About The Little Miss Sunshine

Aplaus Fiesta #2: The Cause Finally Championed

I know this was supposed to be the big day for the finalists and winners of AAM, but sorry to steal the limelight. I personally (as the project manager of AAM and Aplaus Fiesta) couldn’t be more blissful than this.

Yes, Mahadi… I knew u’re. That stupid lovey-dovey text u sent me in the middle of the night showed how grateful u’re. We’re all satisfied with what we’ve done. I believed everybody is. Some might be sleeping soundly and dreamt a fairy tale on that nite. Some were too exhausted to express their feelings. Some celebrated it and got high like you. But I dunt need to be drunk to be intoxicated with ecstasy. Believe it or not, no matter how tired and sleepy I was, I couldn’t sleep that night! I smiled and laughed and cried at the same time.

As I remember, flashing back to a year ago, a cause to champion was declared.

Just as soon as I stepped on my homeland. I made it colossal, I voiced it loud. Announce it to the whole world so that everyone knows, then I’ll be bothered if I dun’t make it real.

And beibeh! It works that way!
There’s no turning back if words have been promised. I have to proof to myself that I could make a difference. I need a reason to stay more than just a statement ‘Mom and Dad, I am back for good” was said. I need to work out to get in the way. And I need more than just a rationale. An action!

Ops! No intention to make it sounds serious.

So, before I go on with my crappy philosophy, let me send my gratitude to all of you who has supported me. To my parents who grumbled all nite long and couldn’t sleep ‘cos I was only home midnite, or even early morning on those 2 days before the event.

“Hallo? Hah? Not home yet? Do u know what time is it?”

“Hallo, Dad. Oh, not yet… there’re still a lot of things to be done here in the office.”

“Are you crazy? This is already midnite. You know what, if I got an employee like you, I would be the happiest Lao Pan already.” He lectured.

“Don’t worry, Dad. I’m not alone here. Most of my colleagues are staying. Just go to bed first. Don’t wait.”

“What? How do u expect ur Daddy to sleep when his girl not yet home at this time?

Oohhhh… Daddy, u’re so sweet. But stop being a daddy pleaseeee…

He and his theory “breeding a daughter is harder than petting a thousand cows” is a bit old fashion. Guys,  don’t u think so? Haha… but at least I know he really really loves me.

Mommy tak mau kalah. She hugged and kissed me after reading the newspaper in the next morning. “I’m proud of you, Darling.”

This Darwis really made me, so-called, “the glare of publicity”. Aiyah,.. too much lah. Put my ‘gong-gong’ face so big on page 3 for wat… Your trust and support has done me more than enough.

And to my super team, “You guys had done a fantastic job!

BIG APPLAUSE TO ALL OF US.”

Of course there’re a lot of people I would like to thank. But this is not the Oscar Show. So, keep it short and sweet… you know who you’re, thank you for giving me the chance to do something and be somebody. Thank you for knowing me by heart.

Last but not least, to my inspiration, Janet Lee.
Thank you for showing me how to trust. Now I really understand what the difference between being ‘perfect’ and ‘excellent’ is. Of course Shahnaz got his share for giving me such a hard time. Now I know how to handle people like him. (*Ops, there’s a special case for this issue during the committing of the event. I really learnt a lot here).

Enough for the speech.

Now, lets prepare for the next hit.

See you at the top!

*YeHa - November 2, 2007

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