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Am beat. Dead beat. The last thing I needed was you sitting down on the lazy chair...

"Eh! You see what's that. *points at corner right beside TV* Don't know what the stupid dog brought in. Pick it up."

You've been home since 6.00 or 7.00pm and NOW you tell ME to pick it up, when I JUST arrived home at 10.00pm?! *faints in frustration*

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On the other hand, I'm glad it's the end of the month! Finally going to get our pay cheques tomorrow (I ruddy hope so!). We managed to hit sales target for this month! *yay!* That would mean I would get a little extra to spend for February. All in good time - perhaps I could use the money to get something for Brinkley and him for Valentine's day. *haha* I hope I didn't make this up in my own head - I thought I heard Mrs L mumbling to herself, something about "bonus" and "cheques"...and "ready or not". *rubs hands* Don't think I'd have any share in it though, for JS perhaps. *sigh*

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I think I'm a dangerous driver! Not the drive-like-a-mad-cow-speeding-squeezing-thru-every-corner-like-I'm-on-a-race-track kind of dangerous but more like in-a-daze kind. I could drive from point A to point B then thinking at point B how on earth did I get here? Couldn't remember the journey between point A & B. Terrible isn't it? Sometimes I catch myself floating and I get shocked on how did I get to that certain place so fast/soon? One of these days something bad will happen if I don't snap out of this habit.

I told you...

I told you that Brinkley would certainly run out of the house if you don't close the door. I told you that he would run off and not come back even if you yelled at him. I told you those things because Brinkley's a dog. I can't expect him not to run about - it's in him...that's why I told you not to open the door to tempt him.

When it rained, of COURSE he'd run back. And you refuse to let him in. I understand it's frustrating when he runs out and when you call him, he doesn't come back. That's why I never tempt him with the open door. Durr. I understand you'd be angry at him but he's a dog! He ran out because you refuse to listen to what I told you. Now you punish him because of what I told you NOT to do. Poor dog. Drenched yet you refuse to let him come into the house. When I handed him one of his used towel...you even scolded me for giving it to him. Well, if Brinkley falls sick because of this, you are not the one taking him to the vet nor forking out the vet fees. And you KNOW well enough this morning the poor dog already isn't feeling himself with the puke on the floor. What would she say? Look at the poor thing! All wet and cold.



I, of course, gave him a warm bath. And dried his fur with the hair-dryer. If you don't bother to feed, bathe, walk, pick up his shit or groom this furry guy, please refrain from scolding him or beating him with the rotan. You have no right. I can call him "stupid dog" but because I care for him, I never mean what I say. Unlike you who called him a "stupid dog" and wagged the rotan in front of him when the neighbours were all out relaxing on their house porches. Even if he is an animal, he is my pet. Although you think it doesn't matter that you "scold" him in public just to show that you are the boss, you're actually showing everyone that you're just cruel to animals, especially your family pet. Not to mention also people may think you're a doo-doo because you're yelling at the dog.

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Wonder what's wrong with Brinkley that he puked, though. Eating too fast? "Wind" in stomach? Dirty bowl? Unplanned "snacks"? (that is, bugs.)

Since we're on dog matters...click on "Dog" to see photos of other dogs that came across my way.

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This is my favourite buddy at work. The hot water tap on our water dispenser - supplies me the essential thing (hot water-lah!) for my Milo, tea and coffee.


Sometimes when there are no customers, I like to muck around the back corner of the pharmacy, where all the sanitary pads are. *haha!*


Today at service. Was up for ushering duty - got to "display" the new name tag. *hehe*


Lastly, welcome back baby! *muacks* I missed you a whole lot! *haha* Ruddy materialistic man! Sent it back for resizing. Went "losting" for 2 whole months because his parents forgot. *hehe*

Stroke scare

Dad was admitted into the hospital on Wednesday afternoon - he couldn't move and he was afraid it may be stroke. He got Phillip and Uncle Kong to send him to Columbia. Liau called me about 12.45pm to tell me that dad was admitted into Columbia...she asked me to get there to see how is he. I couldn't leave at that very moment but was able to scoot off right after JS arrived at 1.00pm. I was worried but yet calm because if dad really had a stroke, he wouldn't be able to still call me and talk right? Worried in a sense I didn't know what was wrong - why couldn't he move and sort.

