*wobble wobble*

I've gained 2kg (all at the wrong places/area). I wouldn't mind it that much.

Hmmm...okay, that was a lie. I mind it a whole lot! Plus, TC asked me if I would/could be her bridesmaid. I said it's be an honour! My first time! *hehe* I reckon it's because Manda isn't coming back (they're closer to each other mah!) - still! I'm honoured. *hehe*

JoFo asked me to cut off carbo completely for one week. Definitely can see results. Blergh.

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Uncle Jeremy and Aunt Helen arriving tomorrow. I actually made a cross-stitch pattern of a house for her as a thank-you for the handbag she got me LAST YEAR but failed to get it sent over. It's still here so I guess I'll be giving it to her when she arrives.

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I took a day off today to spend a day with Anson in KL but it backfired since he left for Penang this morning with EngKwang. I decided to just lepak at home anyway - was at Mi-Chelle's house with LyeChan yesterday till about 3am plus this morning! We talked about everything and anything. Glad to have taken the day off and not need to rush anywhere.
Because I didn't see Anson, he has not returned my dear camera. I'm going to KL for Hazel&Paul's house blessing and I haven't got a camera!!! Idiotic.

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I've got about 10 more working days to go (minus the weekends, the days off and time off I've got left) - two more Mondays till I say bye-bye to "Can you please measure my sweetness?" *shudders*
I'm kinda excited to start new job - the frustration at the moment is that the offer letter has not arrive!!! When are they going to send it, man?

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What are you going to do tomorrow? Not very patriotic for me. I'm just glad there's a break in the middle of the week. *hehe*
The best feeling - arriving home after a year away by MAS and hearing the stewardess say, "To all Malaysians, welcome home."
Home it is! No matter how many times I grumble that "over there, this this this that that that is better/cheaper/cleaner/faster" this will always be home. This is definitely the tanah where I want my darah to tumpah (as in die here lah!)
Last year I spent Merdeka Eve stuck in the KL traffic jam. *heh!* This year I shall just be contented watching fireworks on TV.

The year before last, I just arrived home from Scotland, Ben & Anson came to pick me up from the airport. I had to call Anson's phone (couldn't see him and was waiting and waiting for him to show up!) using my Vodafone line!!! Stupid fella! *hehe*
It's been two years since I got home and being classified as a "working adult". I've never really understood what those working people meant when they say that a student's life is the best. I've included myself in the stats of those people who say that to young 'uns who are still studying.
It was still jolly jolly when I was in the hospital initially - then the part time job came and parents left for US. That was when I understood what they mean by having a lot to worry/think about. It's not like I only had MY own affairs to handle but I had to take on the things that my parents passed on to me.
Now dad says company isn't doing too good especially in terms of cash flow. I've been asked to first forked out the money for the cukai taksiran for 4 properties!!! Do you know how much that amounts to? Then he told me, "Ehmm, this month I need your help to pay for the house bills." Heh-lo? I've been paying it ALL this while. You think I drain it from the company or your account (which I'm handling the ins and outs)? I can't do much. You think I've LOADS of savings - I can shamefully tell you I don't have any savings. Everything is out to pay whatever that needs to be paid.
Dad has slipped into this routine (and he's only been back for less than a week!!!) of telling me that company has no cash flow, this month very difficult, your mother and I have no savings at all, this has never happened before, I thought I got everything sorted out before I left, so much money stuck with customers who hasn't paid. Money money money. *sigh* I can only do this much. Already I don't ask money from you. I don't need you to worry about house bills and such. I can only listen. The thing is I feel that dad thinks I've got loads of moolah and I don't want to loan/give it to him - so he goes on and on, perhaps waiting for me to crack and say, "Okay, okay! I have some money. Please take it first!"
Dad, I'm equally broke. Just because I don't tell you what I've to pay for doesn't mean I'm all nice and dandy. I'm also struggling and believe me, I would help if I could. I'm doing the best I can.

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From so-called patriotic to Dear-Thelma. Oh dear.

Short lived

Alas! I was soooo happy looking at the amount of shirts, I didn't really try them till late night yesterday.

