Thursday, April 29, 2010

Aromatic mangoes from mum


Mom bought my fav fruit today....well in office, so gotto steal 2 to savour at home tonight.also, got his mail today...appy appy. Told me he called me few days ago...but couldn't get me. Well, make me nervous...as dunno how he would sound like...gosh...dun even know if i would tremble when talking with him for the 1st time. Better finish mum soup for strength.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Re-visited Kuala Kubu






After the contractor left, I gotto go to work also. Had dim sum at Kajang (I forgotten going up Ipoh, not to JB :P), so have to go from Jln Cheras. I over ordered again, the max I could have is 1 bowl of porridge and 3 units of dum sum. But instead I get one more unit , so cannot finish and my stomach full like hell. Something truly wrong with me, i used to be the one who could eat non-stop. Old age really coming up to me now...I guess.






Well, during the brunch, a couple their mum coming in , sitting right in front of me. They kinda staring at me, well...maybe eating alone seems weird to them. i ignored them and continue my big meal, trying to force down the prawn dumpling. Then only I realised the girl bra kinda stuck out from the back, its like her top got a gap in between the blade and waistline, and there was her bra parading like its a part of the top. Well, just simply disgusting...cuz the type is not super kawaii type, its see-thru black type. Maybe she think its sexy...hmm...maybe most guy will think that is sexy too. Don't her bf/husband or her mum/in-law told her it's exposed so openly.






Still could not finish, so I left with the drink on my hand. All the way to Kuala Kubu is like normal, happily sing along with all those great newest hits from radio. Race with some nice car on the road, and also meet some retard drivers with poor handling skill. Hmm...saw some interesting thing...thought is tornado.....but gosh....is some sort of pollution smoke from open fire/factory along the way, around Rawang area. Reach site, kinda pissed at their work progress..so start to run around given command and showing my face to kinda "ON" their button. Suddenly, more and more ppl will come out outta nowhere, well.....they got many hidden spot to "curi tulang". Chased client to removed their bedding, call up Syabas personnel to open the water tank area gate, as the site on top of a slight hilly area, so crane could only reach by goin over into the gated water tank reserve area. 3 trucks gradually being out by 5pm, but this stupid girl took a long way home. Wrongly turn into Duke highway, and got stuck in mrr2 massive jam for 1hrs. Well, been raining at K.Kubu and also around Klang valley, that is why missed the signboard. So, could not make it to massage and also yoga class near my home. Since the crawl is too long and slow, I just drop-by Leisure mall as i have a big box of old clothing for charity, and also could not contract my bladder anymore, well been driving for 2.5 hrs (incl. jamming time).


After the release, thought about getting some bread story creamy puff, so while waiting for lift, saw this brochure for special 1st trial massage. So, went up 2nd floor to this ladies centre, and ushered in by an old lady, well she is the masseurs as well. God, she is good, and her hand all warm...told me she did Qi Gong, and she do Guasa for me too. This is the 1st time I try this, kinda painful on certain area only (where ur got toxin build-up). Look at the horrible outcome, but I do not feel pain now, just relaxed. She told me the bruises will go away in 2 days, well...lets start counting. I doubt it cuz i got bad circulation, that is why i got cold feet and palm. I sign on their course, so guess i would have more bruises in the future...but if it help, why not right! Just too happy that I'd found a good masseur and also the
newly opened reflexology center in Kajang (well, they are that good, very similar to the sifu whom heal my migrain decade ago). So, two of the most important healthcare concern of mine is already well taken care of. Just hope this deep red colour will fade away soon, look truly scary, like being abused by someone...haha.


Afterward, get some Deli France pastry and also the cream puff from Bread Story outlet. Munching it on the way home....I guess some drivers must be feeling envy, as though about 9.30pm...but still got some small crawl here and there. So, at most stop, I could feel their green eyes staring at me....hahhahaha...knew u guys are hungry but sorry...the leftover are for my Roc :) This Roc is so happy to have all these different pastry, well...i have almost half of each type of puff, so how "untung" is him able to savour different taste as well. I just couldn't bring myself to finish it. I'd had a big bowl of abc soup when reach home, well truly delicious as it's very thick broth as have to add lotsa veggie and chicken meat for Rocky. I guess I am ok on nutrient dept. when I gulp everything down..well almost, still could not finish the chicken bits.
I think I'd lost 3kg...so should be about 50kg now. Hope I could gain back that, not more no less.
Still no news from him, and I guess my defense mechanism started to kick-in soon.....well...to generate dislike in order to heal a let-down wound. Basically its just all in my head, nothing tangible, nothing solid....it's all my imagination, my make-believe storylines/dreamland scripts.




