It took me one afternoon to just clean and arrange things in my study room. A room I spend most my time besides the living room and bedroom. It now looks like a cleared jungle. I like it. It can be better but as for now, I’m contented.
It wasn’t easy arranging Iris’s stuff with her stack of Law notes, which I’m sure I cannot throw at the moment.
Vacuumed and washed the toilet. I didn’t feel like mopping because I felt tired already. So, I’ll continue tomorrow.
Good night.
There was no Mr.Big Cockroach today but there was a little small insect, I don’t know its name. Shall call him Mr.Little Guy. It looked like it won’t harm me so I decided that it could stay. I didn’t kill it.
Just finished watching “The Holiday“.
I liked it very much.
I am tired.
Learnt new things at work today so I’m happy.
After work, went to have dinner with a colleague, who won’t be leaving the office late tonight. In fact, at this time of writing 9:47pm, she’s still in the office.
She suggested us to go to MMU campus for dinner. So, I said okay. I’m always okay with going to new places because it’s like learning something new. It feels a bit weird, maybe because I feel that I’m not a student.
Then, I sent her to her boyfriend’s workplace which is just a stone’s throw away, to deliver food. It’s my 2nd time doing this, sending her to deliver food for her beloved one. The boyfriend works very long hours at times and because she follows his car home, she would have to wait till he finishes his work.
Since I’m alone and not knowing what to have dinner tonight and not wanting to have dinner alone tonight, we had dinner together.
After delivering food, I send her back to the office before I drove home.
Came home and switched on the study room light to be greeted by Mr.Big Cockroach. Took aerosol spray and aim at Mr.Big Cockroach. And because I don’t like and am afraid of cockroaches, especially when they are in my house, I make sure I spray more than enough to kill the cockroach.
She’s finally leaving at 10:07pm.
I’m actually looking forward so much for tomorrow. This week seems to be a short working week. I just want to make my house a little nicer and tidier. It has been a long time since I really shower the house with some love.
I am bored.
I hate people who have a problem with people who can afford to buy something. They make you feel so guilty or so wrong about having the ability to afford to pay for something that they can’t.
It can be a car. I don’t own my car because I didn’t pay for it. I only pay for petrol and service that the car needs. Pappy bought it for me when I just started working because he’s thoughtful. But there are people who make you feel so wrong about having a car which you didn’t pay for. Then, they look at you like you come from the outer space. I wouldn’t need to lie and tell you I paid for my car just to make you feel better.
And then there’s this issue about food. We are free to eat what we like but there are people who have a trouble with it too. Imagine yourself enjoying a meal when suddenly someone just got to comment about it.
“Why are you eating this? This is so expensive.” Whatever you eat, they will say it’s expensive unless they see you with a glass of water and munching on white bread. But you know, then, they will ask you another question, “Got no money to eat rice?”
Either way, these people practically have a problem with something that’s none of their business. Not that they are paying for my meals. So I don’t know why they can’t just keep their mouth shut while I eat. I guess they like the idea of seeing me swallow my food like it’s so sinful to eat.
I wouldn’t go up to someone and tell him/her, “Why are you eating such cheap food?”. I wouldn’t go up to someone having a fine meal and tell him/her, “You shouldn’t waste your money in eating such fine food.”
I wouldn’t go to someone and tell him/her, “This car is so expensive, how could you even think of buying it?”
Know why? Because everyone’s affordability level is different. Some people can afford it. Some people can’t. It doesn’t mean that if you can’t, you have the right to criticise someone who can afford to pay. And worse, make them feel bad or illustrate that it’s wrong to be well-to-do and that everyone should only eat roti canai and nothing else.
NOW I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER!
I feel so lazy today that I just have to open Gmail and blog. I do not view my blog site at work and I have been sticking to it for 2 years and a few months. Coming from someone like me who loves my blog so much, it is an achievement to not even have a peep at it at work.
That’s because I’m afraid that “the others” will find out and read me. I used to rant a lot about work that I couldn’t help not doing because each time I sit in front of the computer and with my fingers over the keyboard, I just cannot stop whatever that’s coming out of my mind, my mouth, my head…and errr…fingers.
Now, I don’t rant about work as much as I do. I think I have not rant about work for a while now. And I’m happy about that because I’m keeping my word. I once told myself not to write about work anymore. So that would mean I’d have to write about other things. So far, I still have something to write about even though now I feel like I’m not writing something substantial. I don’t even know what you call this piece of writing.
But I do know, you people, you like love stories. In fact, the most commented entries are the ones which I reveal more about the private and personal side of which I wasn’t planning to reveal. Because it just felt….weird and too personal to bare. Like I’m not even sure if people out there would want to read if I’ve been kissed.
So I tried to deliver it in a different way. Instead of saying he kissed me, which is so direct and so not fun. I said he planted something on my lips. And I mean…planting something on my lips…can mean so many things depending on how imaginative you can get. Plant flowers on my lips maybe?
I don’t write to please everyone, although sometimes I try to. And sometimes I can get too honest, I’d like to tell the world everything. YET, the most important reason of all is that I do not want to forget being planted something on the lips by him. And that is why I wrote what I wrote, along with the other things that may seem unimportant to you but are very important to me.
Because no one is ever going to do that to me again, in that way, that time of the day, at that place. We may not be an item in most people’s eyes. Not that we are an item yet. You feel that way when you have people telling you to “get a life” and to “get someone better”. And you know you should and you can but you just don’t want to because you just love to get stuck with that person, though you don’t exactly know why.
