OH MY GOD!!!
I didn't realise that it's been that long since I last updated my blog. Not that there's nothing to be said but just procrastination works in "wondrous" ways. Plus the fact that we all know when the blogging bug strikes you can just go on and on and on. But when it doesn't...well...just say that it's a bit of a literary dry spell.
OK...
Now, why have I sprang back and decided to fill my lonely little blog with a bit of information? That's because I'm bored...and I'm trying to get myself doing something which will take my mind off the stupid itch, as a result from none other than, chickenpox.
Laugh all you like, people out there! Mind you don't choke when you snigger at me. But finally, I've got the thing that I've been dreading for years, worse as it goes by, and this doesn't get any better. The ultimate sign had to appear on Christmas morning, and there goes my nice little Christmas plans that I've been looking forward to.
I don't mind the blisters being there and all, and the fact that my throat feels so tight and dry that I can hardly drink water. But the itch...OMG, the itch!!!
IT IS KILLING ME!!!
And since I don't wanna risk having crater like pockmarks for the rest of my life, I'm wriggling like a worm in the hours when I'm awake, and pretending that the nothing is going on when I'm asleep.
I seriously can't wait for this to be over. It had better be soon.
ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Friday 26 December 2008
Wednesday 20 August 2008
Saturday 2 August 2008
What the....!!!!!!!!
Why is it that I can't open my own page??!?!?!??!?!
"Internet Explorer cannot open the Internet site http://hope-yilin.blogspot.com/. Operation aborted."
WHY??!?!?!?!?!
Stupid IE...
"Internet Explorer cannot open the Internet site http://hope-yilin.blogspot.com/. Operation aborted."
WHY??!?!?!?!?!
Stupid IE...
Tuesday 29 July 2008
Its yet another end of a month...
And it's usually the busiest times for us at work.
It still is.
When I'm currently juggling 3 new projects that's going on, and tonnes of deadlines and objectives to meet...I think I need some time off.
Well...not off off, you know. But off to somewhere for the day...a trip to the beach or things like that. But the thing is, going to the beach now when it's summer it's crazy. You have to even fight for a spot even just to STAND on the beach. (You will never believe how bad it is until you get here.)
Besides that, if i shoot off for a day and come back after that, there'll be even more work to do since I could have spent the last day finishing off what I haven't managed to.
So it's a vicious cycle, really.
But things can ONLY get better.
I've got OT tomorrow.
OK, I know doing OT is not something new for me now. (In fact, I can't really remember how many days I've NOT had OT instead, since I'm always trying to do more in a day.) We'd even joke that my usual hours are not 8.30am to 5pm with a 1 hour lunch break, but 8.30am to 5.30pm with a 20 minute lunch break instead.
The only difference is, I wasn't asked to do OT previously. It was plainly because I wanted to finish as much as I can in a day so I wouldn't delay my schedule for the rest of the week. This occasion, however, I was asked if I could do OT and I would be paid for it. (Meaning, I think this would be a night long thing then. Judging by how much I have to finish before Thursday. Need to be lightning speed-like probably.) Good...I need to work to pay for my shoes...HAHAHA!
I've realised recently that we've had loads of new projects coming in, but there's still the same number of us working. In fact, there're less of us working since it's summer and people are off on holidays all summer long.
*sigh*
I'm so envious. I wanna go on holiday too...
It still is.
When I'm currently juggling 3 new projects that's going on, and tonnes of deadlines and objectives to meet...I think I need some time off.
Well...not off off, you know. But off to somewhere for the day...a trip to the beach or things like that. But the thing is, going to the beach now when it's summer it's crazy. You have to even fight for a spot even just to STAND on the beach. (You will never believe how bad it is until you get here.)
Besides that, if i shoot off for a day and come back after that, there'll be even more work to do since I could have spent the last day finishing off what I haven't managed to.
So it's a vicious cycle, really.
But things can ONLY get better.
I've got OT tomorrow.
OK, I know doing OT is not something new for me now. (In fact, I can't really remember how many days I've NOT had OT instead, since I'm always trying to do more in a day.) We'd even joke that my usual hours are not 8.30am to 5pm with a 1 hour lunch break, but 8.30am to 5.30pm with a 20 minute lunch break instead.
The only difference is, I wasn't asked to do OT previously. It was plainly because I wanted to finish as much as I can in a day so I wouldn't delay my schedule for the rest of the week. This occasion, however, I was asked if I could do OT and I would be paid for it. (Meaning, I think this would be a night long thing then. Judging by how much I have to finish before Thursday. Need to be lightning speed-like probably.) Good...I need to work to pay for my shoes...HAHAHA!
I've realised recently that we've had loads of new projects coming in, but there's still the same number of us working. In fact, there're less of us working since it's summer and people are off on holidays all summer long.
*sigh*
I'm so envious. I wanna go on holiday too...
Friday 18 July 2008
Just a year ago...
I was so excited with my own graduation, coz that was the first official ceremony marking the end of my studies so far.
Looking back at the day itself, it was truly memorable, and I kinda understand the recent graduates on their joy and probably some grudge at not being able to do better.
I must admit, at the end of everything last year, I really couldn't be bothered with how I did anymore. (In fact, I was shopping somewhere in France on my Europe trip.) Because worrying at the end of it is not going to change anything, and I know I've done all I could, and it's time to drop everything and relax.
A lot of people say that they'd wished they were still a student. In fact, I couldn't wait to get myself a job, at least putting my knowledge to, if not, some use. At least I'm doing what I'd hoped to do, and I'm happy at this point of my life right now.
True, friends and families are thousands of miles away, spread out throughout the world. I do miss them and there's nothing that can replace them. But knowing that they're well and fine, and that we're all striving for something better, what's there not to do? (If anyone knows what I mean.)
Anyway, I'm just trying to say "Thank You" to the people who have stuck with me through thick and thin; and "Damn You" for those who tried to bring me down because you've just made me stronger and better.
Thank You!
Saturday 12 July 2008
Swamped...
...by my own belongings.
