Happy Easter!

Easter Sunday tomorrow. There will be a drama presentation (a short skit) and choir presentation for tomorrow's Sunday service at church.

Easter Celebration
Sunday, 27th March 2005.
Time : 9.30am
Venue : Agape Gospel Assembly, Seremban.


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Got this picture taken today when I took both malau to work. Perfect day to have them since it rained. All snuggly in the pharmacy - quiet day, too.



Cute little boy, you think? Such a rascal!!! Couldn't stand him sometimes! He's the eldest son of the bakery shop beside us. He's one dare devil - never afraid of strangers and would gladly start yakking his head off with them. Often seen running around the area - WITHOUT supervision. There were a few times when the parents came out to look for him (when he went "missing") - tsk! What if it's too late to look for him? Sometimes I blame it on their parents for not disciplining him properly but yet sometimes I understand that it's difficult to keep an eye on him when they have to be in the kitchen baking. Still!!! Perhaps tie him up or something. Or hang a bell around his neck. *haha* It can be pretty scary sometimes when they pop by and ask, "Have you seen Jack?" - and we've not!
It was raining today so perhaps he couldn't run out of shelter - only to and fro the pharmacy & bakery. Joey let him in and even gave him Milo (whoops! I made him sound like a homeless boy *haha*). This little guy is actually quite smart - in his own ways. When Joey gave him Milo, he even had the cheek to say (in Mandarin), "Mommy always give me biscuits with Milo. Biscuits leh?" Kids really don't know the meaning of paiseh. *hehe*

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I dislike it when dad plays mahjong. They all get so loud and vulgar at times. And I DON'T appreciate being the maid who brings them tea/coffee/food. Especially when it's right after I enter the door back from work. Hmmph. The wonders of mahjong. One minute he's moaning about feet being swollen/hurts so much/can't walk/can't move - the next he's up straight on the chair throwing mahjong tiles and shouting, "LK lah!" *sigh* At times I think I should be more submissive but then again, there's a lot more than what meets the eye. La la la...

I think the Boggle craze died already. Died a long time ago and it being very much cold. *hehe* Have not clicked on Weboggle for ages. What has happened to me?

I remember writing about having a mountain of clothes to iron and then I finally got it done. Now there's another mountain again. *sigh* I never learn to do everything consistently, do I? Chuh!!

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Skipping off to bed. Have to be at church by 8.00am. WAH!!!

Spoilt Surprise

...to be RE-TYPED ALL OVER AGAIN because stuuuuuu Blogger ate it up!!! GAH!!!

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11.30pm
*sigh* Here we go again.

Since I got two handphones, one of them was...well, it didn't look quite new or orginal. The one I'm using now has a T-Mobile sticker and the other was with a Maxicom sticker. Since the other phone has the warranty card that didn't match the phone's serial number, I decided to ask YW's boyfriend to help me exchange the whole set since the other phone had some discolouration of the silver finishings on the screen. Everything is okay with the internal part of the phone, it's just for aesthetic reasons that I want to change it. Heh-lo? Who wants a new phone that looks as if it's been through a gruelling time of man-handling? It's supposed to be new, so it's suppose to look new, no? Even YW said that she herself would want another phone.
The odd thing about this deal is that, apparently the supplier said it's verified that it's an original set, so it can't be changed. Eik? I thought more so it shouldn't be a problem if I wanted to change it? *sigh* Apparently since it's an original set and it's sold I have to bear with the imperfection of the new phone. Chuh!! YW asked me if I wanted to change the cover (and by no means this is one of those Nokia X-press on's okay! It would mean changing the whole shell of phone) - but it would also mean that the warranty would also be gone. So I decided not to - what for right? I'd rather keep the warranty than to change it's shell - most prolly after a year I wouldn't be bothered about that tiny flaw (albeit still irritates me very much!!!). I didn't want to give YW and her boyfriend a hard time and I know she feels bad also - aiyah! What to do? Tough luck lor.
It just bugs me that it's not perfect as a new phone - whether for me or to give it as a gift, even more so I feel irritated because it's a gift!!! It's not like I'm getting him a second-hand phone y'know. GAH!!!