Jacuzzi






Been doing many house improvement lately, well or better be termed as path to complete house reno. This is because from the start, me and my ex both truly like to add personal touch around house, and also to save on bucks, so there are many area which needed works. However, with the ending of the relationship, there are lots of hardware thing I am not good at, such at drilling hole. I roughly have an idea on how to do it and of course I'd did it, but still I am not good at it, meaning maybe the bolt could be fasten nicely, perfectly, or deeply enough, as I do not have the strength to sometimes go pass the bits of hard cement (sometimes, when the contractor mixed the cement with sand, they did not mixed throughly, thus maybe got some cement bits which is truly hard as compared with mixture of sand-cement). One can see the colour so easily as you drill. The cement powder is blacken/dark grey, while the latter one is kinda light grey.

My only hardware acoomplishment after him is I'd fixed the suspension between bedroom and closet, well because I found way to fix the bolt which had dis-engage from the wall. Everyone (my ex, and many harware shop guys, renovator,etc) told me I had to close the existing hole, then re-drill a new set of hole, or change position. Well, think outta the box abit la......well..alas I did it my way, and the thing hanging nicely. Hmm...my ex also quite surprised when he visited me, found out I did this and the kitchen thingy, and also, changing the bedroom lightbulb. Well, the room ceiling is kinda high la, so i always told him i dunno how to put on.....hehe....an excuse la to be lazy...well....who dunno how to change bulb right...:P

So, today replace the broken ventilator in my master bedroom, cost me 360, well....aire gard unit 280 + labour 80. Tonight gonna clean my bathroom again, as the contractor extend the existing hole on plaster ceiling, so is a mess on the floor and wall. My previous unit much more modern, but well...the casing made of plastic, so overheat, melted la. This new one also modern look, but not as futuristic as my previous one (by cata). But this one everything is metal, so overheat would be most unlikely!

Ohh...about jacuzzi, well been ding ding dong dong in my head for this past weeks. Still thinking which type to take. The long bath type or the corner type. Now got one shaped like whale corner with waterfall feature....on promo. Initial is 13-16k, now is 8-9.5k....well this is the range which i found out after comparing few shop. This one is cool looking.....but its a 2008 model, so guess if got problem they already solved it. Also, need to get water heater tank (another 1k plus), so everything is just spending money! I keep reasoning with myself. If I go for holiday, it will be for 1-2 week ya, but if I buy this thing, I could have a mini holiday spa every now and then. Although I dunno how long I would stay in this house, but if I doesn't move out for the next 5 years, it's still worth it if you divide 10k for 5 years, it's be like rm 2k per year. Most ppl already spend this amount on gym membership, or 1-2 course of facial treatment.

Well, lets worry this later. Still got plenty of time to re-evaluate my would-be decision.

Friday, April 23, 2010

Kopi o ice


My fav drink since kiddo until 13 yo. Kinda fun to order this...feel so young again!

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Hanging in the middle

Have you ever being left stranded in the middle of a rope, hanging in between two clift?I think this is exactly what I felt now, being left dried without his love nectar. The past week is much happier, as he would reply my mail like daily and i felt so content. Like a little girl stuck in love, waiting for her daily dose of happiness to arrive.

I knew he is busy, as i am while doing project. But this heart just won't listen to reason when the matter of heart is of concern. This heart bleed in pain, for his negligence to sense the depth of my feeling for him and all the dreams associated with him being shattered badly. Just because he did not reply my mail by 3 days. Wasn't him just a friend? Why should you bother so much? Sometimes, i think i let myself dream too much. If you give yourself too much hope, it bound to set you back and disappoint you in one way or the other. Maybe like what he written before, to avoid madness of youth is the best thing to do. Then maybe I won't be smiling foolishly thinking how blessed I was to have him, to maybe found the Him who's right for me...but at the end ...all is but an empty dreams.

What is it that men want, when they keep telling you how pretty you are to them, and how precious to have a friend like you, but then ignored you for the longest time. This scenario sound too familiar...this is Dragon personnel in action....its their trademark...to torture little lamb like me.

Brazillian waxing

Finally, I got it yesterday! My 1st taste of Brazillian waxing, well not as bad as I read about, but also not the most enjoyable session though. Painful at certain parts, as the thrapist worked through me, she explained that the middle area is the most painful...and that is why there are such thing as a stripe that ppl would like to leave on. I nodded and keep breathing while she keep talking and working non-stop.

