I spout random stuffs on Friday. It's becoming a habit.

Damn! Is this a thing now? Is blogging becoming a thing so difficult for me to do? Even spouting off nonsense things? Bah! So I am giving my fingers free reign to type whatever things they want. Ok, fingers. Be free!

1. Eh. My man in a hole story had evolved to another paragraph. He had now 'homified' his home a bit, and dig tunnels to make rooms. I only started on the bedroom and lounge though. Kitchen next.

2. I had ran out of perfume. I am waiting for my mom to get back from Qatar and bring me the perfume I asked from my sister. In the mean time, I am searching for my other perfume laying somewhere around the house. So right now I am not smelling wangi which makes me sad. I do have my Annick Goutal though, but I can't bring myself to spray that everyday. That shit cost RM500 per bottle. I am wearing gold jeweleries that cost less than that. Shit, and now I sound like the bloggers that parade around their LVs and 'Couches' in the blog. Erase this from your memory. But I do have to add Annick Goutal perfume is super amazing. You sprayed it the night before, bangun pagi esok tu pon you are still smelling like you just sprayed the perfume. And I will still parade around my Sungai Wang bought bags in the blog. If I bought any. I haven't. But I did bought new clothes from Sungai Wang! Squeal! Oh God. I need to stop typing this paragraph now.

3. I am thinking to watch movie alone tonight but my husband frowned upon the idea. Not that he is afraid that anyone will hit on me or maybe I will hit on anyone. More like his tone of voice is like when I wave off the idea of asking anyone to join me, "Can't you be any weirder." But he doesn't mean in it in bad way, more like in an exasperating "Why you don't enjoy the company of people like any normal people do?." Oh, I didn't asked my husband because he already have other plans. Eh, how about we organize some movies outing on Friday. Who wants to come, come, but everybody buy their own tickets and sit anywhere they like to sit and no asking somebody else to buy your tickets unless you can come on time. BECAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT I HATE? Missing movie trailers. And secretly, I think people who hang out with me don't really like hanging out with me because I either bored them to death or irritated them to death.Or they plain. Just. Don't. Like. Me.

4. There's a career fair in Midvalley, perlu nak pergi ke?

Writing here Tuesday:

http://multipleeyes.blogspot.com/

As per usual

Was not in the mood

for blogging. Don't know but my mood was a little bit depressed. Probably because I found that I can't seem to breath going through the difficult project been assigned to me. But LETS (with a hysterical note) forget that for a moment, ok! So at the moment, I am listening to Devics which is always good at soothing me or lulling me to sleep. And do you know that Devics is considered as a dream pop group. Awesome genre. If I ever would fall in love with a group, the group SHOULD fall into a dream pop genre. Just seems apt. 

Oh, I started a story about a tiny man living in a hole, and so far he still lived in a hole because I only got to one paragraph. I have no idea where the story will lead to or if it will ever continue. 

I am always making stories in my head , very rarely it made it to paper because I just have too many damn interests including laziness occupying my time. Sometimes, I paused the story in my head and the characters will tap their feet waiting for me to remember them. Then after a time, when I am beginning to forget them, they will turn hazy and are lost wandering the land of Nothing-Absolutely-At-All-Is-Happening-To-Me. Then I too get stuck in that land. Which then I meet these characters again and they begin to tell their stories again. If I am feeling generous I will fabricate them a hasty ending. Some does not seems satisfied on the ending being given to them, but away they goes. Some, got lost so long forgot their stories and disappear as a mist of whispered words and promises of a rebirth in another character.

Ah, such is the life of an imaginary character living in my head. 

I think tomorrow I will put up a post with pics! I think!

I like breads

and disturbed by the Phoebe Prince case.

How to not have salespersons bugging your ass

1. Look like you're super pissed.

or

2. Act like you're super retarded.

May not get you many admiring glances, but you'll be happier walking around.


This tip is brought to you by Dils on the go, while waiting for her damn honeydew juice.