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Thank you Serena for the dangly earrings!!! So sweet of this girl to get me earrings - she thought of me - all the way from Thailand!
And also to TC (though I haven't received but since you told me mah! *hehe*
I never really know that these two people come to read but now I know they do and it's because the got me gifts. So paiseh *hehe*

Talking about gifts, leech, I dreamt that you gave me a pencil case (denim blue) with a variety of blue stationery inside. Must be because you talked about packages and sort. *hehe*

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First choir performance over. Anyone who heard me would've heard the stammer in my voice. My legs were shaking and I could have peed in pants. Really. *hehe*
Thank you, Serena, for making me all "pwetty" like monkey's backside. Okay lah, it didn't turn out TOO red - it's just that I've already applied a bronzer, so another layer of blusher made me look so red. It's the "performer's" kind of red (because we had to stand under spot-lights).



I malas to rotate the picture because I think it looks better this way - slightly vague (yea, I think I need some English tutoring to use proper words at proper time) *hehe* Make-up is so deceiving lah. Since when my face is "porcelain smooth"?

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Oh! I got the monkey I ordered from UK. Finally from Siow it was passed on to Sze-Mien and then to JoFo and finally into my arms!!! First reaction was, "Eik? Why so small one?!" *sigh* Kena tipu. He's cute anyway so it's okay!


One big happy! *haha* Goodness. I'm associating self with apes.


This is when he was the only one.


A smaller-sized addition to the family.


All together now - see no evil!

Good Friday

It's Friday and it's Good. Why?

Well, it's "Good Friday"!
For those who are not familiar may think that Christians are sadist - to call it "good" when in fact it's the day Jesus was nailed to the cross. No. It's not that. It's good because it's good news to us that God Himself died for us. He didn't owe it to us to do it, He did it because of love. It's good news that we are forgiven when we accept Jesus because He paid a hefty price for us.

How should I put it?

Okay. It's like the one person who loves you the most (with or without you loving them back) giving up their life just to save you. It's a sacrifice.

*hee* It's also good that it's Friday because I don't work on Fridays!!! *yay!*

Got this from my good pal (whom I still owe, a birthday gift *paiseh*)

congrats u n bosom la! Haha ju's bday on 24th april. Wah doin solo ar not bad not bad. If they duwan u 2 sing there go nilai there and sing k. There need rain.

Hmmph. This is when all those internet expressions come in handy.

-_-"

*hehe*

Yea. Am pretty nervous/scared/worried about the solo tomorrow. It doesn't help that Aunty Jo asked me to repeat the song today and then said in the lines of this song being one of the most important part of our choir presentation. Heh-lo? Then I don't want to do it!!! *sigh* I get the jitters easily. I can sing in front of the mirror in my bedroom, in the shower - no problems. The thing is, I'm worried that this would be seen more as a presentation than a message. And apparently I still look like I'm smiling when I'm actually frowning. *gah!* How? *pffft* I just don't think I'm good enough for the solo - I sound duck-y!!

Note : Am not fishing for compliments, I'm being really honest about my own insecurities. I don't want to mess this up because Easter's presentation is a big thing.

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Came back after choir practice (we had extra practices at night - Wednesday & Thursday) to find Brinkley being out in the cold and all wet - again! Can you blame me for being glad that dad's leaving for US soon? So sakit hati to see Brinkley all confused and cold. Poor thing!!! When I let him in the house, he went to the toilet to lap from his bowl and then eat from his bowl. Poor thing!

Why is dad so...like that? *sigh* Poor boy. Apparently the dog "ran out" and "refused to come back when called" again. How many times must I tell you that he wouldn't listen when he's leash-free??!! That's why we keep the door closed. That's why when we take him out, we put him on a leash. That's why when we leave the door open, we tie him up first.

Dad is not an animal lover. It would be terrible to leave the dog under his care. I think Brinkley is much better being alone at home than at home with him. I'm not kidding.

I'll never be caught dead wearing a mini-skirt

I think it was at the age of 15 that I realised I couldn't do anything about my "tree-trunk" legs. That doesn't mean I didn't go thru self bashing because of them, okay. I was (and still is, at times) obsessed on how to get my legs slimmer (mind you, not only thighs or what not it's the WHOLE LEG - from fat ankles to the thunder-thighs). Oh. And my feet are also wider than usual - which means ugly sticking out toes in nice petite shoes. Cheh. All from mom's side. (Then again, I'm thankful that it came from mom's side because if not, I think I would be short-changed in the vertical department because dad's family is never above 5'5" *hee*).