After all the rushing around, apparently he couldn't move because his gout turned worse and the doctor suspected that dad has viral infection. Bleh. In the end, what they gave him was pain killers, pain killers and more pain killers. If anything happens as a side effect from those pain killers (gastric ulceration, perhaps), I'm going to...kick the doctor's backside. He was given a diclofenac injection and thereafter given 750mg of naproxen. Then it was colchicine. When dad started having diarrhoea, I told him it's a sign to stop taking anymore colchicine for the moment. Apparently the doctor told my dad that it's okay, he could still take it. What do my fellow pharmacists think? I know the maximum is 6mg a day but it is also stated to withold colchicine once diarrhoea or vomiting occurs, no?

Anyway, he's out of the hospital already. Took him back home today - they charged us RM760! His medication contributed RM93. Harlow? Naproxen tablets, diclofenac injection, paracetamol and colchicine (that also it was because the dong doctor didn't take the medication for gout I placed on the table! Hmmph! I even wrote a whole list of medication dad is currently taking. Stu!). If I didn't bring his medication box over, I think it would have cost more because there's amlodipine, perindopril, indapamide, allopurinol, lovastatin, metformin, glibenclamide. Hmmph.

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Although I was worried about dad, I can't help but think sometimes he's just making use of this time to order me about further.

He said he wanted porridge, so I got to making it. Of course it'll take a while and he kept asking is it ready - he's hungry. Well, news flash...I hadn't anything to eat yet either! He said he has a sorethroat...so porridge is better. Okay. While I made myself instant noodles, he woke up and said he, too, wanted instant noodles. What about the porridge then? No, he want the noodles now, porridge can still eat later. Okay. That left me with soggy noodles - yuck! After eating, he just takes it for granted that I'll clear up. I don't mind since you're not feeling well, but at least have a bit of courtesy to say, "Please help me clear it up, okay." It makes the job much easier instead of being grudgy when I clear the bowls (we ate in front of the TV - wahey!). I know I'm the girl in the house, the daughter...it doesn't automatically make me the maid around the house either.

It's super frustrating to have to do so many things at once (boy! When he went into the hospital it was even more pening because I had to juggle everything and especially when he thinks I can leave work anytime just to bring a cheque book to him!). How would you feel when you are the one with the sweaty face, wet hair, aching back and pruny fingers cleaning the house and someone conveniently wears his shoes and walk all over the hall? Huh?! I can't do this, really. I don't mean to be ungrateful, to complain so much about what I have to do in the house or what I have to do for him but it's really wearing me out. I'm not trying to paint a bad picture about him - I just need to rant this all out if not I might just burst a vein in anger.

While watching a kitchen makeover on Oprah - "Jing ngan lei pong ngor hui furniture shop mai yat gor hou chi porpor gau pai geh tang. Li gor tang hou yit ah, chor dou dou mm shu fuk"
(Broken translation - Afterwards, you help me go to furniture shop and buy a chair like the one grandma's. This chair (the leather couch) is very hot, sit also very uncomfortable)

*bengang FeR* I need a break ya!

After another few minutes - "Any fruits to eat?"
(translation : If yes, please get it for me now. If no, please go and buy some.) I piang already lah.

I'm super ungrateful okay! I really wish he will be going back to US soon. Either that or mom's coming back soon. I'm going CRAZY! I guess what YK said is true - it's really difficult staying with parents as both parties get older. He told me when he sent me home on Sunday - "Da sei ngor dou mm wui fan hui thung ngor ah pa ah ma ju" (Broken translation : Beat me to death also I won't go back to stay with my parents).

So dad's all well again. He is himself. So there. I'm taking a miss on CG today because he still has some problem in walking - swollen ankle. Am staying home in case *sigh* he needs me to help him do some things.

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Edited: 11.21pm
Can't believe in the midst of running about because of dad's hospital admission, I forgot today is Roe's birthday! He is my best buddy! *hehe* Unfortunately, like with ANY of my friends these days, we hardly meet. Yea, yea...it's all because of me. Lazy bum me. Anyway, I got to call him an hour before it's "too late". *hehe*

Happy Birthday Roe!!!
24 already this year - coming to quarter century man! *hehe*

It feels like Saturday!

Perhaps it's the chance to get to hang out with friends. We hardly ever meet on Sundays - usually either Fridays or Saturdays. This is a first so far and as for me, the first time going into A&W's to have ice-cream at a mamak-going time (somewhere around 10.30pm). And for me to come home at 1.00am! When I'm working the day after! Shocking! *phbbt*
We were innocently having our ice-cream (YK with ice-cream waffle) when the jukebox went bezerk and was basically just hurting our ear drums. We shifted inside and continued with our ice-cream & yakking (more of LC & I yakking and YK listening). After YK got us rootbeer and curly fries, we bumped into FeiKei & Ling. Talk about coincidence! (can't really use the phrase "small world" because it IS a small town) We hardly go to non-mamak places and when we decided to try some place/something else, we bump into company! It's good though because it's been some time since I saw the both of them anyway. They were actually heading to Senawang but somehow ended up in down. *shrugs*
Didn't get to take any picture of FeiKei & Ling but here are my "abductors" (these two showed up at my house when I just came out of the shower, undressed. And to think when they said they'll call me it means that they will call before deciding to come pick me! *rolls eyes*).