A simple tag

Dila tagged me. Been a while since I seen one around.

ARAHAN :
+BOLD the statements that ARE true to you.
+ITALICIZE the statements that you WISH were true.
+Leave the fibs alone.
+Then, tag 5 people to do the same test.

•170cm tall.
•I don’t know what I want at the moment.
•I’m not happy.
•I hate my friends.
•I hate my life.
•I hate my grades.
•I can drive.
•I’m bored of driving.
•I love dancing.
•I go clubbing every week.
•Shopping is bullshit.
•I have a tattoo of a star.
•I got my navel pierced.
•I have friends that take drugs.
•90% of my friends smoke.
•I still hang out with my ex, even though our break up was rather nasty.
•I'm studying Fashion.
•I have a business running.
•I hate cartoons.
•I hate someone.
•I have 10 Lollipops handbags.
•I buy CLEO every month.
•My parents don’t know about my blog.
•I have an iPod.
•I don’t have faith in the current “one”.
•My school mates know about my FB.
•I wanted to be a fashion designer.
•I love rock emo bands.
•I hate it when people cancel last minute meet ups.
•My parents have faith in me.
•I’ve bought shoes this month.
•A blogger bitched about me before.
•I hate sports.
•I heart Italian food.
•I hate meeting new people.
•I hate nail polish.
•The mother bear gives me hugs.
•People should start appreciating me.
•High school was the worst time of my life.
•I have red hair.
•One Utama is my second home.
•I’m a guy.
•I’m scared of my Biology result exam which I’m going to face someday tomorrow.
•I hate vacations.
•We’ll last :)
•I believe in long distance relationships.
•I’m going to get high and smoke weed one day soon.
•I’ve robbed an old lady.
•I’m starting to like applying make-up.
•I was a tomboy.
•At times I think I still am a tomboy.
•I love bitching about people behind their backs
•I still have a best friend.
•I have a cat.
•I hate surprise parties.
•I hate planning parties.
•I’m hot
•I’m a sinner.
•I’ve got a DS light.
•I have a Wii.
•I cant live without music.
•Video games are a waste of time.
•I miss the father bear.
•I love being in love.
•I know how to cook.
•Boys are assholes.
•I hate Math.
•I’m happy with what I have.
•I love horror films.
•I slept in my parents’ room for 3 days after watching Scream when I was a kid.
•My old friends keep in touch with me.
•I don't read newspapers.
•The news is such a waste of time.
•Blogging is a waste of time.
•I hate animals.
•I can't live without make-up
•I curse like a pirate.
•I’m happy with my 11 year old car.
•I hate people that are smart.
•I love Orange juice.
•I can’t drink for nuts.
•I believe that everyone in their teens have lost their virginity.
•I’ve got a new phone.
•I’m going to get a new pair of shoes by the end of this month.
•I love swimming.
•I haven’t worked out since March.
•I think I’m fat
•I love my friends and family

Who would like to do this?
Anyone who wants to update their blog, but can't think of a thing, so this is suitable for the moment, k.

Random Rabbles

I think Taye Diggs is kinda hot. Idina Menzel is a very lucky woman.

I hate breaking in a new shoe. But my new shoes look hot anyway.

I had finished watching HIMYM Season 1 - Season 4. It is indeed legend-Wait for it-ary. 

Went to the Sony Expo just now. Its fun if you like hanging around playing games and stuffs, and not if you're in a hurry.

My mouse is stupid. Malas betul nak beli mouse baru ok.

Ok. I am kinda bumming out that we had ran out of HIMYM eps to watch. Decided to wait for Season 5 to finish, so can marathon it. Just because Barney Stinson is not meant to be taken in moderation.

I run out of idea, and want to go home now.

Writing here Tuesday:

So just for fun, we posted up entries at this blog on a particular day. Mine is Tuesday, so today my post is here: http://multipleeyes.blogspot.com/2010/03/pretty-short-review-for-meh-book.html.

I was planning to write a review of that book here actually, but couldn't find a time to come with another post. But its fine anyway.