Anyway, went off topic. Fat legs. Yes. When I see SYT (sweet young things) in micro shorts or mini skirts - first thought (the aunty kind), "AIYOR! So short, my goodness!!". Second thought (the if-you've-got-it-flaunt-it kind), "Then again, they have the basics to wear like that anyway." So I usually like to stick to jeans. Not slacks, just jeans. Gives me more freedom and less chances of getting any rips. *haha* I know it's more flattering for me to stick to jeans/slacks but these days I'm going around looking for skirts because I'm just plain LAZY (easier to iron skirts than trousers) - still dislike legs in skirts but laziness overpowers the rest of the mind. *hehe*

I have quite a long torso - it's NOT good if you are of normal height. It means less length allowance for legs. Which means legs are stocky. (I try to comfort self by saying I'm very "stable" when I stand) So I look "stunted" or not as tall as I am in measurement.

Unfortunately some of these girls are labeled as "lala girls". Why eh?

Stereotyped.

At times I can't help but wishing that I was wee bit fairer, slimmer, taller, petite (I KNOW it contradicts "taller" but sometimes I get the impression petite girls are more favoured), smarter, have smaller feet, have slimmer legs, shinier hair, nicer finger nails...

*haha* You get the idea. Once you start a list, you get all super nick-picky.

I just thank God that I have two hands, two legs (stocky or not), fingers that could move properly, stomach that could digest food, tastebuds that work, a brain that functions *haha*, eyes that see, ears that hear...for this life itself, basically.

...still! I don't like my "tree-trunk" legs. *pfft* I'm such a pear. *sigh*

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The XES.cx Award
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Yet another new toy!

Okay. Not really a toy - it's pretty much essential to me these days. *haha*
I'm sorry I keep whining about how broke am I. I'm broke because of my own doings. I'm bad at saving. Really bad. I'm just to wishy-washy a person to stick to my own money plans. Bleh. Basically, I'm actually "broken" because I am such an "itchified" person who is VERY MUCH a compulsive shopper. This time it was not only one, but two phones brings the call of "Strike!!! You're out!" What am I talking about? I'm talking about this...

One of the comments from users that I came across in the review pages was that this little baby is not photogenic. Yeap. You heard me right, not photogenic. It looks better in my hands, in real life than this photo could ever justify. YW purposely set the theme to "Floom" so that the screen's background will match the amber/orange keypad's backlight (why on earth did they choose such a colour is beyond my undertstanding). Now. You may begin to wonder...so let me answer a few naggy questions.

- I bought two phones because Anson's phone is nearing its end. Mine's turning wacky and tempremental. I'm buying in time to give it to him in April - it's been three years since we bumped into each other. That's why I didn't want to wait until new phones came out (so that old phones' price will decrease further).
- Why SE when I choose a model without BT? Simple. I don't use it. For all you know, he doesn't even know what it is! He is that much of an IT-idiot. *heh*
- Doesn't cost too much, it's only a bomb because of my sudden, "Okaylah! Gimme two." It's as if I'm buying pens. *hmmph*

Anyway, regardless of whatever people may say, I'm happy with the phone. Hey! It's only my first ever colour-screen phone. I like! It's quite user friendly - just need some time to adjust yourself to the buttons and functions. Initially when I held it, it felt like a dummy set. Seriously! 88g in your hands isn't much. Yes. I did put in the battery. *phbbbt*
I thought MusicDJ was like the Nokia's composer but I was wrong. It's made out of four instruments (drums, guitar, keyboard, accents) where you can place in pre-set "blocks" of music. Each lasting about 4 beats? Yet to look into it. There are 8 blocks of "intro", "verse", "chorus" and "break". There are four types of music to choose from - Groove, Salsa, Reggae or Techno. Interesting! You can mix and match and get a completely "original" tune as your ringing tone! *hehe* Funky!

It's just all good because...well, it's a NEW phone! Blargh!!! *hehe*

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Aunty Cynthia gave me a pack of peanut-coconut-sweet from Thailand. Yum! It's addictive okay! It's like those coconut sweets that's wrapped in coloured-transparent plastic but just that this is added with nuts (the nuts give the "sweet" its winning factor). *crunch crunch* Looks quite plain but double yummy!



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Oh clever me! When they asked who could make it for Thursday's practice, I said..."I may be a bit late. I'll prolly come after work at 9-ish" when Aunty Jo said practice will be at 8.30pm. I completely forgot.