*hangs head*

*sigh*

I could only fit into 3 of the shirts that mom bought (how many were there? 10??) - the rest were too big they made me look lau pau (frumpy). I could work with the skirts - they can sit lower than waist line, still okay. Shirts were a no-no when it's too big. Instead of looking professional, I look like...I don't know. A frump. *hehe*

I really like those shirts...*sob* Why must sizing be different when you're in different countries? Here, I wear an "M"...sometimes even "L"!!! The shirts mom bought were even bigger than the "L" here and they were labelled as "M" or size 6. Pfft. Even the one from Liz at size 4 was big. Such a waste. I really wanted to keep them but I really can't. I won't wear it even if I do keep 'em. Doesn't look neat on self at all. Wasted mom's effort in looking for bargains for me. I feel so bad actually. She "sounded" (because we were "conversing" through SMS) disappointed. It wasn't the style, it was the size. That's it. I hope she could return it and get her money back. Either that or exchange for a smaller size.

I really feel bad. I'm sorry, mom. I didn't mean for your effort running around town to go down the drain. I'm really sorry. I didn't even know she actually bought so much until when I opened the bag. *sigh* Feel so bad lah!!!

So where could I get good bargains for work clothes here?

Phew! One hurdle over!

*heh!*

Dad's back. Uhm...I waited for almost an hour in the airport. I thought I went at the wrong day or time but I checked the arrivals' details. BR0227. Yeap. It's there. No dad.

Did I miss him? Was he out already and waiting in the midst of the (BIG!) crowd?

Anyway, turned out he was delayed by the customs. Wanted to tax him for the supplements he was carrying in his luggage. Pfft. I thought, "How crazy!" When I arrived home, I changed my tune - "Oh. No wonder they wanted to tax you."


First thing he did was admire his longan tree. He seemed quite happy and even took a few off the branches and started munching - "Got flesh what! Sweet what! Enough water what!" (loosely translated from Cantonese)

Okayyyy. Dad's back and so far no nagging. Uhm...I can see he isn't too happy with the state of the garden but he'd soon fix that lah. I told him I'm sorry the garden is in such a sorry state but I haven't got green fingers so I daren't touch the garden, see! *hehe*

Brinkley's got some goodies from mom. One of it was a chew toy which is supposedly good for his dental health. Good! His mouth stinks. *hehe* As usual with any new toy he gets, he gets possessive. He will only play with it and no other toy will overtake his current attention to the new one.

<< All eyes on the rope.
>> NO!! ARGGGHHH!! GIVEITTOME!!

No one's going to take you away, dear rope. *puts whole weight on rope*

Well, guess what? For me, this is the day that Christmas arrived early!!! *hehe* Picture quality not so good because all taken by phone's camera. Camera is now holiday-ing in Taiwan with Anson. Hmmph.

This is the day!

Dad is arriving today at 2.30pm. The house is still...uhm...not up to standard but it'll have to do. I'm only one person and THAT is another reason why I want the condominium, Ma!!!

Anyway, it's like as if I'm waiting to sit for an exam. The stress. Tension. Anxiety. Whether the house is perfectly clean/organised or not, he will still nag. So I thought to myself, "Why bother?"

*heh*

I changed the bedspread (whey! King sized mattress can kill okay!), cleaned the floors, ventilated the air-cond. I took a break uhm...almost two hours ago(?) *haha* because I was hungry. Thought I'd eat something before starting on cleaning the toilet. Blergh. Later on in the morning (when the sun is up), I would have to clean the garden of pesky leaves!!! (I think the tree outside our house has termites feasting on its roots or something - it's shedding!!) Maybe give mom's car a quick wash. Hey! Water rationing tak baik waste water on washing car. *hehe* I'd rather use the water for more important matters like drinking, cooking/clearing up, showering and washing clothes.

The BIGGEST headache would be the pile of laundry waiting to be ironed and sorted out. Calling it a "pile" doesn't do justice to it. Help me!

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I miss you already. Right at the moment when you told me you're leaving for KLIA (not even on the plane yet!), I've started missing you. No one to bug with my irritating phone calls -
"Hello! Busy?"
"Hello! Where are you?"
"Hello! Guess what?!"
"Hello! Whatcha doing?"
"Hello! Why didn't you return my call?"
"Hello! When are you coming back?"
"Hello! When are you free?"
"Hello! I'm leaving Seremban now."
"Hello! I'm outside your house!"
"Hello! I miss you."