Late post for Sheema's Birthday Events

Macam biasa aku memang lembap bab-bab upload gamba ni. So here some chosen pics to go into this blog, and later in Facebook perhaps!

Last Saturday was Sheema's birthday. So we started our outing with Redbox karaoke. Di mana, mesti posing dulu amik gamba sebelum start menyanyi

Selepas puas melalak and an unsatisfactory meal at Redbox, we headed to Toastbox ke Mytoast for munchies and drinks to replenish our voice. Seriously we were kinda wiped out.

Then we headed to ice skating! But no pics! Boo! I am kicking myself that I do not at least take pics semasa kami-kami memakai skate. There were many, many, many slippery and unforgettable moments at the ice rink, which resulted in a few falls and wet jeans. Bah!

And later for dinnertime, Sheema telah membelanja kami at Fish & Co which is delicious. Terima Kasih, Sheema.

Oh, the ice skating experience leave a prolong mark' or injury to one of us, when Seri ended up in a hospital due to fractured bones sebab jatuh terjelepuk di ice rink . Tapiiii Seri, you have to admit that the ice skating is not a complete waste of time kan, kan, kan?

Seri says hi!

My new favorite site

see more funny facebook stuff!

I would think if you are typing while masturbating, it would be a masturbate fail. But then I had never participate in a sex chat.

Did I ever tell you how I try to participate in a sex chat, but failed because I was laughing so hard while shuddering? I don't know, if I ever did, but let me rehash the story. (I think I must have told to some of my friends)

I got into the internet back in 1998. It was fairly new at the time, and the thought that I can communicate with people from all around the world thrills me. Yes. I am not a boy, so I never care much about porn. But getting into the scary world of the WWW, you will be exposed to it anyway. Especially if you are new and a teenager.

Digressing. Like I said I like to chat. While everyone else was getting fired up on MiRC, at the time I got into Yahoo Chat and chatted with many, many people around the world. And I assure you, not only the Malaysian men/boys kept on asking for sex chat. Of course the phrase used then is cybersex. Is it still used now? I am no longer hip and cool. There was one time; an American, I think used the term " Do you want to Yahoo?" . Which meant cybersex. And I declined like all the other requests before me.

One bored day I got a little curious. I was wondering, how one actually 'do' a cybersex? I just want to see how it goes. So it goes something like

Boy in some part of the world: Hey you wanna cyber?

Me: Sure!

Boy: Great!

Me: Hmmm. This is my first time, so you need to teach me.
(Hmmm...I wonder if that got him fired up )

Boy: No worries. I will tell you what to do. First, go to your refrigerator and take a zucchini or a carrot.

Me: Why?

Boy: So you can slide it into your p****y ( There are some word that I just refused to type).

DilsUsernameAtTheTime had now logged out. 

I was aghast. I remembered thinking "Do people actually do that?" "Gah, gah, gah, gah, gah, gah!" while laughing hysterically. It just seems painful to me. And a gross misconduct and abuse to a vegetable. While it was tempting to let him go on and on but even now being 27 and married, I don't really want to know what people would suggest another person do to a zucchini.

But hey, I kinda missed chatting with random people around the world. But from what I know with webcams and everything, the chat world had gotten a whole lot more scarier. Its not all bad then. I used to get a Christmas card from some random dude I used to chat regularly with living in London. He is either a gym instructor or a gym enthusiast because he kept on mentioning doing weights. He got the most abysmal handwriting I had ever seen but still it was nice of him.

Ranting, meandering...the usual

I am drawing at a blank to blog. So random time! Just felt the need to blog because last post is too depressing to be left for long. 

Gossip Girl rant

Season 3 is so lacklustre. I am not sure because Blair and Chuck is together, but maybe because they have not tap into Blair and Chuck awesomeness. I am also quite sick of Serena sleeping around. Whenever people asked her to stop having sex, she will go all doe eyed and pouty and agreed but in the next 30 secs lost her pant in the process. Why are you writing her as such a dumb slut, show? Does Serena have absolutely no control over her libido?