Thursdays = pasar malam nights = working till 10pm

Practice ends at 10.30pm. By the time we close up, it'd be 10.15pm when I arrive church. Grrrrreat. And it's the last practice before Good Friday. *wobbly knees*


*Good Friday, March 25th 2005 8.00pm
- Choir presentation and sermon/preaching
*Easter Sunday, March 27th 2005 9.30am
- Choir, drama and sermon/preaching

Venue : Agape Gospel Assembly, Seremban

One week away

Easter is a week away. I'm trying to put together everything that Christ has done and also how much/what He means to me - so that I could deliver the song properly. Maybe the pressure is from myself and I have to constantly remind self that this is for God, not for myself. Doesn't matter if the audience think I'm bad/good. If God is willing to use me, the audience will be touched by the song. If God's annointing is not in it, no matter how long I could hold a note - it wouldn't even come near to anyone's heart let alone touch it. I've been told when I tried to express sadness (I frown), I seem to smile! Alamak!


Ooo...
I know the will of the Father
I know that we must obey
But still I can't help but wonder
Can't there be some other way?
Can't there be some other way?

Why must my little lamb Jesus die?
We are the ones who have sinned
Can't there be some other way we can pay?
Why must be sacrifice Him?
Tell me why...why must my little lamb Jesus die?


Aunty Jo changed the words because the audience may not understand - "Huh? What little lamb?"

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On to the earthly love of life - I am having a headache even thinking about it. Headache overwhelms the sadness. *shrugs* Many times people have reminded me, "You got boyfriend, what." Many times I've also replied, "Yea but it's like there's no difference whether I had one or not because we don't see each other often."

*From this point if you feel sick of my whining/pour-out-love-sick-heart post, bear in mind I didn't force you to read this. Even more so if you know me and I don't know you're reading this. *shrugs* I choose to put this up doesn't mean I forced you to read it.*

I don't really understand what's so complicated about this relationship. Perhaps it's because our priorities seem to have changed. I mean, they're not the same like before - doesn't seem similar at all. I'm thinking of ways to serve God and he's thinking of "as long as I go to church". *shrugs* I can't force him to do what I want to do and I am not willing to compromise this little bit I'm doing for God.

I don't understand how he can no call me for days and when I actually call, he'd go in the line of "I missed you" - whaaa..?! *bengang face* I think even his dad ask more about me than himself. *durr*
Perhaps I'm more uptight about this because I'm mostly alone here. No, dad is not a great companion. The more I try to keep a conversation with him, the more I feel like blowing up. Or maybe because my family is never complete. I don't like it when my dad is only here. I want mom to be here too. Korkor cannot come back to the house. What "home" is this?! Like I've written previously, most of my peers are in KL. So me in Seremban - I stare at Brinkley, Brinkley stare at me. Poor dog even! Has got no friends. *sigh*
For him, he's got everyone in KL - he's never lonely...with his constant activities/appointments and his non-existent phone calls, I feel I'm never quite needed to some extend I'm just someone extra in his life, not essential. Sad isn't it? I think I'm throwing myself a pity party but just can't help feeling like this.

I'm actually driving myself crazy thinking too much. You see, if he doesn't call, I'll call him. Fine. Yet I ask, "What if he gets tired of me calling so often?" I've become clingy!!! *gasp* This is bad. I want my old self back. The problem with getting too attached to someone is when they don't feel the same about you. *pfft*

Okay, enough whining!

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Can't wait till end of month! *hehe*

Plain lazy

I have things to do starting early in the morning tomorrow (later, I mean) right up to night. Pay bills, go bank, print photos, "feel" phones & check out Maxis' plans, learn song, do laundry, clean house, bathe Brinkley, clean car and then go for cell. Perhaps I shall split my chores into two days. Thank goodness no work on Saturday!!! *yay!* Oh...but having choir practice 2-4pm and I think dinner appointment with Uncle Dick & Aunty Nancy. Still! I can sleep in late. *yay!*

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Updates for previous list.

1. Will do that - right after publishing this.

2. Done that! Good show! Unfortunately Oi Sin did not turn up. *frown*

3. Shirt was still there (I think) but didn't have time before or after movie to get it.

4. Missed yesterday's portion and instead took Roti Planta at Lotus. Oh no!!!

5. I hereby declare "Treat your liver better" thingy is over. *hehe*

6. She didn't change her mind. She says either today (I mean, yesterday) or Friday (I mean, today). So I think it's tomorrow (I mean, today).