Wonder if mint ice-cream/rootbeer/curly fries keep people awake. I don't seem to be very sleepy despite the fact it's already 2.00am!

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Talking about food, we were supposed to meet up for lunch. Our meet up dragged and dragged till just now. *hehe* Anyway, since I was craving for Island Supreme, I got Jo to makan with me. We ordered Deli Wings. And this came...



The first signal that went through our head was to tell our jaws to drop, then stare at each other thinking the same thing - pathetic looking wings! At least try to decorate them a little? Although we only ordered two pieces, at least don't make it look as if they were left overs from another table or something lah!

Had these ---> for brunch when I woke up late on Saturday. Yum yum! Almost everything taste nicer with cheese! *hehe*

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I got my usher's name tag today! *haha* It's been 6 years since I left school and this is going to be the first time since then that I had a plastic name tag. In college and university we were given those ID cards - not plastic name tags. *hehe* So weird to be wearing a tag after leaving it behind for so long. Hmm...is red my colour?

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Brinkley's nose is turning pinkish. Look!



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Just felt like giving Mr. Camel its due since it's been sitting here since he got back from Jordan. *hehe* I may not have MyLittlePony like Joyce and he definitely don't travel as much as her Pony...but he has a "tattoo" on the side of his backside! *hehe*

I hope...

...this phase of wanting to work overseas will soon pass (I do think it's a phase). I think it has passed. *haha*

...the transaction I just made for a Junglie Monkey and two Dingly Dangly will be fine. Siow messaged me to tell me KY received the items already! Talk about being efficient!

...I would be able to wake up early tomorrow (I mean, later) to go swimming. Anyone interested?

...he is safe in Jakarta at the moment and not get abducted by anyone (if not I'd be furious). Okay. He's back in Malaysia, safe & sound.

...I will get my pay cheque soon because CNY is 3 weeks away man! JS said, "Tough luck."

...Siow will get us nice gifts from UK *haha!*

...Brinkley's ear infection will finally be over. I'm currently using Fucicort! I don't know what else to do! Goodness! Looks better now?

...whoever having Boggle cravings would be pleased to click on this.

...I will get to spend some quality time with sayang this weekend.

...CT will get a job soon and Chewy's visa will be approved ASAP.

...I will be able to go to US this year to visit my relatives.

...I will get to clean up my room before CNY because if not, I'd never get another reason to do so.

...I will be able to actually, finally print out photo's I've been storing in my XD card for AGES!

...I will get an "ang pau" from my employer for this CNY.

...we will be able to reach my monthly sales target so I could get extra pocket money for next month. *hehe*

...someone will offer to massage my aching shoulders. Although offering and actually doing it is another matter...hmmm...

...I will be less lazy and actually start my crafting plans!

...I will get some inspiration to at least sound more intellectual on this site.

Drat.

I've forgotten most, if not all, of what I've studied in Pharmacy Practice.

Going through the RPSGB's website on the requiremets for overseas pharmacist - scary or what? *shrugs* There goes any hope of going back there to work. I feel all that I've studied is wasted. I neither belong to here nor there. *pulls hair*
So scary to go thru the OPAP - what if I get stuck half way? Sounds pretty scary because I can hardly remember (stretching it a little, but yeah.) the way it is done there. Here (especially in a private retail), if compared one-on-one, it's like...all messed up. And 60K is not a small amount to mess with.

Perhaps it's the naivety and shallowness in thinking about working overseas.

Then again, if I were to continue on here, I want the recognition as a respected professional (rather than a salesgirl - hmmmph!) and to do things RIGHT. Everyday I'm doing things against ethics okay! I've gotten so immune to it that it's downright frightening. I don't want to live in fear for the authorities, yea.

So afraid of failing yet so wanting to live it out. What a combination!

How?

Or should I just get a working-holiday permit for 2 years and do anything I want?

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Anyway...

Happy Birthday Manda!!!

When you have a headache, don't bother trying to be original

I can't even turn my head without feeling the pain, let alone think. *hehe* I've seen this list before and I've traced the link to BBC Food.