Kitties

Kurap sekarang sudah sangat gemok. I need to show some pics, but really she is becoming obese. I guess I didn't played with her enough which is why I let her play with Fasha, still I guess she needed more exercise. And Fasha looks so emaciated, I am planning to coop her up this weekend to fatten her up a bit. She looked like nobody is feeding her. I looked at the stray cats around the backyard, they are even fatter than Fasha. If it continues, a trip to the vet is needed.

Shopping

I am feeling like membeli some shoes, hermmmm... it had been a while since a need to shop for shoes and handbags are lit up inside me. It felt foreign, yet welcoming but frightening. Haha! I also need to stop buying books and wait until I finish reading what I bought then continue to buy them again. I used to re-read Anne series every year, without fail! Because I don't have any money to buy books then back in college days (but I can still buy clothes), I re-read many books that I had. I am feeling like I missed my Anne books. The books are a bit preachy, but it does keep me inspired. 

And the thing aside from the multitudes of clothes that I have, ( my husband lament that I took 3/4 of the big closet and left him with a tiny space. Eh, you are a dude ) I realized that most clothes that I had are oldddd. Seriously they are even some shirts from when I was 14, that I am still wearing at least to the grocery stores. Hoh! And most of the clothes there, I have had them since the end of Form 5. My baju kurung, my jalan-jalan clothes, my jeans. And the thing is I noticed that I usually kept on wearing these old clothes and loathe to wear my new one. And my jeans, I seriously need to buy new jeans. The last time I bought a jeans was when I was 8 kg heavier. If I wear them now, I only needed to unbelt it and it would drop to the floor. But I still keep it because I am not delusional to think that I will be kurus (ok, moderately less tembam) forever.. Damn! That make the fried chicken I wanting to buy today for lunch as a bad idea.

the "What If" of today

Supposedly my EDD was today. ( To the uninformed, it is Expected Delivery Date).

You know that we should not really think about the "What If's", but it seems such a good activity to be doing while spacing out, especially when stuck in jam. Curses the jam!

I don't feel bitter that I lost the pregnancy. I think I took it pretty well. Something are just not meant to be.

But it feels weird nonetheless, sometimes I like to sound it out to my husband. Like, at this particular time, if "that" didn't happened, I will probably be bitching to him about how fat I look. ( Not that I still don't bitch about how I think I look fat). Or if "that" didn't happened, I would probably have a kid around the same age as this and this. Or how changed our life would be.

Dangerous, these "what if" is. Like I said, its a bit weird.

Anyway, I am not particularly sad , I am just feeling like today could turn out differently but it do not. Maybe a tad bit melancholy. .

The past request you as a friend

Ya know, an old scandal/crush,( I don't even know how to categorize it)  requested me as a friend on FB recently. 

I know it had been years since we last talk but the last time we had our interaction, he left me with a bad taste in my mouth. And I DO NOT meant that literally. And to see that he also sent me a message with a jovial-like tone to it like nothing is wrong and not that he was a jerk to me, make me feels mad. I blogged about my last interaction with him somewhere in my blog. Back then, 'category/labels' had not been invented yet, (or I haven't start using it) so it is going to be time consuming digging through all the entries.

Anyway, I do not feel like adding him to my list of friends. However I hit the "Accept" button anyway. Or is it "confirm"? Can't really confirm since Facebook is block at the office. 

But I am not worrying. I also know why I accept the request anyway. 

1. I am curious what he is doing now and if he is married/engaged/single.

2. Curious what he looks like nowadays. And am feeling satisfied that we lost contact for a few years because he looks like a douche now.  I may stand a jerk or a douche. But not both. 

3. He would cease communication with me once he know that I am married.

So I believe that's that for this story.

Oscars thoughts churned out loud

Because the Oscars had just passed by so am feeling a bit excited. A little bit about the Oscars.

The awards ceremony

Missed the NPH opening songs, which is a shame!

