Category: Life

…stopped functioning today.

There is no power when I turn it on. Hopefully, the technician does miracle to it tomorrow.

“Hello Mummy, how are you?”

“I’m ok. Waiting for your call. I wait for your call everyday.”

“When you are working, you say you are not free. But now you are not working but you never call mummy.”

“Hahahaha!”

“So my dear, what can I do for you?”

“Ahahaha!”

“Why you laugh?”

“Cos you’re funny!”

“Why you say I’m funny? Lucy also says I’m funny but I don’t know what is so funny about me. She says it’s the way I talk.”

“Yup, you are funny. The washing machine is broken.”

“Get a new one.”

“But it’s not certified that it’s totally dead yet.”

“Why? You like that washing machine, is it?”

“No but wait till the technician comes over and have a look at it then we decide again?”

“Okay, later I ask Papa for his opinion. If you want to buy a new one, tell him because he’s on high spirits now. A deal came through.”

“Mee, I love you!”

“I love you too!”

“So did you cook today?”

“No.”

“So lazy. You must learn how to be complete. A woman must know how to cook. Make-up a bit. Read more on healthy cooking. Clean the house. Don’t just sit in front of the computer!”

“So if I clean the house, can I sit in front of the computer?”

“Can, you can sit in front of the computer as long as the house is clean.”

*The song “Buttons” by the Pussycat Dolls is playing in the background while I’m writing this.*

My feet. They are better now.

What I did was to clean feet with warm water and then soak them in hot water. The moment I dip my feet into the pail, my feet turns itchy. Maybe hot water is killing naughty things under swollen feet in which resulted in the itch.

Then, I wipe my feet dry. Apply Bao Fu Lin (???). An ointment that was bought during our trip to Shanghai a few years back. It’s a produce of Beijing but we bought it in Shanghai. Sorry Devil, Eurax just didn’t seem to have any effect on me. Bao Fu Lin is amazing. What those Chinese people did in their product demo was to hold a red, hot burning chain with their bare hands. As soon as their hands are burnt, they walk around showing fellow spectators their roasted palm. And then, they apply Bao Fu Lin and then skin goes back to normal. Then, I discovered that some people make a living by burning their own hands.

Anyway, the ointment is good for scalds, burns as well as itches. It smells like Mopiko. I like the cool tingly menthol feeling.

And because my feet are getting better. I was out shopping today.

Bought:

1. Keyboard and mouse. Black colour.

2. Dress. Black with flowers. I think I’m going to wear this to my cousin sister’s wedding. Nice dresses are hard to come by. So when I see one and if it’s not too expensive, I would buy and keep it for a special occasion. And to get one that fits you perfectly is rare. Like how there are good guys out there but to find the one right for you can be daunting but at times simple if the timing is right. Like how the timing was right for me today to be able to meet Ms.Pretty Dress.

3. A few tees. My favourite one has got a monkey on it.

4. A pair of sandals. Nice and cheap. If possible, would want to wear it to sleep tonight. (Okay, I’m just kidding!)

Met:

1. A hometown friend. Someone I have not met for ages. 6 years. This Malay girl was laughing when she saw Iris and me. Pointing and laughing. It took me a while to figure out who she was. I mean if she’s pointing and laughing at you, you sure do know you know her. She’s the sister of my sister’s first boyfriend. Heh. My parents never knew about her dating a Malay guy. As always, I’m the secret keeper. It’s not easy being a secret keeper and an elder sister together at the same time, I got to keep the secret from my parents (else parents will kill sister) and I had to take care of sister to make sure she is okay (else parents will kill me). When they were together, my sister was only in Form 1. My sister surely does attract more guys than I do.

The relationship didn’t work out. It was more like a puppy love. After the break up, I had to be counsellor and advisor to this ex-boyfriend of my sister. My sister was literary fine but he was a total wreck. He really did love my sister. He gradually survived and he calls me “Kakak Cantik”. I’ve not seen him for ages too.

2. A sales attendant of a skin care product store. We were just browsing because I loved the colours of the products. She approached us, explained every range of product that was in the shop as we made our way around. And while she was explaining, I can feel a coat of cloud surrounding me. I don’t know how to describe this feeling but I do get it when someone strokes me gently on the head for a long time. Or when my mum would comb and tie my hair when I was little, you get this very very calm and soothing feeling and you just stand or sit still because once you move, the feeling disappears. The feeling is so nice, you don’t want it go away and it puts you into some kind of a dreamy mode. Floating on air but you still know that you’re very much alive.

This sales attendant has got some kind of charm in her. She’s a very pleasant lady. I think she knows we are not going to buy anything from her but she still took the time to explain the products to us. With so much patience and sweetness. I thanked her with a smile as we made our way out of the shop. This is not just excellent customer service, but superb (with three exclamation marks behind) customer service.
I then asked Iris if she felt the same thing.

“I felt it too.”

I don’t know if the word “kebas” in Bahasa Melayu is the right word to describe it. Or “semut”. But if you know what I’m talking about then you’ll know la!

And so, the day ended with a bleeding wallet.

Sometimes I feel that luck is not on my side.