50 things to eat before you die
1. Fresh fish - who hasn't?
2. Lobster - raw, even. Yum!
3. Steak
4. Thai food
5. Chinese food - durr..
6. Ice cream
7. Pizza
8. Crab - Yum!!
9. Curry
10. Prawns - favourite!
11. Moreton Bay Bugs - don't even know what on earth they are!
12. Clam chowder - yummy yummy
13. Barbecues - chicken wings!
14. Pancakes
15. Pasta - taken LOADS during the one year in UK
16. Mussels - tried, don't like it.
17. Cheesecake
18. Lamb - all time favourite! I'm a meat-person! *rawr*
19. Cream tea - if this means tea with cream/milk, yeap.
20. Alligator - ugh.
21. Oysters - tho it's expensive and what not, I don't like it.
22. Kangaroo - but I've taken ostrich!
23. Chocolate
24. Sandwiches
25. Greek food - Greek salad counts?
26. Burgers
27. Mexican food - ooo! buritos and tortillas!
28. Squid
29. American diner breakfast
30. Salmon - yum! the only other favourite fish is Cod.
31. Venison
32. Guinea pig
33. Shark - shark's fin?
34. Sushi - oh yes, please!
35. Paella - once in Barcelona, of course you've gotta try it when you're there!
36. Barramundi
37. Reindeer
38. Kebab
39. Scallops
40. Australian meat pie
41. Mango
42. Durian fruit - it's been a long time because dad's not allowed to take it.
43. Octopus - don't like this either.
44. Ribs - but it was BBQ pork ribs.
45. Roast beef
46. Tapas - but not taken in Spain, rather, in York.
47. Jerk chicken/pork
48. Haggis - how can you go to Scotland and not try it ya? Parents don't like it tho.
49. Caviar - sorry. too "fishy" for me.
50. Cornish pasty - I think it was Hoey who offered some to me.

Not bad...it's just that I'm really picky with food. Not exactly adventurous - lots of things I don't like/don't eat. Things I like, I take loads of it. *hee hee* That's why when I got for sushi, I don't really go for sushi. It's more of a I got for salmon sashimi/sushi.

The compulsive shopper...even for groceries.

I got my very first credit card. Not a supplementary. Mine. *heh*

I used it for the first time yesterday. At Giant. Buying groceries. Whopping RM270. I don't know what was in my cart. How can a few things add up to RM270?!

Hmm...maybe I shouldn't have gotten the Doritos. Or Lay's. Maybe those cans of fizzy Justea. Perhaps the Honey Stars wasn't that important. Maybe I should have gotten the whipping cream from Kemayan where it's RM2 cheaper. Or the grated Parmesan. I couldn't let go of the Ritz cheese crackers! Couldn't go without juice. Ran out of shampoo mah! And I needed the packs of CoffeeMate for the bottle of coffee I just got! The new AmbiPur was too cute to be missed - it said for "small spaces"! It was just what my car needs. *heh* I already chose the cheapest cheese singles!! And how can you buy cereal without getting milk? And I HAD to get the aerosol spray just in case I see any living, crawling, flying roaches in the house, right? I HAVE to have my weapon. And tuna. Who doesn't like tuna? The piano's dehumidifier needs to be changed, okay.

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Don't know what's up these days with internet adverts. The pop ups are almost always about Malaysians being qualified for the American "green card". I've seen it in English and Bahasa. What's up with that?

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Second week since my "you must call me". Not too bad with the keeping up. Am impressed, really. He even dropped by Seremban (on the way to Melaka) yesterday to have lunch with me. He's going to Jakarta next week for about 5 days. Isn't it mad?

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Dad asked me to consider going back to the UK to work as a pharmacist. What do you think, Yuen Li? *hehe*

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Look at Shane with one of Blue's puppies! Aww... --->

Conversations

10.15am

*phone rings*

Hello.
Hi! How are you?
Okay la. At work.
Got miss me or not?
No.
Okayla then, bye.
Bye.


1.30pm

*dials phone*

Hello. Busy ah?
No. Just going for lunch.
Oh, okay. Nothing lah.
You called me just to ask that?
Ya.
Okay la then. Ciao.
Bye.

I'm no super woman

I've actually already ranted part of this to Keat but I didn't want to "burden" him too much with my complaints.

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I'm human too. I have to go to work. I come back, the dog pooped and peed in the toilet, you don't bother doing anything about it. I have to clean it up - fine. I wanted the dog in the first place.

Your clothes are piled up and you don't bother to fold them and take them back to your room - fine. I'll do that. And I'll even throw in some ironing for you.

You eat and don't wash up after - fine. I'll clean it up.

You see the water containers all empty...and the kettle, too. Fine. I'll boil the water and refill them again.