OK, I know after 6 months or so of my stuff lying around in Vic's place, it's high time I got it back to my side and sort them out.
Which was exactly what I have been doing for the last 3 days.
And when I've finally put away the last few of my things away in the garage, I'm still amazed by how much junk I've collected over the last 2 years.
Clothes alone took up almost half of everything I sent down and the rest are just...well...nonsense, really. (Besides my rice cooker, steamer, and a few other favourite things of mine like soup packs, ikan bilis etc...)
I vaguely remember that I didn't shop as much as I do now when I was still in Newcastle (Read: Being a student, and one who's always broke, at that.)
Then I realised, most of the things that I have with me right now are those dumped behind by my parents when they couldn't bring it all back home last year.
Now, if they left like wads and wads of cash or something useful along that line, I definitely won't be complaining like I am right now. Among the stuff; towelS (with a capital S because it was just that many), sleeping bags, useless toiletries, and a few umbrellas that we bought in Amsterdam. (I don't think I'll be using the umbrellas anytime soon, especially not when they're black and red with large triple "X" printed on them. Nice choice.)
And by shipping these things down, I'm almost a hundred bucks short this month. To be fair, I can still survive with a hundred quid less, but then!!! I can do a lot of things with that sum of money, you know! (I know I'd have to pay for that sooner or later but I just felt like complaining.)
But then again, there're things that I have that money can't buy, so I guess that makes it fair.
OK, there'll be a party tonight, but the weather's shit as usual. (How typical, it only rains when you've got plans.)
Gonna start getting ready.
Adios, people.
OK, I know after 6 months or so of my stuff lying around in Vic's place, it's high time I got it back to my side and sort them out.
Which was exactly what I have been doing for the last 3 days.
And when I've finally put away the last few of my things away in the garage, I'm still amazed by how much junk I've collected over the last 2 years.
Clothes alone took up almost half of everything I sent down and the rest are just...well...nonsense, really. (Besides my rice cooker, steamer, and a few other favourite things of mine like soup packs, ikan bilis etc...)
I vaguely remember that I didn't shop as much as I do now when I was still in Newcastle (Read: Being a student, and one who's always broke, at that.)
Then I realised, most of the things that I have with me right now are those dumped behind by my parents when they couldn't bring it all back home last year.
Now, if they left like wads and wads of cash or something useful along that line, I definitely won't be complaining like I am right now. Among the stuff; towelS (with a capital S because it was just that many), sleeping bags, useless toiletries, and a few umbrellas that we bought in Amsterdam. (I don't think I'll be using the umbrellas anytime soon, especially not when they're black and red with large triple "X" printed on them. Nice choice.)
And by shipping these things down, I'm almost a hundred bucks short this month. To be fair, I can still survive with a hundred quid less, but then!!! I can do a lot of things with that sum of money, you know! (I know I'd have to pay for that sooner or later but I just felt like complaining.)
But then again, there're things that I have that money can't buy, so I guess that makes it fair.
OK, there'll be a party tonight, but the weather's shit as usual. (How typical, it only rains when you've got plans.)
Gonna start getting ready.
Adios, people.
Sunday 6 July 2008
My limbs are falling off...
Literally.
Ever since my last kick-ass workout with my trainer, I haven't had this much aching in my muscles since then.
Went for body combat yesterday, and my oh my, it definitely was what it's called.
Kind of like a mixture of martial arts + cardio + aerobics, but slightly different. It was definitely high resistance training though. Felt like slouching at the corner of the floor after 20 minutes of non-stop punching and high-kicking. Still, managed to push myself to go all the way to the end of the hour-long session. Thank god, I did.
I still felt alright after the class yesterday. (In fact, I felt much better than I had been for the last few days after I've sweat it all out at the class.)
I could still manage to wear heels when I went to the movies after that!
No problems at all.
When I woke up this morning, that's when I realised...
I couldn't get up just like that, you know, sitting right up. Oh oh...this is not good...
So I tried pushing myself up on my arms. Failed. Coz my arms hurt just as bad. I've only got 2 choices; No.1: Try to get up, No. 2: Lie in bed all day.
I've got far too many things to do than to lie in bed all day, so I rolled myself off to the edge of the bed and swung my legs over the bed and stood up. THAT, was how I got up today. So now, I'm sat on the floor with my back upright and my laptop on the bed as that's the only posture I can manage currently. Not very comfy but at least it doesn't hurt as much when I need to move around slightly.
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Oh, movies. Watched Hancock yesterday. It was well worth it, man! Although some people think that the turn of events wasn't really unexpected, but I definitely didn't see it coming. But it was interesting anyway. I know that's pure fiction but hey, that's what movies are for, isn't it?
Another reason why I love going to the movies are the trailers. Not the adverts, I meant the trailers. Because there're loads of trailers of upcoming movies that you might not know about but you might actually wanna watch. (Although the ones that I'd like to watch are blockbusters anyway.)
The ones coming up that I'd want to watch:
The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor
The Dark Knight
The Forbidden Kingdom
The Love Guru
OK, gotta continue cleaning my room. (Correction: Resume the pathetic attempt to clean my room in my current state.)
Ever since my last kick-ass workout with my trainer, I haven't had this much aching in my muscles since then.
Went for body combat yesterday, and my oh my, it definitely was what it's called.
Kind of like a mixture of martial arts + cardio + aerobics, but slightly different. It was definitely high resistance training though. Felt like slouching at the corner of the floor after 20 minutes of non-stop punching and high-kicking. Still, managed to push myself to go all the way to the end of the hour-long session. Thank god, I did.
I still felt alright after the class yesterday. (In fact, I felt much better than I had been for the last few days after I've sweat it all out at the class.)
I could still manage to wear heels when I went to the movies after that!
No problems at all.
When I woke up this morning, that's when I realised...
I couldn't get up just like that, you know, sitting right up. Oh oh...this is not good...
So I tried pushing myself up on my arms. Failed. Coz my arms hurt just as bad. I've only got 2 choices; No.1: Try to get up, No. 2: Lie in bed all day.