Well, actually, you do know why but you just can’t believe it can be so simple. Because everytime he calls, my heart beats. Because everytime we eat out, he would always chopstick some food onto my plate and the process continues until he’s sure that I’m full and well-fed. I don’t expect someone to do that you see. So when someone does that to me, its effect is so great that I can smile just looking at my fork. Why is it that when my mum does this to me I feel mortified but when he does it to me, I feel like I’m in heaven?
He makes me feel like a lady.
Another thing I discovered about myself is that I’m easily moved by little things, little actions as compared to anything big. Like when we are in the lift and then a stranger comes to join us in the lift, he holds my waist and pulls me nearer to him, as if he’s afraid this stranger will kidnap and eat me alive, I feel that I’m loved and that he actually loves me. This happened in the yesteryear but is so vividly imprinted in my head, along with many other little things which I can’t possibly list them all out because that would be so not fun. He indeed gave me so many little things to think about.
I am poisoned.
So if one day when it’s the end of the world because he doesn’t love me anymore, I’d still be very happy because of the little things he once did to me.
Sometimes I’m also afraid that my heart will only beat for him, even when he doesn’t love me anymore.
I really need to get back to work.
… can be quite therapeutic.
My house is indeed full of things. It is messier now that I’m taking things out to see if it’s to stay or to go into the bin. But, very soon, it’s going to look neat and tidy again. While I was re-arranging my stuff, I suddenly thought of hanging some photos on the white board. Remember the “wall” where I hang the frisbee, the little white board and those toys? Ya, I was thinking of putting some photographs there, with IKEA wooden photo frame..or maybe the white frame. Revamp that “wall” a bit.
I’ll put 4 individual photos, Pappy’s (A photo I took for him in Bali), Mummy’s, Iris’s and mine (A self-shot black and white photo taken one day when I was plain bored but actually turned out to look quite interesting.) Then, maybe a family photo of 4. And whatever that’s nice…#1:Iris hugging Pappy and then they did a kissing pose while looking at the camera, #2: Pappy and me both holding to our beer glasses taken in South Korea, #3: Mummy, Iris and me in our “cheong-sam” top taken during Chinese New Year a few years ago.
I will need to go through those photo albums and pick the best to be featured. I’ll show you the new “wall” when it’s done, okay? Guess it will take some time. But I can’t wait!
Aku suka buat benda-benda macam ni.
Tech talk.
I’ve finally found out why the previous and next entries link didn’t work. It was because of a plugin. Adhesive version 3.2. De-activated that plugin and voila! Now it will no longer be a pain to browse through my older entries. If you scroll down this page, you can see the “Previous Entries” link that has disappeared for too long.
If you click on a single post, you will be able to go forth and back to the previous and subsequent entry.
Just in case you don’t know, there’s this page called “Archives” on the right sidebar, under Pages. It gives you a tree-like look of everything that is in this site.
That is another problem solved! And the most important problem solved!
😀
I must tell you about this place before I forget. Been wanting to write this since yesterday but I keep forgetting.
There’s a place in One Utama called The Soya Shop. It’s located at the Lower Ground floor, Old Wing. Little corner shop just opposite Baskin Robbins. I’ve tried the soyabean here a long, long time ago and I find it nice.
Yesterday, my girlfriend and I was thinking of where to sit down for a drink and she saw this place and so we thought we’d just settle with this one. The last time I came, they were only selling soya milk and tau foo fah. Now, they have glutinuous rice ball (otherwise known as tong yuen) in 4 different fillings, red bean, lotus, cocunut and chocolate.
It’s basically a bowl of soya milk with 4 glutinuous rice balls in it. I took the one with red bean and my girlfriend ordered the one with lotus. We swapped one glutinuous rice ball with each other so that we could have a taste of both.
And I must say, the first spoon of soya milk that went into my mouth was so good that I told my girlfriend, “This isn’t too sweet.” She was actually saying the same thing to me at about the same time.
And when we got to the part of the glutinuous rice ball, I must say I loved it very very much. It’s very soft. And because the fillings are sweet but the soya milk isn’t that sweet, they complement each other very well. After finishing that bowl of soya milk and tong yuen, I felt so smooth.
I will be going back for more!
People, I have lots of extra fat!
And it’s around the tummy area. It has got lots of extra fats than it is supposed to have. And because it’s around the tummy area, I will not call myself fat because truth is, I’m not. I’m under-weight.
I have been able to cover it well by not wearing skimpy clothes..but as I was arranging my wardrobe just now, I am seeing clothes that will reveal the fatty part of my tummy and so I think it’s about time I do something about it.
I haven’t been exercising. Walking in the park doesn’t seem to help me burn those fats. I think I should start to swim again. The only thing I don’t like about swimming is it ruins my hair. The chlorine. But then I shouldn’t be complaining too much if I would like to get in shape again.
If I’d ever tell anyone that I have a fat tummy, they will not believe me. But I must tell you, it has indeed grown so huge that it’s the biggest piece of fat I’ve ever seen in my whole tummy history. So much so, this morning before I even got out bed, I did sit-ups. I think I’m going to do this until it turns flat again.
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Stayed home the whole day. Washed, folded and ironed the clothes. Even though it’s just me, I feel like I’m washing for a family of four. Especially when it came to the ironing part. I’ve been ironing for hours and that I’d have to thank myself for being lazy.
Tomorrow, I’m going to wear a black top and a white skirt. I fell in love with myself while I was trying to see if both of them matches one another.
And I can’t wait to sit at my new place. Think it’s going to be a little colder at the new place but it should be fine.
I can’t wait for Tuesday to come. Wednesday is not a holiday for me but having Tuesday off is more than enough.
*looks at flabby tummy…shakes head*