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Anyway, can't wait for goodies to arrive! *hehe* Mom bought a whole lot of stuff and *rubs hands* wheee!!! Can't wait. *hehe* Skirts, shirts, bags, chips, facial products, sweets, peanut butter(???), underwear, etc.
So dad arrives today. Aunt Janet going back tomorrow (27th). Uncle Jeremy & Aunt Helen arriving 31st. YeeJiong leaving September 2nd. So many flights to-and-fro US within one family.

Look, Ma!!!

[At the moment, most of my church friends are on their way to church camp. Pray that God will grant them journey mercy and that they will have a great time with Ps Luis Cabral.
When driving home, thought of what to eat. Carbonara? I would love to but lazy to cook for one person. Maybe just chicken nuggets.]

Since mom has not been back for almost a year, I decided to take a few shots around our neighbourhood to let her know what's new. (Not that she reads this site, I think. I'm going to email her these photos but since I'm at it, I may as well put them here, too.)
The first thing you could see when you drive down the hill towards GreenStreetHomes is Jusco.



Today, I purposely went on the overhead bridge that goes to RasahKemayan to get a view of the mall's entrance. You get a good view of it from higher grounds. For those who bought houses along the road surrounding GSH, instead of the green (brown?) driving range...they will now see JUSCO.


<< The entrance, I presume.
>> The logo (?)

<< View when coming from the KompleksSukan/Yakult way.
>> The ramps going up to car parks, I think.

Because of Jusco, the roads were repaired and traffic lights were installed. Not only at the junction turning into GSH, even at the junction turning towards the inner parts of S2 and RasahKemayan. Accident prone junctions. *hehe*


Another new thing is the automated gate for GSH. It's like TouchNGo system. One out and one in. No such thing as a few cars using the same card to get in. Visitors would just have to sign in and leave their driver's licence. *hehe* And even for those home owners who have yet to clear their maintenance bill!!! It's like his mom's place in BukitRimau. Bleh. It's a hassle in a way but better security (?).


When we turn into the first right-turning possible after the guardhouse, the land opposite the playground was...well, just a piece of land. Now? Tadaaaa!!! They've just completed it last week, I think.


Now we arrive home, mom's car is nicely parked in the porch while Phoebe is parked under the scorching sun! Poor thing!


What do we see? We see some kay por chee peeking out the window! It's Brinkley with his front paws on the small table beside the window!


When we are at the door, whining can be heard already. He's such a big whiner!!! Whiny whiny Brinkley. GRRR!!! Sometimes I open the door slowly and his head gets knocked by the door because he's standing rrrrrright behind it. Silly! One of the most rewarding perks of having a pet dog is that he's always happy to see you. He'll always be at the door to greet you, too!


Even before you get to put your bag down, guess who wants to play fetch ady?


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Actually, I wanted to come home and jump into my lovely bed rightaway. Then I took pictures and thought I'd better get it done now or I'd never do it. Furthermore, Anson wants to loan my camera to Taiwan and he's coming to get it today. Hmmm...I can understand how Hazel feels without her camera. At least I still have my phone's camera.

Unkempt

I've been told today I'm very cincai with my looks/image when I go to work. Hmmm...in other words, I'm sloppy/ugly!

Eyebrows need threading (once you go for threading, you don't want to go back to conventional plucking) - just found out where I can get it done in Seremban. Elizabeth did it for me before Hazel's wedding. Hazel's wedding was in October. It's now August. Yes. The brows were unruly for about 10 months! I'm just lazy to maintain it. *huff*

I've been told I don't look like a pharmacist because I don't put on any make-up.

Uhm...frankly, I don't know how. And I'd rather spend that 15 minutes on getting more ZzZzzZZz than putting on make-up. Talk about lazy. Blergh.

Teach me how to "do" my eyes and I will consider making self presentable at work. I need help.

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It was "water day" Saturday but when I came home, no water!!! How to wash my hair?!! I checked again later on and there was just enough pressure to wash my hair. Hmmph. How can they "turn off" the tap on us so early?! It was only 9.30pm when I got home. Cheh.

I need to clean the house before dad comes back - VERY SOON! Somehow "water day" is always on the day when I've to work late! Next "water day" is Monday but I'm working 10am-9pm. Wednesday I work till 6pm but I've to pick Aunty Janet (tentatively) from the airport - she's arriving at 8pm. Hmmph. Thursday I took a day off but there's no water! Friday dad arrives home!!!! EEEEEEEKKKK!!! *panic*
Blergh.
I hate cleaning the house.

