Once upon a teh-segan

Once upon a time in 2004, ketika aku masih belajar di UIA, aku telah memulakan sebuah blog. Aku belum lagi jadi seorang novelis but I was eager to let people know what I think... that is, IF there are readers at all. But at the time, readers were not important. Apa yang penting ialah getting your words across.

Aku registered masuk blogdrive (it was the first link in yahoo at that time). And I called it teh-segan. Why? Same ol same ol. Dalam bahasa arab, Shai means "Teh" dan Shy in English means "Malu", but I preferred the word Segan rather than Malu.

Aku rasa aku tak pernah berhenti menulis dalam teh-segan sejak 2004. Ada banyak benda dalam tu yang menampakkan perubahan cara aku berfikir all these years, more than any pictures can tell. There was the time when I was so into Jay Chou. There was a time when I was so critical about politics. There was also the time when I can't get over how much I hate Yasmin Hani (tak benci dah. It was a temporary thing), Erra Fazira (tak benci dah. Also a temporary thing) and Dr. Fazley (I still find him annoying, but whatever). There was that time when I wrote about how my bestfriend (Iza) punya stalker suka stalk aku sekali, yang memberikan aku idea bahawa it is quite annoying being a pretty girl's fat sidekick and make me understand why sidekicks always ada low self-esteem dan sangat sensitive terhadap people's comments. There was also that time when I was in a rut tak dapat kerja, the time when I think that Michael Scofield is the best man ever exist on TV, the time when Mr Darcy is the best man ever exist in literature and when I started to gain readership, and was known as "that sarcastic blogger". 

Teh-segan jugak memperkenalkan aku pada my two blogger-buddies - Masni dan Jis. 

It was also filled with my day-to-day activities when I was working in CO - the stars and celebrities I met, how I think of them (to which my bosses made me delete it...... ahahaha) and what I think of my colleagues. It was filled with all the praise I have for the workplace, all the stupidity that made me leave it and all the reasons why I still freelance for it. It also filled with every dreams, every one of them yang berjaya aku tunaikan (ada degree dalam Polsc, jadi novelis, kerja bebas, jumpa orang yang aku nak jumpa, cam Mamat Khalid dan Mustapha Maarof... yeah, I do think that he was the shizzz in BAWANG PUTIH BAWANG MERAH... ahaha)... ia juga filled with semua benda yang crushed me to a point where I can't breathe, bisnes yang lingkup, heartbreaks, pekerjaan dalam bidang Polsc yang tak berjaya didapati.

Aku berhenti menulis dalam teh-segan awal tahun ni. Our lawyer told us that they wanted to get on with suing the defendant, so I decided that I will not let us lose the case just for some stupid angry things that I might have written here and there on the blog. So aku tutup blog tu buat sementara waktu, dengan niat that as soon as the case concluded, aku akan bukak semula.

Tapi kes tu dah conclude Julai lepas. 

Masni, yang aku kenal masa dia masih belajar, dah jadi lecturer dan dah ada MA.

Jis, yang aku kenal masa dia masih di MMU dah pun jadi PTD dan in a relationship.

Sesetengah link blog yang ada kat teh-segan dah pun berubah dan dah ditutup oleh ownernya.

Nuffnang dah lama stop counting visitors coming.

Visitors pun dah lama beralih ke blog ini. Yang tak tau kewujudan blog ni pulak dah lama jumpa hobi lain dan berhenti interested in reading strangers' blogs.

Aku bukan lagi pompuan sarcastic yang ada opinion about every single brouhaha in the world, cusses like nobody's business atau perempuan yang can take another legal suit for things she said/wrote. Things yang betul-betul private dah jadi betul-betul private, not private 'sikit je' for people to know. 

Tahun depan aku dah 30 tahun. I dun wanna be the same person I was when I was 23. I am not the same person as her, anyway. 

So, like I always said in teh-segan.... toodles!

Reminder: nurulsyahida-thewriter will be the only blog yang NS ada. Any other blogs menggunakan nama NS atau nama novel2 NS bukan milik NS.