7. Still yummy looking and still for the same reason.

8. Still a bluff, still no sign of any crumbs. Not even at the side of his mouth. *phbbt*

9. Will go tomorrow (I mean, today) and enquire further to see if there's a catch (promotional period only or something) to it.

10. I think they are in better balance now.

11. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! I mean, I think it's still the same. *heh*

12. He got it done already! *hehe* Silly me wasted his 700MB CDs with 1MB photos. *durr!!* I've never had or used any CD burner before mah!

13. I still need new shoes.

14. Manda said, "What are cousins for?" *yay!* USB2.0 matter still unresolved but "payer" still confirmed. *hehe*

15. No chance to check the place out yet.

16. Perhaps it's just a reason used to avoid certain people. *haha* Kidding!

17. Sleepy but still can continue.

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Can't believe mom is more "high tech" than me now. She called just now telling me that Aunt Janet got a Cocker Spaniel.

Nehhhhh you know, T-Mobile here the phone can send pictures. So she sent the picture to me - the dog's all white in colour one. Eh? If I send it to you, you can see it ah?

No laa mom. I haven't got a phone that has a colour screen let alone supports MMS! *hehe* But I will soon! Hmmm...

And she goes online shopping, too!! Talk about tech-savvy mothers. She asked if I wanted some Nike polo t-shirts. She described them as very cute/sweet colours. Very nice. Very cheap.

How cheap is cheap?
USD 28, okay what!

*pengsan* My mom's "Americanised". Then again, if you earn the moolah there...it's like RM28 for a polo t-shirt. Not bad, right?

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Photos


Lye Chan looks like she's "joget"-ing here while Keat as usual, with his pretend-bored-face. *hehe*


I have no one else to photograph except the two in front of me! Second picture is the result of one liking his face in this picture and not that plus one liking her face in that picture and not this.


FeiKei came to join us at mamak. First picture was me trying to block off Keat's cheeky face because I keep laughing and moving about - NOT trying to karate-chop FeiKei. Second picture is blur - that's what I meant. We keep moving about...or rather, me. I also had half masticated roti planta in my mouth. *hehe*

P/S: So happened LC & Keat wearing almost same coloured shirts as FeiKei and I wearing almost same tone of purple-redish colour.

In short

Obviously getting lazier to update and recap any happenings or even trying to post anything mentally stimulating (leech, please don't think serong *hehe*)

1. Feel like just letting go all worries and just shop for books on Amazon - they always have discounts and free shipping! To me it seems like always, anyway.

2. Going to watch Sepet tomorrow with Keat, Lye Chan and Oi Sin at KLCC. I hope they turn up!

3. Hope the green shirt is still there at TopShop.

4. Fourth day of replacing dinner with Enerflex. I hope some good comes out of this torture. I actually rejected dad's fried chicken (which I've been craving!!) offer. This better be good.

5. These two weeks are "Treat your liver better" weeks - I've been sleeping early and rising early.

6. Aunty Jo has not replied me regarding when will I go over to her place to learn the song. Perhaps she changed her mind (YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!).

7. Bed looks yummy at the moment. As in, because I feel sleepy and not the crumbs/food on bed kind.

8. Keat's a big bluff. There wasn't even a pinch of papadam crumbs from Mumbai for us.

9. I want to change my Maxis plan! It's silly to pay access fee when I could opt for the Package 75 plan. RM75 every month - flat rate. Whether off-peak/peak, local/adjacent/non-adjacent - all those thingamajigs are eliminated! Phew! RM0.20 per minute for Maxis to other operators (any time, any day, anywhere - flat rate!) and RM0.15 per minute for Maxis to Maxis. SMS is at RM0.15 and RM0.05 respectively. Woohoo!! Now to change the account from mom's name to mine. Hmmm...

10. I cried for almost an hour on Sunday - my hormonal imbalances is catching up to me. Really bad.

11. Dad's leaving April 7th (tentatively) - YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! I mean, yea. *hehe*

12. JS is a gem because he kindly offered (and reminded me) to help transfer picture folders onto CDs. *yay*

13. I need new shoes.

14. Anson said he would pay for the mini ipod that I tumpang-ed my cousin sister to buy (USD - cheaper plus student's discount. *yay*! Value for money). Now to solve the USB2.0 matter. Grrr...