The week in one.

On Wednesday I wanted to take off early from work (it was "water day") to clean the house. Joey said SHE wanted to go off earlier - so okay. Wednesday morning itself she told me she wanted to leave earlier on THURSDAY! Well! I won't be honest if I say I was okay with it (or happy at all). I initially wanted to leave earlier on Wednesday but because of her, I post-poned it to Thursday (where I planned to meet up with LC & Keat). Now she tells me last minute she wants to leave on Thursday, I've to re-schedule meeting time. I wanted to leave earlier so that I could have time to perhaps shower before leaving for KL (so hazy mah!) - now I can't. Since I'm staying over with LC, I've to even pack my bags to work so that I can leave straight from work to KL (don't want to waste time).

On Thursday, haze/smog was so bad that the sales of mask increased. For those who have bought it before from us would know that we were selling it for RM1 each ALL THESE WHILE! Don't you dare cheek us by saying, "WAH! Now when got haze, sell so expensive!" Go KL and you either get none or they overcharge you (don't know lah! Was told by JS who read the chinese newspaper saying that they were selling there RM10 for 3). Seremban's condition not as bad as KL - I didn't know till I arrived there. Keat told me visibility's bad in KL (asked me to drive slow/carefully - don't remember exact words - *swoon* Awww! Even Anson doesn't say that to me) and I thought, "Bah! How bad can it be?"
After work, I headed off to KL. I forgot that I left from PD entry that I happily gave RM10.20 to the lady. She looked at me funny and when I looked up at the board - RM7.70. Whoops! *hehe* So I messaged Keat, "Sg Besi" and crawled to KL. Jam mah! And yea...the haze in KL was bad indeed.

Usually at this spot I'd be able to see the city. Now? Grey. Not even skies. Just grey.

Dinner was supposed to be a small affair (Keat, LC, Pad & me) but somehow it ended up with the 8 of us having dinner at Chulan Square. Although the restaurant was air-conditioned, it was still hazy inside. Pfft.
When I had to buy lunch in the afternoon, I went back to the pharmacy with burnt smell lingering on my clothes.
Anyway, after dinner the guys wanted to have a drink. Decide, decide, decide! We ended up in Chili's KLCC (which was one of the "suggested venue" for dinner actually - Keat said since we're going to fork out that amount of money on Chili's, we may as well try something different. That's why we went to Viet Passion). Texas fries not on the menu anymore but the waiter said it can be done! Yay for good service.
At least better than the last time (pfft!) when I went there to have lunch with LyeChan & WaiKoon.

We left KLCC before 12am, I think(?), and went back to LC's place. Showered (so nice! Sticky the whole day ady) and chilled out drinking lots of water. *hehe*
While waiting for LC to finish her shower, WK arrived. *haha* I demanded his name, job, reason for visit and income tax number (don't know why I asked that!) before opening the door. Of course, it's all talk only lah! We played Scrabble till about 2.30am? It was somewhere there and I was somewhere near la-la land. She then drew me a map to get to TexasInstruments so I could pick her up after her meeting the day (later) after to go lepak.
When I woke up at about 9am (but then snoozed for another 15minutes), my eyes all bengkak and tired. *hehe* Staying up is definitely not for me anymore. I don't know how LC could do it (pity her in a way *hehe*) - waking up for an 8am meeting. GARGH. I would have died. *heh*

