ho ho ho...! Jadual Gaji 2014

Mark your calendars...!!! 

*Nasib baik takde yang awallll gilaaa... mcm 8 November lepas... :P

Si Kucing dari Sabah ke Semenanjung

Usually I'd post things in English, but this is an exception as the point of this blog is to be a guide for animal lovers out there who wishe to bring their beloved cat/dog/tigers from Sabah to Semenanjung.

As an example, I will tell you how I exported my little Diva, Nugget from KK to Shah Alam.

Sila mulakan urusan import/eksport ni at least 1 bulan before you travel.

This is Nugget.

STEP 1
Pastikan vaccine kucing update. Kalau nak bela kucing jangan malas and kedekut. RM30 aje pun skali vaccine. Mula2 setiap bulan (3 kali) and then setahun sekali. Make sure ada Pet Health Record yang updated dgn semua jenis vaccine.

STEP 2
Insert Microchip. Ini BUKAN GPS. Bukanlah bermakna kalau dah inject microchip boleh detect dia senang2 mcm ada GPS tag tu ala-ala animal planet punye documentary. Microchip ni untuk registerkan kucing tu milik anda. Untuk identification. Contohnya manusia ada cap jari, so kucing ada microchip. Harga utk implant dia dalam RM45. Depends on ur vet.

STEP 3 
Apply Permit IMPORT. As an example, Nugget nak dibawa dari Kota Kinabalu ke Shah Alam, so mesti apply permit import dari Shah Alam dulu. Google Jabatan Haiwan Shah Alam, dapatkan nombor contact and tanya tentang prosedur untuk apply import permit ni. My experience, orang di Jabatan Haiwan sana ada poyo sikit so kena byk bersabar. Dia akan suruh u pergi sendiri hantar semua dokumen (health record, nombor microchip, maklumat you, etc etc...) ke ofis dia.

Kalau tak boleh hantar sendiri, ask a friend. Kebetulan encik bf saya di Shah Alam so I asked his help. Postkan SEMUA dokumen berkaitan kucing and hantarkan ke Jabatan Haiwan. Jangan pos terus ke ofis because diorang pemalas and takkan tolong you.

Next, officer sana akan applykan permit tu online, u have to bayar dlm RM11 and they give you a resit. Resit ini haruslah dibawa ke KLIA (bahagian Kastam) untuk dapatkan permit tu. So dengan susah payahnya encik bf saya ke KLIA pula menguruskan hal permit import. PERMIT IMPORT VALID SATU BULAN SAHAJA.

The Import Permit.

STEP 4 
Apply Permit EXPORT pula. Pergi ke website Jabatan Haiwan Sabah DAVETSA dan register an account. Kalau pandai buat sendiri, masukkan semua detail kucing tu, termasuk nombor permit import pada link "permohonan eksport haiwan"... lebih kuranglah... And sila tunggu 3 hari. Rajinkanlah diri FOLLOW-up pada officer Jabatan haiwan Sabah tu. Kalau dah Approve, boleh ke Jabatan Haiwan Sabah, Wisma Pertanian di Jalan Maktab Gaya tu and buat pembayaran RM7. FYI, officer di jabatan tu saaaaangatttt friendly... so berbaloi la tunggu 3 hari tu. PERMIT EXPORT VALID SATU BULAN (ikut tarikh permit import).

The Export Permit

STEP 5
Medical Check up. Ini ada tricky sikit because health certificate kucing hanya VALID SEMINGGU sahaja. Tempat Check up : Jabatan Perkhidmatan Haiwan di Kepayan. (Jalan nak ke KKIA) Jadi kena adjust time check up tu supaya tak expired bila dah beli tiket balik ke semenanjung. Contohnya, kalau pergi check up 3 Disember, sijil tu hanya valid sampai 10hb Disember. So mesti fly dalam masa tu. Dah settle, bayar RM20.
*Remember, checkup & ceritificate tertakluk kepada availability doktor... 

Hanya sijil dari jabatan KERAJAAN saja yang valid untuk flight.

STEP 6 
Ok you must have 3 dokumens di tangan. (Permit import, export, health certificate) Time to fly. Pada Hari kejadian, terus ke Kaunter Check in and check in macam biasa. Stakat hari ni hanya Malaysian Airlines (MAS) sahaja yang terima kucing on board. so jangan beranganlah nak bawa naik Air Asia. Di kaunter Check in, tunjukkan semua dokumen kucing and kucing akan dicas sebagai "excess baggage". Minimum 5kg so walaupun berat Nugget+bekas hanya 3.5kg, tetap dianggap 5kg. Jadi, RM15 per kg, total RM75. Takpe. Worth it. Hantar Kucing ke "oversized baggage" and KKIA akan handle dari situ.