15. Saw a grooming centre opposite work place but seems empty. Don't know if they are any good. Don't want Brinkley coming back looking like a sheep in summer.

16. Am not kidding when I say I have "meeting-new-people-especially-from-the-internet" phobia.

17. Feeling really sleepy, can't continue, can't think, so zzZzzZzzzzz...

Alien

Today when I was at church, this thought suddenly hit me. As hard as I try to convince myself otherwise, I really couldn't deny the fact that I'm drifting apart from my friends - be it classmates or uni mates or girly girlfriends. Sure, we have things to talk about but thereafter it'd either be listening to something I don't really have a clue on or they listening to something that they don't understand. I do feel this "working away from everybody" is taking a toll on my friendships. Perhaps it's imaginary (some may try to comfort me) but it pricks me in the flesh and it's really uncomfortable.
It's not like I spend a lot of time with Anson that I neglect them - I don't quite think so. Everthing has to be worked on - some of these friends I only see once in a while without much of a beep in the middle. The things that they talk about may not interest me although I try to listen and participate and vice versa.
It's not like I'm very close to my colleagues either and the activities I have in Seremban boils down to (very much) only cell group and church. That also is only once in a week.
I should get a new hobby, aye? Then again, I'm not talking about being lonely or bored. It's about being afraid of losing friends. I know there really isn't much choice since we're on our own ways working with different people and environment. I guess I have yet to adapt to this change. Needing to keep up with friends on their life and also sharing the memories of school/university together. Bah! I don't know where am I getting at.

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I am worth far more than rubies. I don't know why I put myself in this misery, I'm worth more than all this that I've been getting. I'm getting tired. Yet I haven't got enough strength to just make a firm, final decision. Still hanging on to thin thread.

I AM worth for more than rubies. Jesus bought me with a price no one else in this world would ever be willing to fork out.

Easter is around the corner and I just found out today that Aunty Jo asked me to do the solo part (which she was supposed to do herself! *gah!!*) for our choir. It's a song I've never even heard before! As I listen to her sing (for me to catch the tune), my lips were shaking because I know I'd never deliver the song half as good as her - I'm scared. Contrary to some of my friends thinking I have no fears for public performance, I do.

I thought this would never happen to me

I actually spent loads of time internet "window shopping". GAH! Why must you show me that shopaholics' journal thingy. Been glued to that since yesterday night and today, too. I must get things done in the house - not just place my bum right in front of the computer, clicking and clicking and browsing. *gee!*

Anyway, today Brinkley got to meet a friend when I took him out for a walk. It's also a Golden Retriever but in a lighter shade (WHY OH WHY didn't I bring the camera out? Then again, who would bring their cameras along when they walk their dog? Perhaps only her) - his name is Lucky. Apparently transported back from the States when the owner decided to come back to Malaysia. He looks much bigger than Brinks - slightly taller and the face(?) is slightly longer - horsey face. *haha* At one moment I thought he was going to bite Brinkley because he growled and leap on Brinkley. They both were wagging their tails so I guess it's a play-play thing. So cute! They sniff sniff and then they wagged their tails. Happy me!
Please advice how to transport Brinkley to Putra Heights. Should I drug him before the ride? *hehe* Give him some anti-motion-sickness pills.

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I just found out one of my SKL buddies is engaged!!!! WAH!! Ten cents for you if you could guess who, Keat! The very first in our group. Was happy for them - bouncing around and grinning from ear to ear, all silly like as if I was their mom or something. *hehe*

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Took a picture of Jusco's development today. They are now to their first floor already.



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And Brinkley is one weird dog - he loves to keep watch on those going into and out of "his" toilet. Halfway thru my shower just now, I smelt something funny/doggy. Doggy smell, okay. The bathroom in the house has an exhaust fan attached so when you close the door, air is being sucked from outside the door, into the bathroom and then out to the garden. That's how I usually know he's at it again, sitting right outside the bathroom. *hehe*

Being lazy.

I blame it on the weather. I blame it on everything else but self. *hah*

Room's a mess (what's new) but at least Brinkley smells decent. *hehe* I think it's really the heat that made me go around making crazy promises. I told Julie (when I went over to her place yesterday night to collect some stuff) that I'd like to go visit her and Joanne on Thursday night, after work (then stay a night and go home the day after). So Julie said, "Sure! Come and stay over. Bring Brinkley, too!" And me...under the weather's influence - "Sure!! Then I can send him for grooming, too!"