On Friday, the first thing we did? Went to SeriMaya's show unit! I didn't know I would actually do what I say I want to do! *hehe* But since the place is so near TI (and LC was also interested to go see how it's like - she likes SeriMaya, too! And Keat is preparing to buy a unit there ady!) - off we go! It was just so lovely! *sigh* And so far from what I can afford. Actually, I can afford - the instalments. *hehe* Unfortunately no lump sum of money to pay for the downpayment. Hmmm...already tried asking mom *hehe* and she said no. Sake chee kay again. Am really keen on Savanna, which is due to complete in 2007(what they say at showunit)/2008(what they say in the newspaper).
Went GreatEasternMall had lunch, tried to convince WK to go to the showunit. *hehe* Left for KLCC after lunch to watch Bewitched. We arrived about 2.15pm. Show scheduled to start 2.05pm. We bought the tickets, went into the cinema just in time to catch the start of the show. Unfortunately, don't know what technical difficulties they had - which they only announced that they can't rectify it after AN HOUR into the show. Rather disappointed. LC wanted to shop for facecare and I tagged along to "8". *hehe* SKII had a promotion - so tempted to get it. Was theeeeeeeeeeeees close. Promotion ends 31st August. Only with Parkson, I think.
Felt bad for just dumping LC on her own so that I could leave for my appointment in OneU but ehmm...like LC said, it's a sensible choice because of the jam.
I was stuck in a jam because I didn't know my way well enough in KL. My car's fuel was low but my bladder was full! It's really frustrating y'know. Ended up in OneU only at near 8pm!!! Never been so glad to go into a public toilet. *hehe* Dinner (sorry didn't even have a slice of cake for you, Hoey!) for an hour and a half then we decided to leave. Everyone seemed tired and I had to come back to Seremban. I arrived home about 15minutes to 12am.

On Saturday it was work from 10am to 9pm. Boss couldn't make it out to the pharmacy to help in closing up so I had to do it all by myself! WAH!

Today, was late for service because I was soooooo tired! *boohoohoo!*
[One part of the sermon was so funny. The speaker spoke about tithing and gave an example - We pray for protection but don't want to pay protection money. How? - although it's not true lah! It was just funny to see it in that light - which rings a bell in a way. If you don't give your tithes, how can you expect God to bless you? It's not that God will not bless you if you don't tithe but you yourself will withold God from blessing you abundantly. God don't need your money. HE gave you your money, it's just to see if you're willing to make a commitment, to part with what the world see as most important (and I admit, I sometimes see it as most important, too!). No man can judge us on whether we tithe or not - it's only between God and us.]
Then we had choir practice and the re-evaluation. Wasn't nervous initally but when I see the rest asking, "Eh! How? How?" on our breathing and panting - I got nervous, too! *hehe* In the end, it wasn't that scary but felt like an audition. Four "judges" sat in front of you while you stand - answering questions and singing. JoFo messaged me to ask how was it but I think we're not supposed to tell those who've not been through this re-evaluation what happened during the session. I just said don't worry, just be honest. I was soooo honest with the last question (was it the last question? I forget) - asking whether I spend any quality time outside church to practice. I said no. They asked for reason(s). I answered, "Frankly - laziness". I look forward for a change!

Another full day tomorrow. So tired/sleepy! *yawn*

It's like passing the baton!

Except that the "baton" is me and the "people" passing the baton around are actually the phases I'm going through.

It's mad mad mad!

Firstly, I wanted to go travel by working as a stewardess (laugh all you want lah!).

Second, going mad thinking about moving to KL.

Then it was should-go-when-I'm-still-young-and-able's phase when I wanted to go to UK to work.

After that I thought about studying again - studying something completely different from what I graduated in. Something I really wanted. Then I couldn't decide what I really wanted and blame it on my life of decisions-made-by-parents-all-the-time-that-I-cannot-make-decision-on-my-own-now.

Then it was getting a job that has nothing to do with pharmacy but plenty to do with what I WANT to do. So it goes back in a circle of being a stewardess, going to KL, going to UK, studying, etc. Vicious.

Now to add a new "link" - I want to have my own property! My own space, my own pad - whatever you call it. I've been looking through adverts in newspapers, classifieds, online forums (to learn more about which developer's better, which property better, better rental yields, investment values, future sale value, etc.), websites...anything that I could get my hands (or eyes) on. I'm just theeeeeeeeeeeeeees close to taking days off and running off to KL to view those few condominiums that I have in mind.

I think I'm not the only one. When I told JoFo that my current job situation is God-sent (perfect timing), that this would then give me time to save money (buy property in the future when I decide to move to KL so I need not pay rent but instead pay instalments), she told me, "Hey! I want to buy property, too! Where where? I like Damansara area." *hehe*

I would really like to have my own place by the time I turn 26. That gives me about 2 years plus. The problem is that I think I've found just the spot that I want. At the moment it's still affordable but I've no money for downpayment. *hehe* By the time I have the moolah, I think it won't be this cheap anymore. *sigh* How? That's why I'm going bonkers. *hehe*

La la la la!

And some say most probably I've inhaled too much dust particles.

