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Plan to go to Banting with colleagues was cancelled as one was unwell. Was disappointed that I couldn’t pay Dong Zen Fo Guang Shan Temple a visit this Chinese New Year. Maybe next year.

Instead, I went visiting a friend with other friends and out came a sudden plan to drive up to Genting Highlands. I’ve never been up there during the night as usually I’d go during the day so it was quite nice seeing Genting Highlands all lit up from downhill as the car moved up.

Found ourselves a cozy spot at Old Town White Coffee, just opposite the theme park. We sat outside, enjoying the food, drinks and most importantly the breeze and the company of friends.

By the time I reached home at about 2:30am, I was almost wanted to drop dead. I was so sleepy. I immediately fell asleep on the count of 1 as I threw my body onto the bed.

Sometimes I enjoy doing things like that, randomly and unplanned.

There was CNY lunch and lion dance at the office today. Nice!

After work, I had to drive straight to Orient Express. A pub. Pappy and Mummy were there for Chap Goh Meh eve celebration. There was another lion dance too and roast pork served. Didn’t really enjoy it though as it was smoky and dark and I don’t know. Maybe I was just tired. I never going to places that is filled with smoke. It’s like I’m trapped and I cannot see the world.

I’ve just finish converting Pappy’s BMP format pictures to JPEG format. I’m so tired and irritated, I feel like crying and shouting. It’s a lot of pictures. Took more than an hour to convert them using batch processing. Imagine how long it’ll take if I were to convert it one by one. I had to convert it as the photo centre told Pappy they can’t process pictures in BMP format and that they don’t have a software to convert BMP to JPEG. What kind of a crappy photo centre is that? And why must my Pappy save it in BMP format? arghhhhhhhhhhh

Last day of Chinese New Year tomorrow. After that, it’s no more eating too much, more exercise and becoming a better person, despite being thrown in shitty condition.

On the 7th day of Chinese New Year, we woke up late and so Pappy suggested we have Bah Kut Teh for brunch and then have tea in the afternoon. Went to the newly opened egg tart shop but they ran out of egg tarts! This shop used to operate in Tanah Merah but the shop was forced to close due to a fire. They continued their business at a nearby shoplot not far from their previous spot and then now, relocated to a new shoplot. And as always, the people have been following them whenever they go.

As we couldn’t get to eat any egg tarts today, we went to Mile 4 market to have chicken wings, gyoza and noodles. While Mummy and I were feasting on the ever-delicious chicken wings, a cat came to me, looked at me, paws touching the bench I was sitting on, gave me a look that it wants food. I looked away and it went away, trying its luck on another person…my mum!

This time, it just hopped right up to the bench, sitting next to Mummy. Just like that. How convenient! Mummy kept asking it to go down.

“Eh, turun! Turun…Turun!”

“Turun ohhh….Turun!”

But I guess the cat didn’t understand Malay because it wasn’t moving. Mummy let it sit there for all that it wants. I continued feasting on the chicken wings and the cat looked at me with a pair of seducing eyes. One opened, the other half closed and she was just staring at me, as though asking me when I’m going to finish the chicken wings on my plate. The fact that it was small made it funnier when I could only see half of its face, as seen in the picture below.

The cat got her share of chicken wings after we finished each piece, jumping up and down when we throw the bones to the floor and then up she comes again, waiting for another piece of chicken wing leftovers.

This cat is cute lah!

I’ve never encountered rain like this in Sandakan and it does bore me out with so many days of non-stop rain. Sometimes it’s heavy. Sometimes it’s drizzling. Most of the time it’s drizzling non-stop!

And it’s cold! Very cold!

I’ll be flying back to KL tomorrow and I’m happy because I can’t wait to see the sun!

Didn’t get to see many lion dance today as it was drizzling and raining. The lion dance troupe must be suffering a great loss of money because if the weather were to continue to behave the same till Chap Goh Meh, the lions won’t be out dancing.

I know I have been talking too much of lion dance, please bear with me till Chap Goh Meh.

Mummy and Pappy has been asking me to work in Sandakan. The question has been popped to me before I came back for Chinese New Year. Even though I’ve said no twice or more, they are still asking.