I've got far too many things to do than to lie in bed all day, so I rolled myself off to the edge of the bed and swung my legs over the bed and stood up. THAT, was how I got up today. So now, I'm sat on the floor with my back upright and my laptop on the bed as that's the only posture I can manage currently. Not very comfy but at least it doesn't hurt as much when I need to move around slightly.
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Oh, movies. Watched Hancock yesterday. It was well worth it, man! Although some people think that the turn of events wasn't really unexpected, but I definitely didn't see it coming. But it was interesting anyway. I know that's pure fiction but hey, that's what movies are for, isn't it?
Another reason why I love going to the movies are the trailers. Not the adverts, I meant the trailers. Because there're loads of trailers of upcoming movies that you might not know about but you might actually wanna watch. (Although the ones that I'd like to watch are blockbusters anyway.)
The ones coming up that I'd want to watch:
The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor
The Dark Knight
The Forbidden Kingdom
The Love Guru
OK, gotta continue cleaning my room. (Correction: Resume the pathetic attempt to clean my room in my current state.)
Thursday 3 July 2008
7.5 months
And this is the first time I'm taking time off being sick.
Not too bad I suppose...
But I'm feeling like shit at the moment. As if I've just been ran over by a steamroller. Seriously...
Had to drag my ass out of bed and into work, coz there's just tonnes of work to do, plus I'm behind schedule as it is. Not helping.
Got driven back by my boss in her fancy new car, Audi TT *whistles*
And here I am, 4 hours later. Less feverish, but still achy all over.
Only to find out that I'm not the only one who's down. Somewhere across the world, in a small corner of Singapore and JB, my cousins are all down with flu as well.
We are all indeed one BIG happy family. One BIG happy SICK family at that.
Not too bad I suppose...
But I'm feeling like shit at the moment. As if I've just been ran over by a steamroller. Seriously...
Had to drag my ass out of bed and into work, coz there's just tonnes of work to do, plus I'm behind schedule as it is. Not helping.
Got driven back by my boss in her fancy new car, Audi TT *whistles*
And here I am, 4 hours later. Less feverish, but still achy all over.
Only to find out that I'm not the only one who's down. Somewhere across the world, in a small corner of Singapore and JB, my cousins are all down with flu as well.
We are all indeed one BIG happy family. One BIG happy SICK family at that.
Sunday 29 June 2008
Excessive sleep or Hangover?
I don't know which one is it now.
I'm having a headache right now...not the one that I've had for the last 2 weeks. (I think that was tension headache since it felt like someone was pressing against my temples all the time.)
It's a different one today. One that I feel like I have to lie down the whole day and not move my head higher than my legs, i.e. parallel.
I don't think I've had excessive sleep since I've only had 9 hours which was pretty normal for me on a weekend. Hangover's kinda out as well since I've only had a few drinks last night, and I wasn't even sorta high when I got back home. So what is it?
I dunno.
But since I've had these stupid headaches for the last 2 weeks it's driving me nuts. I can't think or function properly when I have headaches. Makes me cranky and irrational sometimes.
OK, all the time.
Been taking plenty of water but trying to stay off the painkillers. I hate having to resort to them unless it's absolutely necessary.
Probably, I'll convince myself that it IS tension headache, since the case I'm working on for the last two weeks didn't come to a conclusive end that I would have liked.
And I'm sticking to that.
God, how I wished it would go away now. Stupid headache.
I'm having a headache right now...not the one that I've had for the last 2 weeks. (I think that was tension headache since it felt like someone was pressing against my temples all the time.)
It's a different one today. One that I feel like I have to lie down the whole day and not move my head higher than my legs, i.e. parallel.
I don't think I've had excessive sleep since I've only had 9 hours which was pretty normal for me on a weekend. Hangover's kinda out as well since I've only had a few drinks last night, and I wasn't even sorta high when I got back home. So what is it?
I dunno.
But since I've had these stupid headaches for the last 2 weeks it's driving me nuts. I can't think or function properly when I have headaches. Makes me cranky and irrational sometimes.
OK, all the time.
Been taking plenty of water but trying to stay off the painkillers. I hate having to resort to them unless it's absolutely necessary.
Probably, I'll convince myself that it IS tension headache, since the case I'm working on for the last two weeks didn't come to a conclusive end that I would have liked.
And I'm sticking to that.
God, how I wished it would go away now. Stupid headache.
Thursday 26 June 2008
Rain = Depressed
When I'm typing this, it's still chucking down out there, and it's been so since 5.
Why does it always have to bloody rain when it's almost time to go home. And it's always, I mean, ALWAYS, bright and sunny when it's office hours.
As if it wasn't bad enough that I had a rough night, I had one of the busiest but most unproductive day at work, PLUS, was caught still at work after half five, twice in a week by the COO. And it didn't help that what I was working on was still the same thing I worked on for the last 2 weeks.
It's as if I'm in a nightmare that's replaying again and again. Like deja vu, but not a good one.
Thank goodness the little brown envelope came around 4. At least this week AND month is finally coming to an end.
June has been a nightmare.
Why does it always have to bloody rain when it's almost time to go home. And it's always, I mean, ALWAYS, bright and sunny when it's office hours.
As if it wasn't bad enough that I had a rough night, I had one of the busiest but most unproductive day at work, PLUS, was caught still at work after half five, twice in a week by the COO. And it didn't help that what I was working on was still the same thing I worked on for the last 2 weeks.
It's as if I'm in a nightmare that's replaying again and again. Like deja vu, but not a good one.
Thank goodness the little brown envelope came around 4. At least this week AND month is finally coming to an end.
June has been a nightmare.
Tuesday 24 June 2008
Salsa tonight.....NOT
Well...actually I was all psyched up for it already.
But then my housemate got into an accident so we didn't have the mood to go.
Plus, my legs feel a bit wobbly from yesterday, so I thought it'd didn't matter anyway.
ANYWAY...
I might have new company here sometime later in the year! Don't wanna jinx anything so not gonna talk more on it. (And also the fact that I don't really know what's going on.) But I'm so so so excited about it.