And the week starts again

I am beginning to dread Mondays. My only consolation is that I only have 6 more Mondays to go with this current job. *hehe* I mean, I don't dread the people I work with but the people I have to see every Monday. The one particular customer that I could not wait to get away from comes in every Monday and says, "Can you please test my sweetness?" My skin crawls everytime I hear that. I know he comes in for his glucose checks but it's just really...creepy/disgusting to hear that "question". *brrrr!*

Yesterday was my last free Saturday for this month. JS is going for a break one of the weekends and I'll be standing in for him. *hehe* I actually don't mind working extra hours just to end earlier, y'know.

I'm still waiting for my offer call/letter to come. What if they change their minds? *eeeps!* Anyway, it was a rather stressful wait. I couldn't tahan anymore that's why I made the call on Thursday to ask of the result.

FeR : Hello. Good morning Madam S, it's Jennifer here.
Her : Hello. Yes? Jennifer from where?
*FeR dies. How can you forget me? Does this mean I don't get the job?*
FeR : Err...Jennifer who came for the interview the other day?
Her : Oh yes! Can I help you?
This really means I don't get the job right?! What sort of a question is that?
FeR : I called to ask about the result of the interview, how was it?
Her : Oh, it was very good! It went well.
What? What does that mean? *bengang*
FeR : Ermm...so do I get the job?
I have to go to this level of asking so directly.
Her : Ah yes! I can verbally inform you now we're hiring you but just waiting for the offer draft.


Phew!!! Although I've got the news now but I'm still not that "whooopeeee" yet because I don't know what terms they are offering. I'm happy because now I see that this would be the best arrangement (to work in KLIA and stay in Seremban) but I'm still worrying about when will they send me the official offer letter because I need to turn down the other job. *yikes*

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Friday we started with an introduction to the 10 Commandments. I've not been to Aunty Jenny's place for such a long time! Well...it feels like it. Kakak is not coming back! She decided not to (at the last minute, I would say, because before she left I asked if she's coming back and she said yes!) after going back to Indonesia for her child's (forgot was it son or daughter) wedding. We're going to miss her. Cell has definitely got to have finger food and be strict with it! Unless Hazel's going to come up with a cleaning up roster. *hehe* Quite an idea, no?





<< New door! Very very much nicer than the previous one!
>> New arrangement outside on the porch. Cozy!


<< "Uncle" Paul - our cell leader
>> Uncle Mike and Aunty Jenny - so gracious to open their house for CG every week!

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There were some slip-ups during my "shopping trip" yesterday. Korkor asked me to bring SK out to shop. I wanted to spend time with Anson also, since it being the only Saturday I'm free in August to lepak. At the last minute SK didn't want to go because she didn't want to be a "light bulb".
GARGH!
If I didn't want you to come along, I would have said so. For all you know, Anson was the one feeling like the odd ball. I don't understand. We went all the way from Hartamas to Subang to pick her but she didn't want to go. We could have used the Penchala Link to go to OneU but we went to Subang so that she can come with us - she said she's not been to OneU since new wing opened. Tak faham.
I had a cheque for korkor so I thought since we're going to Subang to pick her, we could also pass the cheque to korkor. He wanted to sleep in and didn't want to go out. Poor SK stayed home to clear her things. What a way to spend her day.
Anson was all geared up - we set off to Subang (I didn't know where was korkor's new place so I had to keep calling him up for directions. If I knew Mr-Hissy-Fit would act up, I would have gone alone. I hate being stuck in the middle. He said my brother was "lazy" to give directions half-way (in a way, my brother didn't give very clear instructions. Just told me go to USJ 3C and look for house number 11A). We ended up in front of a house (looked very "lived-in" and homey) with a Honday City. It was 11A what! Called korkor and he said, "11A/5". We were at 11A/4. Pfft.
Anson kept getting phone calls and he was driving. So we had to look for the house, look out for the road signs (thank goodness they have that!) and I think because of the multi-tasking/phone calls, Anson got fed-up. I don't mind looking for the house. It would only take a little longer - it's not that big of an area. Nope. Mr-Hissy-Fit decided to flare up and started scolding saying, "Why is your brother so lazy? Is this how he gives direction?!"
When I arrived, Anson sits in the car looking at the HarveyNorman brochure (He says, "I don't want to go down. I'm very angry"). SK refused to come with us. Okay. Korkor came out saying, "He's just going to sit in the car? That's just disrespectful."
Both angry at one another and that's even without speaking to each other! Pfft! So difficult to please. Mr-Hissy-Fit said, "I feel like a slave. If you just came to Subang to pass the letter to your brother, you should have just posted it. It's much cheaper!"
No prize guessing why my "shopping trip" turned upside down (minus the HUGE fact that I didn't have the money to shop and it was korkor who offered to pay for new work clothes - and he didn't give me any *hah!*) - even if I had the money, mood sudah hilang. *grump*