STEP 7
Sampai di KLIA. Selepas ambil bagasi, silalah berjalan ke KUARANTIN HAIWAN. Be warned, anda akan jadi perhatian sbb semua org curios nak tau apa ada dlm bekas tu. Kat situ plak, bayar RM15 untuk final check up. Kalau ada sakit, kucing tu kena kuarantin. Kalau sihat. Lepas. Dengan ini, Nugget adalah kucing yang pernah naik kapal terbang.

The Nugget 

That's all. Only 7 Steps to bring your beloved kitty home. Tiada alasan kecuali MALAS. Total semua RM203 sahaja. But worth it. Nugget is here everyday with me making me happy :)

Self Motivation : How to Survive in a New Workplace

Illustration by Andrew Joyner

Extracted From : Excelle's Website : Networking for the career-minded women

First day at a new workplace. in my case, AGAIN??? It was ONLY 3 pathetic years when I first reported duty in Politeknik Kota Kinabalu and today, once again I become the "new girl" in the office. So many people have been asking WHY i applied for a transfer since I was already so happy in the old polytechnic. Here's the thing... Get off my case, mind your own business! I do things for reason and I do not have to explain to everyone why, what or how.

So here's what I do in my first day : I google for survival tips. 

Everyone needs time to get settled in, find his or her place, learn the culture, speak the jargon, and know who’s who. Smile, ask lots of questions, write things down (especially names), and be patient. Understand that your new company or assignment may be very different from where you had worked before and is a world different from college life, even if you interned.

Try to understand and accept the differences. Never say, “When I was at my prior company, we did it differently.” I had one coworker who said that so often that the other employees suggested he go back to that firm. If somewhere else really did it better, slowly suggest some changes without saying where they came from and be sure they are better, not just more comfortable.
(Ok noted. Jangan gatal2 nak announce kat semua orang "dulu masa kat PKK, saya ni.. tetttttt...")

Network. Be professional. Observe. Find ways to get to know your coworkers. Join them for a coffee break. Put candy in a dish on your desk (I used to have a jar full of tootsie rolls). You’ll meet people as they stop by to have some. Attend meetings and learn how decisions are made. If there is a problem or serious issue going on, get involved.
(Hmm... I used to have chocolates and candies on my desk... So I guess it's a good idea...)

Spend time with each coworker as well as your boss to understand what they see as major challenges, strengths, weaknesses and opportunities. It will take time to win their respect so start earning it right away by listening.
(Urghh... tau tak saya ni pemalu..???)

While first impressions may be made in minutes they fade away just as easily. Impressions that last are the ones that count, and they don’t happen instantly. Those first day horrors will be something you will look back and laugh at in the years to come.
(Okay, remember Anne, you will survive. Hang in there and be strong. Be good. Be patient.)

Also, here are 10 tips to being the new girl at work as listed by http://shenow.org

1. Make the most of training
2. Take notes
3. Ask questions
4. Accept help from other people
5. Help someone
6. Prove your value
7. Use your transferable skills
8. Don’t be too hard on yourself
9. Be friendly
10. Be prepared

Okay... too long of a post. To be continued...

Cabaran baru... Politeknik baru...

Seems only yesterday I posted the previous blog. Who ever noticed it has been 6 months since? Today I "lapor diri"ed at my new Polytechnic, PUO, Ipoh Perak. Supposedly a Premier Polytechnic which I have to admit I am not ready for. Before I go all judgemental and irrasional about the new workplace, allow me to paste a picture of my new time table.

The question is... What does "BREAK" stands for? are those the only times we are allowed to take some rest? And... why is the time table up to 6.00pm???

Cabaran Semester baru... Jun 2013

Okay so 5 semester have passed since i became an educator and i'm still loving my job as is :) Sadly, there will be no semester 3 classes for next term which means new courses for me to teach... which also means preparing lecture notes and assessments all the wat from ground zero.

CC503 - Traffic Engineering
CN301 - Geo-environmental Engineering

Challenge Accepted :)

Lecturers & Grading...