Well, yeah. Of course, not like SOMEONE, who prefers to drink alone and not visit me even that someone has loads of time to spare and nothing to do until months later.
But then my housemate got into an accident so we didn't have the mood to go.
Plus, my legs feel a bit wobbly from yesterday, so I thought it'd didn't matter anyway.
ANYWAY...
I might have new company here sometime later in the year! Don't wanna jinx anything so not gonna talk more on it. (And also the fact that I don't really know what's going on.) But I'm so so so excited about it.
Well, yeah. Of course, not like SOMEONE, who prefers to drink alone and not visit me even that someone has loads of time to spare and nothing to do until months later.
Monday 23 June 2008
Hip Hop Tonight
Yes, Hip Hop.
Yes, tonight.
Yes, at the gym.
OMG! I haven't danced in ages and so I thought I'd pick up something I'm familiar with, like dancing, for example. I haven't exactly done pure Hip Hop before, but I didn't think that it'll be that hard, right?
WRONG!!!
Because I haven't danced (free-style like) in a while, I found that my body expressions were quite stiff at the class today. To the point that it looks awkward. (Never expected that to happen to me...not in this life, no.)
How can this bloody happen??!?!!
But at least I slowly got used to the movements towards the end of the class and slowly got into the moves.
It was only then I realized.
I could do it when I'm doing it alone.
Not when there're loads of people doing the same thing together.
Well, same thing...but not the same thing. When we were asked to go at our own pace, people literally went at THEIR own pace. Own beat, own style, own speed, own count, own moves, all at the same time. So how confusing will it get if you see that in the mirror?
Very.
I'm still stiff lar...and I'm still wondering how the hell that happened to me. (That is NOT, not not, NOT supposed to happen!)
Going for salsa dancing tomorrow...at least I'm better at that. Not as stiff. Still got the moves. HAHAHAHA!
(OMG, I sound like an auntie...)
Yes, tonight.
Yes, at the gym.
OMG! I haven't danced in ages and so I thought I'd pick up something I'm familiar with, like dancing, for example. I haven't exactly done pure Hip Hop before, but I didn't think that it'll be that hard, right?
WRONG!!!
Because I haven't danced (free-style like) in a while, I found that my body expressions were quite stiff at the class today. To the point that it looks awkward. (Never expected that to happen to me...not in this life, no.)
How can this bloody happen??!?!!
But at least I slowly got used to the movements towards the end of the class and slowly got into the moves.
It was only then I realized.
I could do it when I'm doing it alone.
Not when there're loads of people doing the same thing together.
Well, same thing...but not the same thing. When we were asked to go at our own pace, people literally went at THEIR own pace. Own beat, own style, own speed, own count, own moves, all at the same time. So how confusing will it get if you see that in the mirror?
Very.
I'm still stiff lar...and I'm still wondering how the hell that happened to me. (That is NOT, not not, NOT supposed to happen!)
Going for salsa dancing tomorrow...at least I'm better at that. Not as stiff. Still got the moves. HAHAHAHA!
(OMG, I sound like an auntie...)
Sunday 22 June 2008
It's been a boring weekend
Why?
Because it's the end of the month and I've used up my shopping fund for the month. Hence, I stayed at home all weekend, except when I'm at the gym or Morrisons to get my weekly groceries.
I've cleaned my room, did all my laundry and ironing, changed my sheets and towels, sorted out my wardrobe, and browsed on eBay to find the most suitable shoe rack for my collection of shoes.
In fact, I did find one! One which is extendable and could fit up to 24 pairs of shoes. And if I buy 2 of them, I can stack them up and make them fit twice as much. Problem is...I don't think I'll be able to reach the last 2 racks on top. Hmm... So probably I'll just get one first.
I can't wait for Monday. That's what I hate after a busy week: the weekends. I just get my momentum thrown off (especially if I'm starting something new) by the weekends and struggle to get my momentum back on Monday.
Because it's the end of the month and I've used up my shopping fund for the month. Hence, I stayed at home all weekend, except when I'm at the gym or Morrisons to get my weekly groceries.
I've cleaned my room, did all my laundry and ironing, changed my sheets and towels, sorted out my wardrobe, and browsed on eBay to find the most suitable shoe rack for my collection of shoes.
In fact, I did find one! One which is extendable and could fit up to 24 pairs of shoes. And if I buy 2 of them, I can stack them up and make them fit twice as much. Problem is...I don't think I'll be able to reach the last 2 racks on top. Hmm... So probably I'll just get one first.
I can't wait for Monday. That's what I hate after a busy week: the weekends. I just get my momentum thrown off (especially if I'm starting something new) by the weekends and struggle to get my momentum back on Monday.
Saturday 14 June 2008
Incredible Tales
How much weight have I put on since I came over to the UK?
The hand on the scales probably doesn't say as much as what I'm going to reveal.
Went lingerie shopping today. Found out today (years and years later after my first bra) that I'm now a36B 34D.
It's either I've put on that much weight; OR the auntie selling Triumph in The Store just simply didn't know what she was doing trying to squeeze me into the wrong size.
I knew something was wrong...
The new bras are HUMONGOUS, I tell you. Such a vast difference from what I had. When I put them together just for a comparison, it's like half the size of what I bought today. What a revelation!!!
And I saw loads of weird people in La Senza today. (I think generally people like that exist anywhere in the world but it's so hilarious when you do see the things they do in person.)
Group 1:
A couple, the wife/gf/partner is trying to pick a style when the guy said, "Is that what you're wearing? That is unbelievable. These things are as big as my head! It's a hammock, not a bra!". It wasn't in a low key manner, and there're loads of people in the shop at that time. Lady said, "I've already gone down 2 sizes from what I used to be!"
OKAY..............
*silently floats away from this weird pair*
Group 2:
A family of 3, with a suspicious looking father and a girl around 6-7 years old. Was walking behind them trying to get out of the shop when the father was OBVIOUSLY blocking my way. Apparently he was "admiring" the displays and items in the shop. The mother hissed, "Stop touching all the women's underwear!". He said, "I can't help it, they're so pretty! I'm trying to imagine you in them."