Apparently Anson had money for me to shop. He told me if my brother didn't give me any (I was doubtful korkor would keep to his word because many times I kena con already), he would give me the RM300 to shop. Frankly, I didn't believe him either. *hehe* I didn't get anything. I was really pissed. I refuse to look at things but Anson got a pair of new shoes and a set of clothes. We had Lecka-Lecka (Hazelnut & Bacio?) and that made me feel wee bit better.
He told me his plan was to take me shopping that day. Plan was messed up. So he gave me the money instead but I didn't take it. He's not working anymore. He decided he wants to do his own business and the first step was to own the tea-coffee business. He bought back the shares from V and is working with his dad and EK.
Somehow I feel uncomfortable taking money from him. Although I would say out loud all the time, "Ya! Gimme money to shop! Buy this for me, buy that for me!" but I could never really do it. Is that silly? I just worry that if I take it, he may need it for urgent/serious matters later on. Perhaps when it's my birthday I won't feel so bad! *heh!*

He can be unpredictable sometimes.

Oh well. I don't have new clothes but at least I won't be wearing new clothes while Anson thinks of where to get money for his next car instalment. I don't want to be a selfish pig.


Look at this pig in my house! *hehe*

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Sudden thought - Does EVERY household in Malaysia has Milo?

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For choir today, we practiced "All for Love" (choir doing back-up).


Verse 1
All for love a Father gave
For only God could make a way
All for love the Heavens cried
For love was crucified

Pre-Chorus
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
Still You forgive, if only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me
Chorus
Everything I need is You
My Beginning, my Forever
Everything I need is You

Verse 2
Let me sing all for love
I will join the angel song
Ever Holy is the Lord
King of Glory, King of All

Verse 3
All for love a Saviour prayed
Abba Father have Your way
Though they know not what they do
Let the Cross draw man to You


Selwyn is taking Verse2 and Joshua is singing Verse3. Impressive! Although we giggle at how he sings but he sounds great! And the Alto's...they really give the whole song a boost. We Soprano's only sing the melody, they make it melodious. *hehe!* Not easy, y'know.
Lovely song! If I was not as broke as I am this month, I would have grabbed the CD Hazel offered today. *sigh* Perhaps next month?

Old Brinks

My dear dog is looking like a grandpa! His eyelashes aren't all golden anymore! You can see white hair! Sometimes I forget how much I love him. We spent some quality time together in the hall today - me reading and he watching TV (Bewitched and The Nanny). Although he looks older, he's still as manja as always. Love you!



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Completely irrelevant but this is my cousin Averly. This was taken after Sunday Service last week (where I had to skip choir! Eeeps!) - I took Aunt Janet, Averly and Edwin to the laksa place in Kemayan Square. Initially Aunt J wanted to the char koay teow at Permai3 but it was closed! They were hungry, they don't take beef so that was the nearest place I could think of that didn't cost a bomb, fast (enough) and that was air-conditioned. It was a hot day!


The "mou ying sau" ("shadowless hand") was Aunt J's. *heh!*

Tired

When I re-read my previous posts about job hunting, I get so irritated. I am SO FICKLE! And whiny. Oh no! Sometimes I don't blame Anson for saying that I'm indecisive. I am, very. I got defensive at that point but now I can see where he's coming from.

Apart from being fickle minded about jobs (one minute swooning over job in Subang, the other minute crying over whether I can still stay in Seremban to work, one minute saying this job in KL is to die for/a must have/a good company to work with...the other minute I'm raving about this job saying all the same things. Sheesh!), I was also very wishy-washy. What's that word? Ah yes! Emotional. I suspect I may have bipolar disorder! *blergh* One minute experiencing mania from job news, the other second being depressive from no job news. Pfft.