Stressssss.... Menanda PB satu hal... Key-in jangan cakap la... Server inter/intranet Malaysia ni memang boleh mendatangkan stress. Setiap kali hujung semester beginilah semua Pensyarah time key-in PB...

The Lighthouse

There was once a lighthouse who fell in love with an abandoned ship. He gave her shelter and guided her to shore whenever she got lost. One day the ship decided to sail to foreign land and left the lighthouse behind. He waited for years and years but she never returned. Ocean waves destroyed the lighthouse and it crumbled into the sea. Far across the sea, the ship realized she was lost and sinking.

She couldn't find her lighthouse again...



I'm sorry, Ian Campbell... For everything I've done...

Recipe for a Tasty Teacher :)

Ingredients:

1 Cup Caring
2 Cups of Knowledge
1/2 Cup of Good Communication
1/4 Cup of Relevence
3 Cups of Encouragement
2 Teaspoon Task Oriented
2 Tablespoom Flexibility
1 Tablespoon Outgoing Personality
4 Teaspoon Positive Attitude
8 Tablespoon of Respect
A Pinch of Humour

Instructions:

Whisk together Caring, Knowledge and Communication in a bowl. Stir together Respect and a Positive Attitude in a Cup.

Beat Together items in the bowl and Flexibility with an electric mixer until comfortable and responsible for about 3 minutes, then add encouragment until combined well. Mix all of the above and a little hint of task orientation at low speed. (Scrping down side of bowl occasionally) beginnine and ending with the caring mixture. Mix until smooth.

Spoon 1/4 cup Relevance for about 2 inches apart and spread onto an experienced large background. Bake in the middle of the oven until just right and allow teachers react to hot for 15 to 17 minutes.

Transfer with a metal spatula to a rack and let it chill about 5 minutes. Sprinkle a pinch of humour and Bing! Tasty Teacher is ready :)

An inspiration... Carrot, egg or coffee...?

 

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

 Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil.

In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see. "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.

The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?" Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity -- boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water. "Which are you?" she asked her daughter.

"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?"

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level?

How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

Know your JKA Lecturers (2013)

Top Row (L-R) : Mr Jim, Mr Dalmon, Mr Syahrizal, Mr Adrian, Mr Anuar, Mr Hazli, Mr Radat, Mr Kamal, Mr Ronnie, Mr Chung, Mr Zulfadhli, Mr Saptu, Mr Edi, Mr Jamal

Middle Row (L-R) : Mrs Zety, Mrs Emilia, Mrs Yusmah, Mrs Raja Nadia, Mrs Aziah, Dr Suzan, Mrs Tan, Ms Kristy, Mrs Halina, Mr Eric, Mr Cyril, Mr Dzulkiflee, Mr Nazrul, Mrs Mariati, Ms Nisa, Mrs babby, Ms Nurunnajahatun, Mrs Renny, Mrs Nurarsaliana, Ms Anne, Mrs Joan, Mrs Haryati

Front Row (L-R) : Mr Vitus, Mr Hanif, Mr Jaya, Mr Zaidi, Mr Rusdi, Mr Subir, Mrs Shimah, Mrs Noraina, Mrs Rukinah, Mrs Sharifah Adawiyah, Mrs Sulie, Mrs Betsy, Ms Saiting

An ispiration... A box of kisses

 

Some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, “This is for you, Daddy.” He was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty.

He yelled at her, “Don’t you know that when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside it?”

The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said,”Oh, Daddy, it is not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for you, Daddy.”

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
It is told that the man kept that gold box by his bed for years and whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us as humans have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, friends, family and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

An inspiration... A Dish of Cream

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.

“How much is an ice cream sundae?”

“50 cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied a number of coins in it.

“How much is a dish of plain ice cream?” he inquired. Some people were now waiting for a table and the waitress was a bit impatient.

“35 cents,” she said brusquely.

The little boy again counted the coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and departed.

When the waitress came back, she began wiping down the table and then swallowed hard at what she saw.

There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were 15 cents – her tip.

An Inspirational story... The Cracked Pot

 

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, and while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master’s house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. 

For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water in his master’s house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.

“I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you.”
“Why?” asked the bearer. “What are you ashamed of?”


“I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master’s house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don’t get full value from your efforts,” the pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old cracked pot, and in his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.”

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load, and so again the pot apologized to the bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of your path, but not on the other pot’s side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it. I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table.

Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

MORAL:

Do not underestimate yourself by comparing yourself with others. It’s our differences that make us unique & Beautiful.