EWW.......
Let me explain what is wrong in this situation. No 1, I think this is something you generally wouldn't say out loud in the presence of loads of strangers because I don't think they really wanna know, and No 2, definitely not something you will have a conversation about in front of your 6-7 year old daughter.
Group 3:
Actually, this is not a group, it's just one person. I was trying to get past her when she picked up something and started scrutinizing it. (I don't know why but that's what it seemed like to me at that time.) I said excuse me. She frantically droped the bra back on the rail and scuttled away, looking terrified.
Am I that scary? I think not.
And many others that I don't think it's worth mentioning.
Come to think of it, it was extremely crowded today. Probably it's the sun, that's why everyone's like out there to fight for that patch of land for that bit of sunshine before it's gone.
The hand on the scales probably doesn't say as much as what I'm going to reveal.
Went lingerie shopping today. Found out today (years and years later after my first bra) that I'm now a
It's either I've put on that much weight; OR the auntie selling Triumph in The Store just simply didn't know what she was doing trying to squeeze me into the wrong size.
I knew something was wrong...
The new bras are HUMONGOUS, I tell you. Such a vast difference from what I had. When I put them together just for a comparison, it's like half the size of what I bought today. What a revelation!!!
And I saw loads of weird people in La Senza today. (I think generally people like that exist anywhere in the world but it's so hilarious when you do see the things they do in person.)
Group 1:
A couple, the wife/gf/partner is trying to pick a style when the guy said, "Is that what you're wearing? That is unbelievable. These things are as big as my head! It's a hammock, not a bra!". It wasn't in a low key manner, and there're loads of people in the shop at that time. Lady said, "I've already gone down 2 sizes from what I used to be!"
OKAY..............
*silently floats away from this weird pair*
Group 2:
A family of 3, with a suspicious looking father and a girl around 6-7 years old. Was walking behind them trying to get out of the shop when the father was OBVIOUSLY blocking my way. Apparently he was "admiring" the displays and items in the shop. The mother hissed, "Stop touching all the women's underwear!". He said, "I can't help it, they're so pretty! I'm trying to imagine you in them."
EWW.......
Let me explain what is wrong in this situation. No 1, I think this is something you generally wouldn't say out loud in the presence of loads of strangers because I don't think they really wanna know, and No 2, definitely not something you will have a conversation about in front of your 6-7 year old daughter.
Group 3:
Actually, this is not a group, it's just one person. I was trying to get past her when she picked up something and started scrutinizing it. (I don't know why but that's what it seemed like to me at that time.) I said excuse me. She frantically droped the bra back on the rail and scuttled away, looking terrified.
Am I that scary? I think not.
And many others that I don't think it's worth mentioning.
Come to think of it, it was extremely crowded today. Probably it's the sun, that's why everyone's like out there to fight for that patch of land for that bit of sunshine before it's gone.
Monday 9 June 2008
The Uncertainty of Life
You really never know what's gonna happen.
One minute you can be alive, the next you can be dead.
Life is truly indeed like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
But for most people, their lives are like a box of cheap Asda chocolates. Never gonna know what you'll get and probably nothing great if anything good ever comes out of it.
Good people don't deserve this.
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After thinking for a while, this thing comes back to me again.
Never take things for granted. Because they aren't.
One minute you can be alive, the next you can be dead.
Life is truly indeed like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
But for most people, their lives are like a box of cheap Asda chocolates. Never gonna know what you'll get and probably nothing great if anything good ever comes out of it.
Good people don't deserve this.
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After thinking for a while, this thing comes back to me again.
Never take things for granted. Because they aren't.
Sunday 8 June 2008
12.45am on a Sunday morning...
At the moment when I'm typing this, I practically just got back from work.
Yes, people. I was at work wee hours in the morning on a weekend. Stuff...can't really explain, but then since I got chaperoned, didn't have to walk, and am getting paid...I'm not complaining.
READ: I LOVE BEING A WORKAHOLIC!
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On a totally unrelated subject, I was out in town today for a movie.
AHA! Finally watched Sex and the City now. Didn't let me down; High fashion, huge drama, and loads of scenes that make you go "Awww..." (both platonic and non). Of course, there're parts where you would just want to see it happening your way, but hey, life's never like that, now, does it?
But I think the most realistic part now is that they're telling the story of 40-year-old women, and at the same time they're actually showing that it is. Yes, they're all still svelte and all (it's still LA & NY, that's why), but you can see (most obviously) from their faces that it has definitely been a fair few years since we last saw them.
Then it struck me. Again. On the reflection I saw in the mirror that morning itself.
Some teeny, tiny lines that are on the verge of making their debut. (I'm not going to say where coz I'm still in denial.)
Running low on my skincare supplies, I made some purchases in vain hopes that I could save my skin from deteriorating further, and pretend that I'm going to be 21 forever, and it's easier for collagen to stay on and fats off.
Got some freebies and samples. But then again, why aren't the samples nowadays coming in nice decent bottles? Instead they come in foil-wrapped packages and could only be dispensed once.
Oohh, and I saw this ad on the Metro the other day, and Glamour was giving away Benefit lipgloss with every mag, so I "chiong" and bought myself a copy that day itself. And because I liked it so much, I probably did the most outrageous thing I've ever done this year so far.
I bought another 2 copies of the same magazine that came with 2 other different colours of the lipgloss. (It's worth it since I saw they usually cost about 13 pounds at the counter. The magazine costed only 2 quid.)
Because I bloody well deserve it.
Yes, people. I was at work wee hours in the morning on a weekend. Stuff...can't really explain, but then since I got chaperoned, didn't have to walk, and am getting paid...I'm not complaining.
READ: I LOVE BEING A WORKAHOLIC!
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On a totally unrelated subject, I was out in town today for a movie.
AHA! Finally watched Sex and the City now. Didn't let me down; High fashion, huge drama, and loads of scenes that make you go "Awww..." (both platonic and non). Of course, there're parts where you would just want to see it happening your way, but hey, life's never like that, now, does it?