You finished your medication that's in the pill box, fine...you can't find it and ask me where is it when I'm washing the toilet. I come to your rescue. I guess a lot of time is wasted when you reach out your hand to just open the cupboard and look into it...because voila! It's all there. From prescription medicines to OTC vitamins.

The rubbish bin is full and it's fine if you don't want to dirty your hands or are too tired to take it out...it's okay. I'll take it out and on the way, bring back the dried clothes from outside.

The bills are not paid - it's okay for me to remind you. You write a cheque and expect me to have time to go to the bank, fine...I'll go in the middle of the night when parking is abundant and banking's a breeze.

You don't have time to go and clear the individual bills - okay, I'll go on Friday to get it all done. Oh, did you know I have to park at one end of town and walk all over to settle the various bills? You don't? Oh, nevermind, I can walk.

It's not even my property and you ask me if the repayments are done for this month - fine...I'll help keep track of your statements.

The car is dirty, fine - I'll wash it. I don't want you to say that I only care about my own car and not wash yours. It's okay if my car is already covered in dirt about an inch thick, I'll clean yours first and leave mine till next week.

You call her who's all the way in US for her to email me to tell me that you told her Brinkley stinks and that I didn't bathe him - that's not true. I do bathe him, it's just that the stinkies come from his ear infection - I've already taken steps to clean and apply steroid creams on his ears.

You complain I don't dry Brinkley enough so he stinks - you ask me to remember to blow dry his paws properly so he don't stink up the house - yes, thank you very much for the note. Even better if you would help me do it instead of just complaining about everything.

You think I take coffee and don't make any for you but do you know that I take coffee in desperate attempts to keep myself going (although I'm already bummed out) so I could keep ahead with the things I need to do in the house.

Yes, I know I don't need to run around like you at work but I am emotionally drained especially dealing with difficult customers.

I don't mind doing the things at home, I promised her I'd help out. I'm only one person and I can only do so much. If you expect me to do EVERYTHING at once - I'm sorry I can't do it.

It's not exactly fun to work till 9pm for 7 weeks. It's not nice to be ordered around when some of the things you could easily do it. Perhaps it's easier just to talk than do.

You come right out of the kitchen to tell me that I left something on the table and should put it in the fridge...can't you do that? I didn't know it took more effort to do that than to walk out of the kitchen into the hall and then tell me that I left the fried rice on the table.

I don't care if the house is a bit messy. I clean it once a week when I have the time. It's not everyday (for some time now!) that I get the come back at 6pm and start off with cleaning and cooking. Oh whee. How fun.

I'm so sick of this babysitting, okay. I'm the child here. I'd rather live alone or with my parents - not with just one of them. Well, I'm okay with her. I mean nothing by this - it's just that the fact is she so much more like a parent to me than you. Or at least, she knows how to take care of herself.

Just can't stand all these "no-action-talk-only".

I don't mean to talk bad about you. I really don't mind the chores (too much) but please just don't be too demanding when I'm doing a one (wo)man show. Much appreciated.

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I'm really all tired. This is the first time in weeks that I get to work the "day shift". It's a little weird, even. I've not left the shop at 6pm for so long! Everyday it's been 9pm. Never have I been stucked in the Jalan Rasah jam. I was hoping for a nap after work but I thought since I've never cooked anything for so long and dad's been eating out alone for so long...I skipped the nap and got to work. I cleared the basin, boiled a kettle of water, turn on the washing machine and then got to making some fried rice (something simple ma!) just in time for dad to come home and say that he's not eating. Going out. Oh whee.
Then I put the clothes out and folded the dried clothes, separated those that needed ironing. I've got more ironing to do. Took a cup of coffee (I think it's more of a placebo effect - hopefully!! - because coffee never helped me much in staying awake) to keep me going for the HUGE pile of clothes to be ironed.

Happy new year, indeed.

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Don't know if she would ever see this but it's my little cousin's birthday today.

Happy Birthday Averly!!!

For US time, her birth day is just starting.

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Things to look forward to in 2005 (so far)

- Dance ministry
- Meeting up with friends during CNY (I've got 6 days off!!)
- Sound of Music (29th March)
- Irene giving birth
- Leonard getting married (unfortunately, not my brother Leonard)
- Kin Sang & Han Ni getting married

Can't drink no more

The last time I went clubbing? Two years ago? (I meant really clubbing - with the girls, dance whole night) In those days, a bottle of whisky between 4 person was no problem.

Just now during dinner...I took a quarter glass of whisky (Chivas) and whoosh! I'm all ready to talk nonsense and laugh at anything but dad was there, I just had to keep mum. My face went all red. Feeling drowsy now.

Can't drink no more, yea.