It was a WTF-had-happened moment, when the Best Documentary Short speech was "Kanye West" (everyone seems to be calling it that). It was incredibly funny seeing the guy standing there with a look like " I would strangle this woman but I'm on TV" and the woman continue to yammer on.

I like that "Paranormal Activity" spoof. I think it was hilarious. 

While it was certainly nice to see the horror montage, I questioned why Jaws, Silence of the Lambs and Edward Scissorhands are thrown in the mix. And Twilight is not a horror movie!!! Calling it a supernatural love story is more appropriate. I most certainly love seeing The Blob montage. That movie was awesomely B-movieish. As also The Slugs. And The Hand. Which comes to another point, that I am most certainly ANTICIPATING the new Freddy Krueger movie.

I covet that woman who won Costume Design award, look. I love, love, love her hat/headpiece. I think its a hat. But on second thought it maybe a headpiece because it seems so stuck to her hair? But I love it anyway Ok. Its a shiny beret and its awesome! .

While I do reasonably like Barbara Streisand, I hate her last night when she presents the Best Director .. "for the first time ever...it could be a woman, it could be a African-American", so the other people don't matter? 

Up is deserving of its Best Original Score. Whenever I heard that song, I feel like ballroom dancing, even though I don't know how.

The fashion. 

People may hate on Zoe Saldana dress. But I. LOVE. IT. I wish there were more fluffy balls of pouffi-ness around her dress! I would totally wear that going up and down the stairs 30 times just to see it bounce around me. AND THAT WOULD TOTALLY MAKE A GOOD WORKOUT REGIME!

The trends on a strapless dress is really making me weary. Especially for wedding dresses. Most wedding dresses that I seen in blogs and weddings (western style I meant) always push for strapless. And some of the women choosing to wear this strapless dress, their breasts looks sad and droopy (yes, I can call it because it does seems to look that way). An example of an Oscar strapless dress that is a a bit ugh

 Not that it is terrible, it just seems unsuitable for her.


And I kinda am digging Diane Kruger ruffles and chiffon dress.. 

The movies itself. 

I usually watch the movies after the award itself. But the only movies I really want to watch are The Hurt Locker, An Education and Up In The Air. So tengok la bile I got the chance.



Credits: 
Zoe Saldana: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/03/07/zoe-saldana-oscars-2010-p_n_489298.html
Miley Cyrus: http://www.popeater.com/2010/03/07/miley-cyrus-oscars-dress/ 
Diane Kruger:  http://www.usmagazine.com/stylebeauty/news/love-it-or-hate-it-diane-krugers-oscar-gown-201083

In summary: Jdo

A few days back, I had finally finished watching a jdorama titled Around 40. Took me several months to finish it. I started with Around 40, but then I started watching Mei-Chan no Shitsuji and was distracted by Mizushima Hiro cuteness and abandoned Around 40 and watched Mei-Chan no Shitsuji. 

So I am now itching to find a new jdo to watch. I don't have any point of reference, and I couldn't be bothered to google which is the best and so and so. My never fail method is DramaWiki the name of the actor or actress that I enjoyed watching in past jdo and downloaded it and hope it don't sucks.

Then I find myself bothered by a niggling little detail. The boys that I like to watch in jdo nowadays, mostly their birth year is after 1982. And the girls! Don't let me start on that. Some are even born on the 90s. Gah! I feel old! I am old! I am too old to be drooling over Mizushima Hiro or Yamapi.

I looked at the 'older girls' of jdo that I like to watch like Nakama Yukie and Esumi Makiko, and some of their jdo are about relationship about wife and their mom-in-law. Bah! Is there no interesting roles to give to older women in Japan?