But I think the most realistic part now is that they're telling the story of 40-year-old women, and at the same time they're actually showing that it is. Yes, they're all still svelte and all (it's still LA & NY, that's why), but you can see (most obviously) from their faces that it has definitely been a fair few years since we last saw them.
Then it struck me. Again. On the reflection I saw in the mirror that morning itself.
Some teeny, tiny lines that are on the verge of making their debut. (I'm not going to say where coz I'm still in denial.)
Running low on my skincare supplies, I made some purchases in vain hopes that I could save my skin from deteriorating further, and pretend that I'm going to be 21 forever, and it's easier for collagen to stay on and fats off.
Got some freebies and samples. But then again, why aren't the samples nowadays coming in nice decent bottles? Instead they come in foil-wrapped packages and could only be dispensed once.
Oohh, and I saw this ad on the Metro the other day, and Glamour was giving away Benefit lipgloss with every mag, so I "chiong" and bought myself a copy that day itself. And because I liked it so much, I probably did the most outrageous thing I've ever done this year so far.
I bought another 2 copies of the same magazine that came with 2 other different colours of the lipgloss. (It's worth it since I saw they usually cost about 13 pounds at the counter. The magazine costed only 2 quid.)
Because I bloody well deserve it.
Sunday 1 June 2008
June
I can't freaking believe that it's June already?!?!??!
What the hell happened to January, February, March, April and May?
(I do know what happened but it just didn't seem that long ago.)
Anyway, in case anyone's wondering, I've been busy for the past 2 weeks.
Work, Bank Holiday weekend in Newcastle, then work again. Plus...my housemate kind of over-downloaded and busted our capping for the month so had to wait until the next month to get our internet subscription resumed. (Either that or the landlord had just blatantly forgotten to pay the bill.)
But all in all, I need to catch up on my sleep for the past week. The weekend in Newcastle and the party last night is draining me of my energy.
Age is catching up with me. Being 24 sucks.
What the hell happened to January, February, March, April and May?
(I do know what happened but it just didn't seem that long ago.)
Anyway, in case anyone's wondering, I've been busy for the past 2 weeks.
Work, Bank Holiday weekend in Newcastle, then work again. Plus...my housemate kind of over-downloaded and busted our capping for the month so had to wait until the next month to get our internet subscription resumed. (Either that or the landlord had just blatantly forgotten to pay the bill.)
But all in all, I need to catch up on my sleep for the past week. The weekend in Newcastle and the party last night is draining me of my energy.
Age is catching up with me. Being 24 sucks.
Sunday 18 May 2008
What a drag...
I have this love-hate relationship with the weekends.
Love it when it's near. Hate it when it's dragging at the end. Can't wait to get back in at work on Monday. But when Monday morning comes, I would have been wishing that it's Saturday all over again.
Another thing about weekends is that I pig-out endlessly when I have nothing to do at home. Not on real food but all sorts of rubbish. It's so out of control to the point of being scary. That's why I keep doing my laundry, hoovering, sorting my wardrobe, arranging and rearranging my stuff on the shelf...but I'll always end up, somehow or another, shopping for groceries.
Anyway...can't wait for next weekend to come! Yeap yeap, going up to Newcastle! Come to think of it, I've left Newcastle for exactly 6 months already. Just like that. Swished past before I realised it. And it's May. (God, it can't be! Already??!?)
Right...back to something positive! Newcastle...
Gonna go up for the weekend and celebrate with the dudes on their last paper. Just like last year. Er...but I think I was back home snoozing away 2 hours after my paper ended instead of painting the town red. Yeah, I was. Coz I was too tired and drained by then. (Eww, that was so boring!)
Update:
My rashes have almost finally healed! After, like, a whole week?!? It's not completely healed though, but I consider it almost since it's no longer sore and itching, but the ugly patches are still there no doubt making it an eyesore. I was so traumatized coz it got so SO bad on Monday morning that I'd bought antihistamines, calamine and hydrocortisone cream during lunch break instead of lunch. But it's like a layer of dried and not-quite-dead-yet skin that's probably waiting to peel off sooner or later or get shed off when the cells renew themselves. Wonder how I actually got that in the first place?
Love it when it's near. Hate it when it's dragging at the end. Can't wait to get back in at work on Monday. But when Monday morning comes, I would have been wishing that it's Saturday all over again.
Another thing about weekends is that I pig-out endlessly when I have nothing to do at home. Not on real food but all sorts of rubbish. It's so out of control to the point of being scary. That's why I keep doing my laundry, hoovering, sorting my wardrobe, arranging and rearranging my stuff on the shelf...but I'll always end up, somehow or another, shopping for groceries.
Anyway...can't wait for next weekend to come! Yeap yeap, going up to Newcastle! Come to think of it, I've left Newcastle for exactly 6 months already. Just like that. Swished past before I realised it. And it's May. (God, it can't be! Already??!?)
Right...back to something positive! Newcastle...
Gonna go up for the weekend and celebrate with the dudes on their last paper. Just like last year. Er...but I think I was back home snoozing away 2 hours after my paper ended instead of painting the town red. Yeah, I was. Coz I was too tired and drained by then. (Eww, that was so boring!)
Update:
My rashes have almost finally healed! After, like, a whole week?!? It's not completely healed though, but I consider it almost since it's no longer sore and itching, but the ugly patches are still there no doubt making it an eyesore. I was so traumatized coz it got so SO bad on Monday morning that I'd bought antihistamines, calamine and hydrocortisone cream during lunch break instead of lunch. But it's like a layer of dried and not-quite-dead-yet skin that's probably waiting to peel off sooner or later or get shed off when the cells renew themselves. Wonder how I actually got that in the first place?
Saturday 10 May 2008
You guys will never believe this
I know the risk of posting this.
It's incredibly stupid if it is what I think it is.
I'm having.......
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OMG!!!
I think it's a sunrash because it's the first time when I've actually sat in the sun after the past few months and this week was the only week that had loads of sun and warm enough for us to sit outside.
It's also the first time I'm dressed light for the weather in months. And this is what I get...
It must be that...