Fate

Bleh. LC said that I had "fate" (yuin fun) with the teacher in my school (my secondary school) when I called her and screamed, "HELP!!!"

Unfortunately true in a way. She first "found" me when I was doing my pupillage in Seremban GH. After leaving GH, I thought she wouldn't be able to find me anymore *hehe* but nooooo...she walked right into the pharmacy on a pasar malam night and it HAS to be the night I was working late. Bleh. *boohoohoo* She asked for my number, I couldn't give her a fake one because she could just come right up to the pharmacy! After some weeks of peace (because I told her I was busy the whole month of December - which is true)...I HAD to bump into her at the bank while helping dad with some banking. Why me?! *SOB!* And I'm a sorry sod who can't say "no"...so I agreed to meet her for brunch tomorrow at 11am. I am really reluctant because aside from the fact I'm not really interested in having brunch, it's because I'm not working tomorrow and even meeting up at 11am is EARLY!!! When I have my off-day, I like to sleep in - late! Stupid FeR. *kicks self*

After all this hoo-hah, would you have guessed why I didn't want to see her and why she was so eager/persistent to see me? No prize for guessing it right but by guessing it right, it would mean you've encountered people like her before.

P/S: I mean, if I really wanted anything...Malau would already be first on the list or even Nicole - both who never bugged me consistently. *sigh*


[Edited 6.51pm]
Don't know what's gotten into me recently...or rather, my memory. Completely forgot about today's dinner with Rehab Mobility and Madeline's wedding tomorrow!!! I completely forgot about the wedding till Jo called and reminded me. *eeeks!* Already am so broke...*sob* Sad to be stingy when it comes to people's wedding. *gah!*

As I was going to boil some rice (ran out of dog food - thought of making something simple for Brinkley and I was also feeling hungry, thought of eating a little fried rice before going for CG), dad came back and shouted, "Jennifer! Dinner at 7.30pm ah!" *jaw drops* Dang! I completely forgot that, too!!! Had to rush and call Hazel (she left her phone with Paul, he asked me to call his parents' house...then Paul's mom said she went back to her - Hazel - parents' house, I called there to explain my predicament and she asked me to message her on the icebreaker details) to briefly tell her about the icebreaker (and she told me just this morning - I didn't even remember about the dinner then!)

I'm getting old! What's with the constant telling customers on the "goodness" of ginkgo, I think I'm in dire need of some.

New year, new memory perhaps...that's why everything's been wiped out? *haha!*

Short & Sweet

I know it really sounds silly to many but he is just different from other guys. Hints do not exist in his dictionary, frankness-blunt-in-the-face do. So to solve the problem of him being sick of me saying, "Why didn't you call me?" and me being sick of asking constantly, "Why didn't you call me?"...I told him what I wanted him to do.

Initially I said, "If you can, call me at least once a day. Or message. At least."

Then I changed my mind..."You MUST call me at least once a day. Or message. The least."

Sounds demanding? Well, for him, if you don't call him even for a week he'd just brush it off as, "I guess she's really busy" because that's what he'd be like! Never call for a week (possible!) and when I call to ask him what's up..."Busy, dear." *jaw drops* For me if you don't call me for a week, a few things would run through my head

1. He's not interested in me anymore.
2. He's spending his time with someone else.
3. He forgot me.
4. He doesn't care about me anymore.
5. He's sick of me.
6. Something happened to him.

Because busy just doesn't cut it for me. No matter how busy I am, I always make time to ring him or to message. I'm not asking for a 2 hours' call, a 3 minutes' "How are you?" would be good enough.

So this week is the first week since I told him he MUST call me everyday. Working fine now. Except for yesterday (because I called him), he has kept to his word. Perhaps not lengthy conversation but good enough - short & sweet.

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This one customer was asking me about what's the latest in diabetes (drugs) and this other lady just butted in with her British slang, "Before I left the UK, it was rosiglitazone. Don't know if you have it here."

The customer that I was serving said, "Yea, that's what she just said."

*haha!!!* Because I chose to use the brand name Avandia. Sue me. Blergh.

"Oh, because I used to work as a specialist, a diabetic nurse in the UK. I took an early retirement in October and am on a holiday *proceeds to laugh shrilly* for 3 months."

I just couldn't stand the way she talks. I don't mind the slang, really. It's just the aura...the attitude she had on her...the "I'm superior, I have a Bristish slang, bow to me" thing was oozing out of her and frankly, because of that I'm not impressed with her "amazing previous hospice experience".

Funniest was when I already mentioned Avandia and she thought rosiglitazone was superior. Oh well.