Oh yay! Now I'm scratching my head on how to transport that big goof (with my small car). The same big goof that REFUSES to sit anywhere else but the front seat - I do mean ON the seat. Julie even asked if I put the seat belt around him. Hmmph. He's so spoilt! *hehe* Taking him to the vet is also quite a hassle, I don't know how we'd both survive the trip to Putra Heights. How?!! GAH!!! I need to find some plastic lays that I could use to cover up my back-seats. No way I'm going to put my drool-master-machine in my car for an hour's ride without any seat protection because I'm very sure after 10 minutes, the seats would be soaked with drool! Why oh why did I say such a thing like it's transporting a bag of potatoes? Julie even suggested I get an extra large laundry basket and put Brinkley in it. Not helping!

I will find a way somehow!

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Why must my closer relatives be in US? *hehe* It is also because they are in the US that I got some "interesting" ang pau's! Yay! Mom also passed a red packet to me through Joanne. So I've got Washington, Hamilton, Jackson and even *gasp* Franklin! I never thought I would ever see you guys again. Now, whether to pass it to TC when she goes over to visit Manda in May or to keep it till December (if I've enough money for tickets then to go visit during Christmas)? Hmm...

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Pictures of Jusco in the making.

Stubborn's my middle name.

...and perhaps "Arrogant" is my alias. *haha* Some call me proud but hey! I'm more than that. *phbbt*

What am I talking about?

Well, I'm touching on the subject of "making things". I may not be the craftiest (is there such a word? I'm lazy to search the dictionary for it) or the most creative or the most original person but when I see things that I like - I'd practically scrutinize that one item before thinking in head (if not saying out loud), "I also can make lah." I sometimes hate myself for saying/thinking/being like that. It kicks in especially hard when it's something I really like but cost a bomb. Examples would be earrings and handbags (although I will admit I can't make leather handbags). Chuh! I actually wanted dangly earrings but seeing the prices - I'd tell myself, "Nevermind, I also can make." As a result, I still haven't got any earrings. I even wanted to make my own draw-string bags or velcro strapped (I even bought the velcro straps - 4 years ago?!) bags and yeap! You guess right, still no new hand made bags. Bah! I don't know why I bother lying to self. *hmmph*

Just because my cousin sister has worked in Beadbar before (she told me some few things about how they string the beads, add in hooks and what nots) and me looking into a few jewelry making books - I think I'm a pro. *haha* Then again, sometimes I look at an item, it's just really pricey - for something I think I could figure how to make. *hehe* Nevermind. When I really get to it, there'll be pictures.

I am still not willing to fork out money to buy any earrings. Costume jewelry, that is.

Where have all the chickadees gone to?!

Right. Not like it's exactly fun when you want to go home and suddenly the whole town rushes into the pharmacy to buy things. The irritating part is that it ALWAYS happen when we start turning off the lights and what nots. Then you get people rushing in saying, "Phew! Just in time." I mean, I don't really mind if it's something really important - some of them gets on my nerves by rushing in yet dilly dally going round the pharmacy BROWSING. GAH! Which part of the scene do you not understand - that we are closing? Please hurry up! Hmmph. I'm just tired.

Then comes the pay cheque. Was supposed to get my "pay rise". Guess what? They apparently forgot that the pay rise is effective starting February. Gee! Thank goodness my "celebration" was paid by CWK. *cheeky grin* Kidding, LC!

Finally, the last straw - I was tired and hungry. The stalls near the pharmacy were closed (and they are going to be closed for 5 days - according to JS) so I didn't get to have a proper dinner. I was trying to have my cup of Milo and biscuits (NO! Once I sit down, they have to come rushing in!). I didn't get to enjoy my Milo while it was hot. Not even when it was warm. It was all cold. No point dipping biscuits in it anymore. Anyway, for the entire day (and a bit of yesterday), I was craving for KFC. They close at 11pm. I arrived at the Temiang branch at 10pm (I had to go to HSBC & Maybank before that). "No more chicken. Only burgers." WHAT?! *cries in frustration* They close at 11pm so they SHOULD still have chicken until 11pm!!! That's only fair. *sob*

Yea, I'm being all whiny. Perhaps it's time to just go to bed.