And I don't like Kyoko Fukada ever since that God Gives Me More Time debacle of a jdo. Hate, hate, hate that jdo. I tried to like her in S.O.S. but found myself wishing that the character had been frostbitten to death at the end of the series. (there was a scene where the characters are stuck in a snowstorm, I think. I may had gotten confused with HYD 2. )

So I made it a point nowadays to check out the jdo that have Nakama Yukie, Naohito Fujiki and Esumi Makiko on them. I love anything that have Nakama Yukie (she's so pretty even if she's a bit kayu) and Esumi Makiko (she have such grace and elegance to her that I find attractive) and of course Naohito Fujiki, whom I first watched on Love Revolution. At least I can gaze dreamily on Naohito Fujiki appropriately without a sudden start in realization that the guy is wayyy younger than me.

Whenever I think of Naohito Fujiki, I always remembered Love Revolution. That is my absolute fav show ever. Ohhh. That show gives me goosebumps and butterflies even to this day. There is something so sweet about the jdo. And I fell head over heels with Naohito Fujiki. Especially the part when he called out the heroine name, all lilting and teasing. I swear I could have swoon, if I let myself.

Hmmm. Initially was planning to dedicate a whole post about Love Revolution, however all I could think about is love, butterflies, amazing, love, love, love.

So I am wrapping up this mess of a post about jdo, by saying I am downloading Untouchable starring Nakama Yukie and waiting for Naka nai to Kimeta Hi ( already out but no subs, starring Eikura Nana who is so cute and Naohito Fujiki !!! Both of them better not hook up in this jdo or I would be pissed. ) and Wagaya no Rekishi that have a lot of actors and actresses that I like. 

p/s: Well, this post is most certainly link busy. I couldn't be bothered to download pics for your amusement. There were too many jdos, actors and actresses that I had mentioned. 

p/s 2: Maybe I can do a bit of a post on Hana Yori Dango later. Hurmmmm. 

Really short updates

I really wants to blog. But I am really super sleepy so will post random short stuffs instead. Did they put some sleeping drugs in this Shilin Taiwan XXL Fried Chicken. I ate only half of it, because I am too kenyang to finish it. It is really big! Will leave it for dinner.

Just started to watch How I Met Your Mother (HIMYM) And it is freaking hilarious! That lady in Siem Reap (I bought the dvd there) was right, it is really funny and her words were "I couldn't stop watching". True, true. Before going to work today, I manage to watch 2 eps even.

Fables Vol 13 is now out! Am so excited! And it looks thick! I saw it at Borders today, but bought something else

Why is it soo hard to get avocado juice ar? Is it a seasonal fruit or what?

The book that I bought from Borders today. Tada!

I am going to balut it, and caress it, and read it! By the way, the price at the back was 63.80RM, but with 20% off if bought another thing, (which I bought Cleo as a frivolous purchase), both magazine and book cost RM48.88. Cheaper than the Alice in Wonderland tickets I bought. Hoh!

Oh yeah, I had bought Alice in Wonderland movie tickets to watch this Friday. In 3D somemore. Never watch a 3D thingies before so I'm a bit jakun. However, I hope I will not puke like my colleague did (seems like she can't stand 3D when watching Avatar and ran out to the bathroom to puke).

Randomness

One-ness

I am feeling old because I am feeling sick and felt inclined to tell ALL people what ails me like old people tends to do. Then suddenly I remembered my arwah grandmother who had paranoia and used to think that every single noise in the dead of the night was created solely in purpose to annoy/frightened/drive her further into paranoia.

I missed my grandmother. I reserved the right when I am old and cranky to spew out any nonsense I can, not (just) because I have paranoia, but just because I can.

Two-ness

My eyes caught a news item mentioning NUBE is collecting signatures to petition government in increasing the maternity leave from 60 days to 90 days. Anything that promotes holiday, I am all for it! Honestly, I was shocked to learn that Malaysia maternity leave (private sectors mostly), is only at 60 days. I really did thought before this that the maternity leave is 90 days minimum. (Nampak sangat tak baca employment contract betul-betul. Hehe). The thing is, I was browsing though people opinions regarding the matter and came across a blog where there was a discussion going on where the women commenting on it turned the topic to breastfeeding. Mainly their mad hate to women who bottle feed their babies.

