melanda.. and we just have to brave through the storm. And the storm shall pass... cuma we cannot give up or put the blame on everyone for the bad weather.

Allah is great. While I'm going through this emotional roller-coaster ride, He sent me reminders to be thankful for all His blessings upon me.

As I went on stage last night with the kids at Friendship Hall (we were asked by the Malaysian Embassy to perform at the Asian Day ... representing Malaysia .. woohooo), I felt happy looking at the kids. I know they were tired from the events on Friday night and the whole of Saturday. In fact, some of them even missed school semalam. But last night, they were all jumpy and cheerful. They were excited to perform and their enthusiasm did rub on to me a little. I felt like a little girl again.. so proud to be singing for my Country. It didn't matter that we sang off key.. or that I missed hitting the gong a few times.. What mattered was that we had fun.. as we waved our Jalur Gemilang happily..

And then, this morning, Kak Ida messaged to tell me that Abang's wound from the surgery is not healing properly. The doctors are suspecting a pus somewhere in his leg and he might have to undergo another surgery. :(

My problems seem so trivial at this point. Here I am ranting about difficult people, while my Abang is at risk of losing his leg and even his life. :(

Anyway, here are the pictures of last night. Taknak sedih sedih. Semua ni dah ketentuan Allah. Kena smile more and bersyukur.. for I always forget His little blessings.. like good health.. and the ability to move and speak and eat.. kan?

Sudanese traditional dance

Lovely lively dance - Sudan

Yang ni pulak dari Indonesia.. one of their traditional dance

Our wira dan wirawati negara..

Proud is waving the Malaysian flag in a foreign country

Excited kids.. ready to perform!

Showing the world that Malaysians are colorful, fun-loving people..

Bersemangat mengibarkan Jalur Gemilang

Sempat berdikir barat

Demi mu, Malaysia!

Okay.. lets get back to work... Somehow, just ranting on my blog has made me feel so much better already.

Kerja... jom?! xoxo

ps./ HAPPINESS is.. getting a reminder to hang in there, for I will be heading home sooooonnnn...