All in all, I think I'm pretty much happy-normal now? Hmmm. I can't put a finger on it yet. I'm happy because I think I'm still going to stay in Seremban (no need for rentals! Only house bills. Yay! Can still have Astro!). With a higher salary? I think so, too. I can only say so much because at the moment I've not been offered a figure. They asked me how much I wanted, I tell them. They want me for the job but have not given me more details on what's the job offer like. *fingers crossed*

Bottom line, God is good. He is very very very very extremely good to me. For reasons only He knows. I really don't deserve what I've been given but I'm thankful for it. I thank my cell members (and also Seremban Jaya cell! Thanks Rachel!) for the prayers - both times I asked for them to pray for me in getting a job reply, both times I got positive answers. Both interviews weren't even entirely professional-like. I don't have to go through second, third interviews. Perhaps it's a different "industry" so procedure is different.
He and I know that I don't deserve this. For the things I did and did not do. Yet I'm granted this. Grace. Abundant grace - for the things He gives that I do not deserve. Mercy. Immeasurable mercy - for the things He holds back, the things that I deserve. It's very meaningful.

Now that the jobs part is settled (90% settled), I can go back to thinking about when the parents would be back for good. The last email from mom mentioned end of 2006. I wonder if it's going to be real this time. *heh*
And I do hope to get my own place by the time I turn 26. *wheeeeeeeee!!!*

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For the new job, I need new clothes. I have *counts with fingers* about 5 appropriate shirts, only two are long sleeved. GH said the dress code was "formal attire" and I've got to have collared shirts. This is a good reason to shop! Since it's the Mega Sale thingy anyway! Down side is I don't have the moolah to shop.
Then I met korkor online. He asked me to go KL. To shop. To take SK shopping. And he's paying me. Apparently. I wonder if he would actually keep to his word this time. He offered RM300. Not bad. *keke*
Paid to go shopping. Quite a nice position to be in.

Bad day

It's not that bad but bad enough to kacau my mood. Hmmmph.

[Before that, Maxis is such a cheater! I think they should tell their customers when they change their call rates, no? Bugger. Only recently when I heard the "Only 15sen nationwide" that I realised their Maxis-to-Maxis rate has changed. I thought it was only for the Package 75 but it's for ALL the rate plans. He-lo? Initially they said it was 10sen a minute for Maxis-to-Maxis. I guess since the "war" is over they can up their prices again. Chee!]

Well, I think KLIA doesn't want me. After Friday's interview I was looking forward to work for them. I can stay in Seremban and I can work in a new environment. *shrugs* I guess now it's "no choice". *sob*

[Friend @ 4:52pm
I heard my post taken by a malay guy, satellite 1 taken by chinese girl. Is that u? How they offer? Deal? When start?
FeR - somewhat confused
Maybe they took another person. :-( no news from them also.i also kan chiong wanna ask u if they taking me but tot mayb 2early.oh well. :-) ]



Another thing that hurt me today was a comment from a customer. I know I shouldn't be offended or be really bothered by what people say but still! This guy came in asking for "the best pain killer" available. I was just doing my part asking him some questions and telling him about the different kinds available - wanting to explain that a lot of people think expensive = best. It's not like that all the time. In case if I give him something costly and it doesn't work for him, won't he be angry at me and say that I gave him some lau yah pain killers. Everyone reacts differently to different medication, you see.

"You ah, always have so many things to say. Just give me what I want lah! You know, you always have so much to say, you actually chase customers away! When I ask for the best drug, just give me the best one lah! No need to talk so much."

He said it in Cantonese and sounded more hurtful. I try to ask some questions and explain the logic to medication - what do I get? I don't know what these people want from me. I don't say anything, they say I am not doing my job. I explain a little more they raise their voice at me.

He actually raised his voice at me and gave me ugly stares before leaving the pharmacy.

"Lei sing yat dou kong hou dor yeh. Ngor kiu lei bei jui hou geh, lei jau loh jui hou geh bei ngor lah. Sai mat kong gom doh yeh. Mui yat chi lei dou gom dor yeh lei kong. Lei ji mm ji, lei gam lei kong hai kon jau hak zhai. Dou mm hai jou sang yi geh gam lei kong fatt."

So now I'm jobless and am bad at job. Hmmm...I mean now I'm bad in my job that's why I'm jobless. Heh.