I couldn't post any pic here on this matter as..ahem...its very very private. She also answered me the only question I am curious about. That is, the therapist who did boyzillian is also them...so gal do guy's private part just like she did mine...wow....that is very very embarressing. I wondered how did they go throught that, i means if the therapist were guy, i would not even bother stepping into their premise at all. Already very awkward having her browsing ans scrunising my private area like that.

It certainly felt and look cleaner, but still...feel like watching a little gal when i stare into mirror. I'd try to get used to it. If it really felt ok later on, might consider doing laser...so no need to have monthly pain from waxing. The place I went to is sommerset, by Aileen. Do go for the more expensive pink wax, as it's less painful compared to the standard one.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Remembrance Day:Love Story

Last sunday, I'd visited many loved ones graves, paying respect. There are always 3 stops for me, 1st my paternal ancestors, next my maternal side, then lastly but most importantly...his urn compartment inside an air-cond dragon body building(coincidently, he is a Dragon by chinese astrology). Everyone in my family knew where i will be if they couldn't find me during grandpa visit, while they waiting for everything to be burned-up. Here I am, in the same spot every year, looking at his picture, trying to remember the feeling I'd felt before, remembering how I'd love him and how I'd never regret having him as a chapter in my life, the 1st chapter although its a tragic one.




All my boyfriends after him had already heard of his story for he is the epitome of my past, someone who shape my life or influenced it deeply. But non had actually heard our love story in details, for our story is too sacred  for me to tell someone face to face. But I guess, only one person knew the approximate storyline...for she is my best friend throughout that period and she always objected me being with him, whom even trying hard to not letting me know the news that he'd passed away while i am still studying at oversea. He died weeks before Princess Diana crash. Here are our story, divided into few parts:


PART 1:
Our story started when i was in between end of standard 6 (12y/o) and Form 1 (secondary school). That time, I was very close with a childhood girlfriend whom are also my neighbour and her group of pals from another school. Well, I was from girls school! I normally join them for morning hiking to nearby hills using bicycle. I got a cool red racing bikes (its a bicycle actually haha) from my grandpa for my good exam result as gift :) There are 1 really cute guy among them, whom everyone in the group knew he got crush on me, but he never confess or anything...so i just pretend  knew nuthing. My friend told me the other guys in the group also likes me but since he is the most good looking guy in the group (well kinda being chase by many gals in their school) so they kinda know their place, but they do treat me good.


One day, after spending whole day at granny house, my family is getting ready to board mum's car outside granny home. Of course, as kid..well my sis&bro are...so kinda fool around nearby the car a while, laughing and playing. Just before I hop in, my eyes caught someone leaning against a big tree in front of granny home, bicycle next to him, face down with a smile on his face. I couldn't see him clearly (well I was far-sighted then) but I m sure he wasn't anyone I knew. So, thinking must be a weirdo, i didn't think much n was in the car in no time.

Not too long after this incident, I heard from my friend that the guys from our group are being warned by undergroud (black) society to stay away from me. From me? Society? Sound like Hongki gangster movie, to me it's so impossible. I heard from my mum that there are truly undergroup society....for my dad got slashed on the back due to some misunderstanding at a diner, but of course i did not tell her about my friend being warned. My parent doesn't like me going outta the house, so letting them know about warning and society wouldn't be a smart move. So, ever since then, I  only go out with my galpal, every sat to watch movie at cinema, chatted for hours and shopping around. Its also during this time, I was told the instruction came from someone name CKC, one among 3 head appointed by mafia to take charge of the school group and also a playboy. Well, I truly dunno what they do, or what that means. I only gradually found out the extend of his power later on. So, this is just a name I heard, a repulsive name for the things he did, basically an asshole right. Someone I'd never met, until I got a call from him. He calls often, and sometimes we chatted for hours, and only then I knew, the one leaning on the tree and CKC, is the same person, because he stay just a few doors away from my grandma house. The weird is, his parent and my grandparent are very close, and he knew about my family problem through his mom...my dad's infidelity, and all. He is like someone who knew my stuff like my best friend, yet i never ever tell him anything. If you are telling me, this is just another rotten insensitive underground society trash, his action proves otherwise. Or maybe, he is living up to his reputaion of being a playboy. How would you broke a gal heart if you did not captured it first? Well, i am not so sure what they means by playboy, but from my info at that age, playboy means he is someone who literally made fun of gals and their feeling, after made them fall in love with you, then dump her, without ever being serious.