Honestly, reading a few mummy blogs here and there, the hate towards women who don't breastfeed their children is ridiculous. You would think that these women are accusing that bottle-feeding is equivalent to giving babies cyanide. If I ever have a child and the need to bottle feed the baby ever arise, I would be afraid to buy baby formula milk in fear of women around the supermarket would suddenly come up together as a mob, pulled me by the hair outside and throw stones at me for abusing my poor child, Malena style.

Three-ness

Oh, today on the way to lunch I was walking behind a woman wearing skirt. As per usual, I am walking and reading at the same time and I noticed that a man staring intently at the woman in front of me. Which I then noticed the incredibly high slit at the back of her skirt almost to her buttocks. Suffice to say, I didn't continue my reading. I am totally perverted, I know. But seriously, a slit that high,  you just have to look .  It took me a while to snap out of my reverie , so I then walked a bit faster to walk ahead of her so that I would not be caught ogling at another person butts. Though I am sure people would only notice THE SLIT if they are behind her too.

Four-ness

Have now stopped using Himalaya skin products. It was ok at first, then after about a month, pimples come up like they are having a party. Gah! Not that I have baby smooth face, tapi the pimples come up reasonably. Sebelum period, pimples come up 1 or 2 at most. Fine. Its the course of life, womanhood, bla bla bla. But when I have 4 and 5 coming up at the same time, mulalah aku berdrama. I used my brother Oxy face wash first, and the pimples had back a retreat and continuing using Simple again . Bah!

Things seems to be moving slowly today huh?

Am really lazy today. Can't wait for the 3 days hols. Then no more public hols till May. Boo! Gotten  anemail on some impending works, and am afraid its gonna be more busy for me in a few days time, so better start blogging now, spewing some random stuffs out would work.

I am feeling shaky all day too. Nothing to it, probably would be ok tomorrow.

Had now move into the house. The kitchen is completed, I don't feel like showing pics because it just a place to cook and wash plates, and also a laundry area plus drying area plus kitties area. Want to see, come over to my house~! I can't cook (for people digestion, for my own I am fine with it) but at least I will have drinks.

Speaking of kitties, last night was my first night at the house. And just I was about to doze into sleep, I noticed at our bedroom window, this silhouette (bayang-bayang). 

 A poorly drawn depiction of Fasha hanging onto the grills. I didn't draw the grills, its not the focal point here.

She climbed up to the first floor of our bedroom window and demanded to be let in by mewing. So  when we let her in, she asked to be let out to go at the back of the house. Mengada ok. So I left the window ajar a bit before going back to bed again, so she can climb up again at the dead of the night and let herself in easily. Kurap we already had settled in our room, because she get agitated if there is no human around so she was sleeping on the bedside table beside me. But I woke up to the sound of Fasha in the room and when she realized I am awake, she quickly jump on the bed to bite me to let me know  " I wanna go outside now , thank you very much."

It feels weird having a whole house to our own. I am used living with my sisters or friends or family that a house with only the both of us, feels very grown uppish, and I myself am feeling like playing house. Ah well, the bad thing is housekeeping chores are on me now. Bah!

CNY trips like many other before me

So, I had finally made it to Cameron Highlands after 17 years last I had step there.

Nothing to say much here because I am sure many of you had gone there and know your way and experience more than me. As I make the trip , reached there morning and going back late afternoon.

Before even reaching Cameron I needed to make scenic stops to go to the restrooms. 

Above picture 1: Ridiculously 3 cute same colored cats whom were mewing quite loudly and is just so cute I wish I can adopt them all.

Above picture 2: A lovely sungai that make me wish I can dip in tapi tak sempat sebab nak gi Cameron. 

Above picture 3: A ridiculously lovely view from my toilet stall. I doubt there is a more scenic views in a toilet stall anywhere else. 