SEE!!!!
(my poor hand...)
WHY??!??!!
What the hell is happening? I practically grew up UNDER the sun all my life...and now I'm what, allergic to it already??!?!?!
I might just burst up into flames one day when the temperature creeps up high enough later in the summer.
Talking about summer, this year's summer is much better than last year's. We do get the occasional rain here and there, but at least this week has been warm and lovely. We even had a new park bench erected outside the pantry and we're all having our breaks out there! (And that was also how I got the rashes.)
I might be allergic to the sun but my melanin production is still as good as I remembered it. (Good news!) I was just exposed to the sun for an hour or so...and I'm getting tan lines already...HAHAHA!
Yes...tan lines of my watch and from the sleeves of my shirt, that is. -_-" But hey...at least I won't be getting sunburn that easily yet.
It's incredibly stupid if it is what I think it is.
I'm having.......
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OMG!!!
I think it's a sunrash because it's the first time when I've actually sat in the sun after the past few months and this week was the only week that had loads of sun and warm enough for us to sit outside.
It's also the first time I'm dressed light for the weather in months. And this is what I get...
It must be that...
SEE!!!!
(my poor hand...)
WHY??!??!!
What the hell is happening? I practically grew up UNDER the sun all my life...and now I'm what, allergic to it already??!?!?!
I might just burst up into flames one day when the temperature creeps up high enough later in the summer.
Talking about summer, this year's summer is much better than last year's. We do get the occasional rain here and there, but at least this week has been warm and lovely. We even had a new park bench erected outside the pantry and we're all having our breaks out there! (And that was also how I got the rashes.)
I might be allergic to the sun but my melanin production is still as good as I remembered it. (Good news!) I was just exposed to the sun for an hour or so...and I'm getting tan lines already...HAHAHA!
Yes...tan lines of my watch and from the sleeves of my shirt, that is. -_-" But hey...at least I won't be getting sunburn that easily yet.
Thursday 24 April 2008
One more day to go...
To the end of the week!!!
I'm so broke but payday is not until Monday and yet I'm thinking of going out tomorrow...*sigh*
OK...should stop until then...be good...yeah, right.
ANYWAY.....
I just had my appraisal today. Wasn't expecting both my bosses to sit through but they did anyway. Most of the feedback I had wasn't unexpected, but some parts were better than I actually thought I had done.
MuaHHAHAhahHAHa......
Well, so I'm not working my ass off for no reason then. Besides the fact that I just LOVE my job, LOVE my working life, and LOVE earning and spending my own money, I do get recognition as well. Almost everyone at work, from top to bottom, knows who I am not only as me but also for what I do. (Although my bosses and colleagues are convinced that there's no one who doesn't know who I am, but I still think there's always that possibility given the fact that I haven't been working much with the people in the other site.) I love the responsibilities, relish all the hard work I've put in, and enjoy the recognition that I'm eventually given.
I feel like my potential is certainly being developed right now. (Definitely glad that I got this job.)
Been given a few special projects to work on, new objectives, exploiting my capabilities, motivation and drive thoroughly. That's it! I'm always up for a challenge. The only sad part is that I'm not there long enough to be eligible for a payrise...
But then again, if I do well for the next 8 months or so...achieve all my objectives, exceed and excel in them, who knows...I might get better a healthier pay package. :)
What? No one can ever complain for having paid better, right??!?
I'm so broke but payday is not until Monday and yet I'm thinking of going out tomorrow...*sigh*
OK...should stop until then...be good...yeah, right.
ANYWAY.....
I just had my appraisal today. Wasn't expecting both my bosses to sit through but they did anyway. Most of the feedback I had wasn't unexpected, but some parts were better than I actually thought I had done.
MuaHHAHAhahHAHa......
Well, so I'm not working my ass off for no reason then. Besides the fact that I just LOVE my job, LOVE my working life, and LOVE earning and spending my own money, I do get recognition as well. Almost everyone at work, from top to bottom, knows who I am not only as me but also for what I do. (Although my bosses and colleagues are convinced that there's no one who doesn't know who I am, but I still think there's always that possibility given the fact that I haven't been working much with the people in the other site.) I love the responsibilities, relish all the hard work I've put in, and enjoy the recognition that I'm eventually given.
I feel like my potential is certainly being developed right now. (Definitely glad that I got this job.)
Been given a few special projects to work on, new objectives, exploiting my capabilities, motivation and drive thoroughly. That's it! I'm always up for a challenge. The only sad part is that I'm not there long enough to be eligible for a payrise...
But then again, if I do well for the next 8 months or so...achieve all my objectives, exceed and excel in them, who knows...I might get better a healthier pay package. :)
What? No one can ever complain for having paid better, right??!?
Tuesday 22 April 2008
I need 5 seconds...
...to scream.
ARGHHAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK...much better.
Why? Coz it's only Tuesday and I'm feeling like I'm having a hell of a long week at work. Halfway through something today and I felt like I have to drop everything that I'm carrying and stand there and scream. It was that bad.
It's not like I don't like being busy. On the contrary...I enjoy when I have loads of things to do. But these past weeks were like hell. There was even hardly enough time to breathe before we have to progress onto something else. It's only at the end of the day where I have an extra half hour when I can sit down and finish everything up. And surprisingly, that's my favourite time of the day. And by any luck, I always get lifts home as well. Hehe...
Oh...I know now. I think it's my pms...that's why I'm feeling like I wanna die. Hmm...
ARGHHAHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OK...much better.
Why? Coz it's only Tuesday and I'm feeling like I'm having a hell of a long week at work. Halfway through something today and I felt like I have to drop everything that I'm carrying and stand there and scream. It was that bad.
It's not like I don't like being busy. On the contrary...I enjoy when I have loads of things to do. But these past weeks were like hell. There was even hardly enough time to breathe before we have to progress onto something else. It's only at the end of the day where I have an extra half hour when I can sit down and finish everything up. And surprisingly, that's my favourite time of the day. And by any luck, I always get lifts home as well. Hehe...