Was in Port Dickson, got out of the car wanting to see the sun set, stood on the sand of a shady area for less than a minute.

Stinging sensation from below.

Looked down and to my horror, discovered red ants covering both my feet.

:((

Painful wei.

I didn’t want to look at the sunset anymore. I wanted to go home. So I bid the red sun good bye. It was beautiful though, the sun. It was red. But I didn’t take any pictures of it because all I really wanted was to go home.

It was itchy and painful at the same time. Then, it turned numb. Then, I had two elephant toes. Now that I’m awake, I have elephant foot.

Two weeks ago, also on a Saturday, a part of my toe nail got ripped off. Today, I got bitten by ants. I mean, it’s always about my foot!

And before the ant bite thing, My favourite white slippers is broken when I was paying my bills. Strap broken. Me sad.

And it’s about my foot again!

Last night, I wrote 5 entries. None I published. *Imagine a fashion designer/writer/artist, creating her masterpiece but is not satisfied with it and tears apart her drawing block and throws shattered pieces of paper in the air.*

I didn’t like what I wrote because it’s about the same old sad stories. I don’t want my life to be like that.

I can be a very simple person. Like an ice cream will make my day if you know what flavours I like. And it’s not hard to know what my favourite flavour is. Chocolate, my friend. The mighty chocolate.

But over the weeks, I find nothing in particular to write about. Can’t even find a simple thing to be happy about because everything seemed to irritate me.

This morning I lied on the bed till 12 noon or slightly beyond that just thinking. Usually, I will not have problems sleeping but when I stay up like that when I’m supposed to be asleep or when I’m supposed to be awake, something is troubling me. *Imagine a fashion designer/writer/artist, trying to get some inspiration in creating her masterpiece, digging deep into her deepest soul.*

I thought and I thought and I think I have the answer. I trust my inner voice. This inner voice has been telling me things right from the beginning and I always turn it down. Today, the voice seemed louder. So loud, I cannot pretend I didn’t hear it and this time I wouldn’t turn it down.

This time I didn’t consult my senior advisor for advice. I mean my dad. I just told him what I’m going to do and he asked why. I told him about the instincts thing. He went, “Ahh! Instincts! Okay!”

You know why I love him so much? Because he supports in everything that I do.

My mum is equally worried about me like dad but she worries more. Well, maybe worrying is not the word. She likes to imagine.

Like how she would ask me, “Eh, got or not?”

She’s not talking about if I’ve got a new job. But if I have found someone.

Got or not?

Don’t have.

And then, she’ll tell me. If you have a baby, I’ll take care of him/her when you go to work. Problem is I don’t have a baby.

I’ll tell you more tomorrow. About that something, triggered by the something called instincts.

I know I haven’t been writing.

I am not happy lately to the extent that I don’t want to write about it.

It pains me and subsequently you too.

I will write soon.

 

Thank you Shotoh!

What I planned to do today is to go on a shopping spree after work today. Uh huh, I still couldn’t get over the fact that I’m working on Saturdays.

Went to the ATM to withdraw some cash and as I made my way into the bank, I hurt my foot. I didn’t know how I hurt it because I just walked in and my foot sort of knocked into the wall, assuming the pathway is the same level as outside. I guess I knocked into the wall that is a level higher than the one outside. Argh…if only you know what I’m talking about. Anyway, let’s just say I knocked into something la!

I felt the pain but I thought it’s just a knock and pain thing, which I would encounter from time to time. It’s either my first toe or the last toe. Today it’s the big toe. And it hurts.

I looked down and saw blood. But I did not faint.

Iris was already outside of the bank, waiting to pick me up from work. The bank is next to my office.

Went into the car and examined my toe. Iris gave me a kind of look like she’s never going to look at my foot the same way anymore.

A small portion of the toe nail is ripped off but still intact. Not something I like to see. I held on to it for the pain to go away.

It did for a while and then I examined it again. Tried to rip off ripped toe nail but toe nail is so healthy, it just didn’t want to be removed. Sounds painful ya but it wasn’t painful at all.

As the wind blows, it gives Mr.Toe a tingling sensation. I don’t enjoy such sensation.

I’ve experienced worse case than this. My last toe nail of my right foot has once been totally ripped off but I don’t remember how already. It has grown back of course but it’s not pretty anymore.

So Iris went to the nearby petrol station to pump petrol and got me a plaster. Wrapped toe nail with plaster and too hungry to even think of pain. Had McDonald’s to satisfy Iris’s desire. I had my 2nd Big Mac today.

Went to The Curve for shopping but ain’t see nothing because all my mind is thinking about is my toe. Decided to go home instead.

Took out nail clipper, cotton bud, plaster and Burnol (My favourite antiseptic cream because it’s the only antiseptic cream I know of.) Removed ripped toe nail and applied Burnol with botton bud. Decided not to use plaster because toe nail needs to breathe.

I’m going to take a nap now.

Hopefully when I wake up, toe nail would have grown back.

Iris asked me.

“A new job”

She looked at me as though feeling like punching me.

I really do. I want a new job. No pressie. No cakes. Just a new job. And then I can buy you people pressie and cakes.

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