We reached Cameron at 10 am, after departing from KL close to 6 am. Massive jam ok. Memula rase nak patah balik je. Tayar bas tercabut, jam. Kete rusak, jam. Kete kena saman polis, jam. So we didn't make it in time to my husband's favorite breakfast spot there. Sampai-sampai je makcik tu cakap brusquely "Dah habis."

Muka monyok tak dapat makan roti canai dari kedai kesukaan. Aku ok je, asal makan. Went to Butterfly Farm. Nothing much to see, ok enough place. The butterflies dying all around was freaking me out a bit. But I find this dude looking out so haughtily, that I like him instantaneously and just have to show you guys him handsome profile.

There are similar dudes (lizards whatisname) like this in this pose around the glass case, but he stands out among the rest. 

Went to BOH tea centre where the road condition there almost make me faint in my fear of heights. 

Did the usual things, go take pics, factory tour, eat scones and drink tea at the cafe.

Got back, and just before buying loads of veggies at Kea Farm, drink strawberry juice and eat cakes with strawberries. Love the juice, the cake, is cake with strawberries. But the cakes is not that nice. 

Then we went to Ipoh straight away and have a massive of a headache trying to find a suitable room at a hotel that don't burn a hole at my pocket. Initially planning to stay at Casuarina (now named Impiana... bah.. I like the name Casuarina. Impiana is too generic ), but the room while the price is OK, the hotel served no complimentary breakfast. NOOOOO. A Malaysian hotel that don't include complimentary breakfast is a NO-NO in my book. I mean, you basically expect it to be mandatory. So we went to another hotel, Rega Lodge I think, (not before stopping at Regent Tower Hotel and was aghast to find out the room price at RM350++ for a basic 2 single bed per night. )

After lounging around and contemplating where to eat, we went to Kinta City for the sizzling mee. Favorite haunt during uni days.

Of course I forgot since the last time I went there that the stall now had changed its kuah a bit (I think they make it more watery which makes it meh, when previously it was awesome). Next time, I will REMEMBER that this sizzling mee had now become subpar and go to other place to eat.

And in the morning, after a substantial and satisfying buffet breakfast at the hotel, I went to the pasar pagi Ipoh, which I love, love, love because the junks that are being sold there is junk worthy and makes it nice to look and reminisce. 

I also looked for the stall that used to sell old books but couldn't find it anymore. Bah~! Am bummed but not too bummed because the night before I manage to go to Novel Hut at Ipoh Parade and bought 4 books ( 3 children's book, the other the famous To Kill A Mockingbird which I never read) all for RM24. Yeay!

Then we checked out to go to my ex-classmate wedding at Ayer Tawar. Selamat Pengantin Baru Pian! *waves hand at Pian even though he didn't read my blog*

Straight back to home afterwards. We did drive past UTP, but didn't stop and went through Batu Gajah to reminisce.

God, it had been 5 years since I got out from UTP? Seems like just last year we were traipsing to KFC at Batu Gajah whenever we had some KFC cravings. Now there is even a KFC at Taman Maju! Hoh!

Its been a while since I blog

Thinking to upload pics but then this laptop sucks so I need to get back at home first to edit my pic then posted it up.

Boring betul balik keje ni and the office is empty. Not really empty because boss is here. And my computer is also acting up. Idiot computer.

Was wanting to write some sorta review for a book, but I am feeling lazy so I am gonna skipped that, and hell, let me just write briefly that The Golden Compass trilogies of book: The Northern Lights, The Subtle Knife and The Amber Spyglass is awesomely complicated, somewhat disturbing sometimes and somewhat inappropriate read for children.

The first book was a lightweight, but by second and third it got heavy and there is nothing cheerful going on its a bit depressing. There's a lot of death among the characters children included so its not the usual children books that are  happy, happy, joy, joy.

But it is interesting and engrossing. But for me to believe that at age 13, you can experience A LOVE LIKE NO OTHER is a bit far fetched. Thinking again, Romeo and Juliet was written as 13 (Juliet) and 15 (Romeo). Though some do said both are twelve then. Hoh.

Later.