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Off to play pool with Roe! *haha* In his house man! Yay!

Madness

First day at work on Monday was crazy! It's like as if I'm selling crack or something - I had to keep a look out for the enforcement officers and at the same time, had to pay attention to the customers. Even YW and Joey said I looked so stressed up. Well!!! I didn't want to be my licence to be retracted when it's not even out yet, ya! Surprisingly, no one came to seal the cupboards. Surprisingly sales were better than usual. Weird. Yesterday's business was really good, too! 4.9K, which is considered really good because the average is normally about 2.5K ya! Perhaps it's because of the stress that my "aunty" decided to pop in for a visit today.

I got "paid" (given a cheque) on Monday and the money's practically all gone by the time it reaches into my account. I've been really happy with my car until the reality of repayment hits me. *hehe* I start paying this month, by 8th. One quarter of my salary's gone to the car. And to think the money I forked out for the downpayment should be enough for a few month's worth of repayment. *hehe* I know it doesn't work that way...wishful thinking?

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Manda and Zach left for US today. To me it was like a blink of an eye because I hardly got to see them (so happen December was an exceptionally busy month for me). Perhaps that's another reason why I didn't cry (TC was commenting, "Wah! You quite terra, never cry.") - I didn't really get to spend time with them in the first place. Then again, I wasn't really super close to the both of them but I do miss them and their whole family. Visits to KL/Subang just isn't the same anymore. *sigh* I wonder what on earth am I still here in Malaysia for. Everyone's over there - family, I mean. Although the old bean is here but somehow we're like strangers under one roof. That's bad. Mom is over there, Aunt Janet & family...even Joanne is over there! TC said she'd be going over to US in a few months' time. *jealous* I wish I could go over. I now wish I took up mom's ticket offer for me to fly over for CNY. Then again, like I explained to TC, already mom hasn't got a lot there right now...so better not to leech off her. If I were to go on my own capabilities, I need some more time. I don't want to go there and just stay at home.

Why must they leave? *sigh* Don't understand what's so fantastic about being in US. Sometimes I wish they never applied for the PR there. No more visits to Yee Ma's house for tea, no more hanging out at Aunt Janet's place for mahjong, no more bowling with the pro's *hehe*, no more going to Cameron on family trips, no more Christmas reunion at Yee Ma's place, no more CNY gathering...no more meeting up whenever there's time for it. No more family to run to now when in need now. No where I can go to if there's a row at home (then again, there's not really anyone here for me to row with). No hi-tea just for the sake of it, even if it means travelling to Melaka. No more aunts gathering together cracking hamsap jokes while playing mahjong. No more second "homes".

I've always felt most comftie at the Tan's place. Even though I may have gone to Yee Ma's house more often than Aunt Janet's...somehow I find that Aunt Janet's was more...homey? I could really "make myself at home".

Sometimes I'm too sentimental I guess. I wish too much for things NOT to change. However without change, there'd be no progress, no? Am missing the good old days so so very much.





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Yawning with your mouth wide open, putting aside all manners, is quite satisfying.

Corny it may sound but I was humming to myself the song by...hmm..don't know which brothers-boy-band group (forgot their name)..."I miss you like crazy". Miss him much, indeed.

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My room is still in a big huge mess it's disgusting! My once reduced-to-nothing pile of laundry is now once again (don't know how it became so!! *shocked*) - *gasp!* mountain high!!! I mean clothes to be ironed. GAH! I can't go on living such a slobbish life. Anyone wants to clean up after me? *hehe* I need to clear up/out my room once again but it'll take ages! So I think I will do it this weekend since I'm not working this Saturday and he is not free to entertain me.

Although I've gotten my new PDA, I've yet to fully utilise it because the room is a ruddy mess, I can't even think straight let alone download programs into the PDA!!! *help me!* I need Micromedex...if not ePocrates. It's such a hassle to dig thru the BNF or MIMS (terrible because it's not even the latest one!) while your customers tap their toes in irritation. Heh!

Feel like throwing everything out. So messy! Everything's a ruddy mess!

And hoik you bongok punya cicak! Get out of my room you ruddy pest! I already have enough of dust and hairball to worry about clearing from my room please do not add on to my cleaning burden by leaving your shit everywhere!!! GAH!!!! *goes crazy*

I really need a bigger room. I have too much things. I can't bear to throw things out actually.

I have a stack (okay, six) of bills to pay amounting to RM680. I don't know why it costs so much to maintain this house with two occupants!!! I don't even use the aircond! (so that it balances out with the amount of electricity I use for the computer to go online). *hmmmph!!*

I need help. Better still if a miracle.