There is a good job offer here, something which will not come again should I decide not to come back for good. One part of me feel like coming back. Pros include, staying at my own house, home cooked food, less expenditure, more savings, less stress. Cons include, me being very lazy since I’m gonna be home and therefore, I’m not going to be like what I am like when I’m in KL, doing things on my own. Something which can be quite scary at times but I love it how I learn to become independent (And I don’t think I’m independent enough yet!). Less entertainment. (I practically have to say goodbye to GSC, TGV Cinemas, One Utama, The Curve and so many more goodies that I cannot find here.) Less exposure. Less friends. (Most of them are in KL. The remaining ones here are either teachers, accountants or working in the bank.) I will definitely not cook.

Will need to give it some thought before I decide. But should I decide not to come back to work, I guess I need to make some time to go back to Sandakan twice a year, instead of just once.

Coming home to Sandakan would always make me think of what I want to do and what I want to be.

Throughout the one week that I’m home, the boyfriend didn’t even give me a call. I was the one who called him every 2 days. But for the last two days, he hasn’t been answering my calls…which in return drove me mad.

I kinda expected him not to call at all today on Valentine’s Day but feeling so angry and disappointed, I called him. There was no answer at first but he called back after that. He didn’t wish me Happy Valentine’s even though the phone conversation almost ended. I then had to just slip in a “Happy Valentine’s Day” and he gave me a “hmm”.

And then he said, “This year there’s no Valentine’s Day for me.”

“WHAT?”

“This year there’s no CNY or Valentine’s Day for me.”

I knew what he meant. He wasn’t celebrating any of the above because is grandma is sick and is admitted to the hospital. But then he could have just put it in another way because he made it sound like he doesn’t have a girlfriend at all.

…which was my next question poured to him.

And then I started scolding him for not answering my calls and asked him if in this world, there are boyfriends who do not answer their girlfriends’ phone call. He just said OK, OK and more OK. I don’t even know if he gets it. I mean this is common sense. Do I need to teach someone to answer the phone?

Prior to that phone call, I was actually having my afternoon nap and I was actually crying during my afternoon nap, for the anger and the wait I have to put up before I get a response.

Things are just getting worse that I sometimes worry if our days are numbered.

My relationships, they have always been a disaster. I just want to love someone and be loved. Be a good girlfriend and be treated the same.

Anyway, I’ll try to do whatever I can.

Had breakfast at my favourite place. Mile 1.5 market. Met my ex-primary school headmaster and he came to sat next to Mummy and talked to us. He told us about his hobbies, gave us a few tips about gardening and so forth.

“Verbalisation is medication” was what he said when Mummy asked him why he still looked so young. Unchanged like last time. When you have problems and you are depressed, you have to talk to someone.

We all know this, don’t we? But we often need to be reminded.

One of my medication is through blogging.

For dinner, we had yee sang for a prosperous year ahead.

It has been raining for 3 days already. Non-stop.

The four of us, ex-classmates went to watch Stephen Chow’s CJ 7 today. This is a funny one. The movie ticket costs RM10 which I think was a bit pricey because their seats are not as comfortable and there’s no drink holder so you got to hold your cup of drink throughout the movie or put it on the floor. But then it could be just for the CNY period where everything is slightly more expensive.

After movie, we went to Pasir Putih for tea. Had roti bakar…or what they call here roti panggang. Then I had to switch back to Sandakan mode when ordering drink from Milo to Milo NAI and Teh to Teh NAI…or milo O, milo SI.

No more pics for now because the photos have got to wait till I get back to KL.

Had breakfast at 2020 and managed to catch another lion dance a few shops away. One thing sad was we only realised that there were lion dance performances at the basketball court, just in front of my house yesterday. There were no leaflets or notice that we got this time. But there was a banner hanging at the basketball court which was unfortunately obstructed by the trees in front of the house. That’s why we didn’t know there will be lion dance performance.

*A big sigh* because the Hokkien lion came and this is so hard to catch. Only one in Sandakan and I missed it! hu hu hu

Two friends came over to my house and then we went out for another yamcha session with other ex-schoolmates.

CNY mood is slowly toning down..