First day headache

Tomorrow is the first day of work in the year 2005 and already it's a big headache. The pharmacy has no licence to sell drugs. Sure, we can still open up to customers who wants to buy a pack of plaster or ginkgo tablets but that's about it. No OTCs, no prescription medicines. How? The enforcement officer already said, "By January if you don't have a licence for the pharmacy, we will just seal the cupboards." Very matter-of-factly. It cannot happen, y'see. The sealing of cupboards. Most of the customers are old folks. They don't understand that it is because of the lack of licence that we cannot sell the medicines to them - that the cupboards are sealed to ensure that we abide by the rule of not selling without a licence. The customers would only regard the sealing as us making a mistake for selling wrong drugs that they forbid us to sell anything. It's like in the police movies where yellow tapes are put around the crime area? It will jeopardise the pharmacy's image. It simply cannot be done! I'm just so stressed out because it's not my (or JS) ruddy fault that we submitted the forms late. We gave our forms to our employer to fill up the employer section - in November. After nearly a month after the forms were returned to us! Now employer is blaming us for submitting forms late. WHAT?! Alright. Perhaps this is all new to me so I didn't know it was my responsibility to bug them for the forms earlier but heh-lo? You should know better since your brother is a pharmacist himself, too?!! GAH!!! *stressed out* I'm on duty the whole day tomorrow. JS will not be working since it's a Monday. How to handle the officers if they do come by to seal the cupboards? And don't think they don't know because they are the same officers issuing the licences - they definitely know whether we have a licence or not. This is so vexing!! Help? HOW?!!! *cries*

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Apparently Jusco is going to come to Seremban - right in front of my housing area. Where the driving range used to be. Bye bye wandering golf balls, hello spanking new mall. There goes the quiet neighbourhood. Thankfully my house is not so near the entrance of Green Street Homes - which is near the building/construction - so I can still sleep very peacefully in my tiny room. Then again, since when did noise ever disturb my sleep? *oink*

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Can you believe I'm not paid for December yet?!!!

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Was so pissed! The angry kind of pissed, not drunk. I was left all alone to "celebrate" new year, okay. It wasn't fun at all. Down right frustrating to have such a "considerate" boy. So considerate to ask his parents to take me to the mamak in Hartamas, where he said he'd be shortly. His shortly was 4am. By then, I was already one leg in lalaland and already "fencing" with his mother on the couch watching TV. Irritating part was when we couldn't get thru his phone - which was....*drum rolls*...out of battery! Wow. How convenient. FFK my cousins because I was actually worried what happened to him since we couldn't get him on the phone. I was supposed to go play mahjong with the cousins! Yet didn't dare to go because I was unsettled as long as he didn't return.

Harrrumph! Hooray for fair parents. *haha* When he asked his parents the next day if I was quiet the whole day (he left me at home for golf, surprise..surprise...not), his father scolded him, "You left her and play golf the whole day and left her alone yesterday night also I haven't taruh you yet...you dare ask if she's quiet?" *phbbt!*

Came back home with plenty of things to do already. Promised dad beforehand, so no dilly dally hanging about in KL anymore. Sorry TC, Manda & Zach!

*sigh* Guess it's back to work!

What a day to look to tomorrow...

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[Edit 12.01am]

Oh, I guess you could say Sundays are "unofficial" Boggle Day for Aunty Jo, Hazel and I. It can get so addictive! We usually have it together with coffee. *hehe*
I also found out today that Su Ann gave in my name as a sub-leader for the sopies in choir. *eeeps* Me? Why? *scratch head*

Although I didn't want to make a list of resolution, I just can't help jotting down a few just to remind myself of the things I want to do and habits I want to alter/cultivate this year.

• Spend more time with Him and His ministries I'm working on this year - ushering, choir, dance.


• Boost esteem by taking Estime. *hehe* To healthier skin! *started on 1/1/05*


• Take up ballroom dancing!


• Go swimming twice a week at least. Exercise!!! GAH!


• Put in more effort in keeping in touch with friends.


• Be more professional in sense of dressing. Wear make-up (hopefully don't need to do this after a few boxes of Estime *hehe*) because I'm sick of treated like a sales girl in the pharmacy. I want recognition. Bleh. I don't want to disgrace my profession.


• Spend quality time at least once a month with him.


• Spend quality time with sayang and other girlfriends at least once a month.


• Save up!!!


• Have mini craft projects.


• Read more books.


• Spend more time with the piano. Try to fit in a song in two months.

I could go on forever and not being to achieve it all...I do hope I could keep to it. One year is a long time, no?

And this is the year where most of my friends and I are coming to 2 dozen years on earth! *eeeps!*