Oh...I know now. I think it's my pms...that's why I'm feeling like I wanna die. Hmm...
Monday 21 April 2008
Lu la la~
(Coz I have no idea what else to say.)
The day today started normal...nice and bright morning, but had to start raining just when I was about to step out the door. (At least it's not some heavy downpour, so I wasn't soaked by the time I got to work.)
Then the gossiping starts.
Followed by more gossiping...AND more gossiping (by people who don't know when to stop/shut up).
Come lunchtime, about 10 of us went to the pub for some birthday lunch of one of the guys at work. Had some nice smothered chicken at half the price. (HAHA...first good thing of the day)
Then it was normal the rest of the afternoon...until home time.
Was hardly out of the vicinity when I met someone from the other building, went to the pub again, got a free drink, and chatted for a while. (Second good thing of the day.)
Then I found out, (in one way or more) I've got a reputation now...HAHA! (Third good thing of the day.)
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On another note...I'm having my appraisal this week. Wonder how it'll be.
The day today started normal...nice and bright morning, but had to start raining just when I was about to step out the door. (At least it's not some heavy downpour, so I wasn't soaked by the time I got to work.)
Then the gossiping starts.
Followed by more gossiping...AND more gossiping (by people who don't know when to stop/shut up).
Come lunchtime, about 10 of us went to the pub for some birthday lunch of one of the guys at work. Had some nice smothered chicken at half the price. (HAHA...first good thing of the day)
Then it was normal the rest of the afternoon...until home time.
Was hardly out of the vicinity when I met someone from the other building, went to the pub again, got a free drink, and chatted for a while. (Second good thing of the day.)
Then I found out, (in one way or more) I've got a reputation now...HAHA! (Third good thing of the day.)
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On another note...I'm having my appraisal this week. Wonder how it'll be.
Wednesday 16 April 2008
It's almost time...
...for that time of the month again.
I can so feel that it's near (I know it is but then it just makes it worse when your body tells you the same thing as well).
I'm getting PMS as well...not in a happy mood...having anxiety for no reason...and stressed up even when I'm not at work, when there is no reason to.
Even had to resort to comfort eating today, don't think I can get past today without having a decent dinner. It's not just the usual craving that I'm feeling (like the I'm-working-so-hard-but-I'm-not-even-allowing-myself-a-well-deserved-dinner sort of excuse...) but one that I'm feeling so deprived now that I need to eat.
And I'm so tired...fatigue...the most obvious tell-tale sign...
I need to go to bed...
I can so feel that it's near (I know it is but then it just makes it worse when your body tells you the same thing as well).
I'm getting PMS as well...not in a happy mood...having anxiety for no reason...and stressed up even when I'm not at work, when there is no reason to.
Even had to resort to comfort eating today, don't think I can get past today without having a decent dinner. It's not just the usual craving that I'm feeling (like the I'm-working-so-hard-but-I'm-not-even-allowing-myself-a-well-deserved-dinner sort of excuse...) but one that I'm feeling so deprived now that I need to eat.
And I'm so tired...fatigue...the most obvious tell-tale sign...
I need to go to bed...
Sunday 13 April 2008
I'm pissed off
with myself...
I don't know where the hell did the colour bled from, and now it's all over my tops...tsk...............
And I've hardly worn some of them before...*sigh*
Very distressed lar!!!
I don't know where the hell did the colour bled from, and now it's all over my tops...tsk...............
And I've hardly worn some of them before...*sigh*
Very distressed lar!!!
Saturday 12 April 2008
Yer............
I wanna go Taiwan!!!
I can't believe I'm missing out on family trips now...though I know I went on quite a lot of holidays without my family but it's different when it's the other way round!
Can't go...no time...no money...no mood...
I wanna GOOOOO!!!!
Note:
This post serves as a platform for me to rant and complain for the fact that I'm feeling left out from family affairs. I just like to complain.
I can't believe I'm missing out on family trips now...though I know I went on quite a lot of holidays without my family but it's different when it's the other way round!
Can't go...no time...no money...no mood...
I wanna GOOOOO!!!!
Note:
This post serves as a platform for me to rant and complain for the fact that I'm feeling left out from family affairs. I just like to complain.
I'm having...
...a hangover...
Though not as bad as the ones that I've had...but I haven't had one in ages....this bad.
And I think last night, I:
Though not as bad as the ones that I've had...but I haven't had one in ages....this bad.
And I think last night, I:
- was told a couple of things that I can't remember now.
- saw a lot of big shots at work.
- mixed a couple of drinks.
- took loads of nonsensical pictures.
- drank and dialed.
- got carried into the car.
- was brought home eventually.
Remembered them in snippets though not too clearly. Very hungry but I'm feeling sick at the same time. I need some food, but can't seem to swallow anything.
Lucky thing I didn't do anything too stupid in front of the big shots yesterday, coz that would have been disastrous. That's the potential danger of what unlimited free drinks can do to you. *sigh*
Sunday 6 April 2008
27 dresses
Just got back from watching 27 dresses...
It's been like AGES since I last went to the movies, in fact, I can't exactly remember when it was!
It would probably have been Rush Hour 3, and that was like, what, in May?!??!
My social life is aging faster than my skin is. *sigh*
AHEM.
OK, 27 dresses. Saw the review on the movie the other day, thought it'd be a nice flick to watch for a change. And it was! And the preview of all the other movies just gave me new movies to look forward to. Coz recently, there hasn't been anything much interesting going on in the movies to make me wanna go watch something.
Like Sex and the City, Fool's Gold, Made of Honour, Mamma Mia, What Happens in Vegas...and the list just goes on. (Can't remember all of them...just too many.)
I just love comedies. Better still...chick-flick themed comedies!
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And just saw the coverage on the Olympic Torch relay in London. I can't believe there're so many things going on this time. As dramatic as it is, I can't help but feel sorry for the people who were trying to make their points lor... I mean the whole Tibet thing is really serious, but is it going to make a difference if people just boycott the Olympics then? But in the first place, will there be people willing to do that?
It's been like AGES since I last went to the movies, in fact, I can't exactly remember when it was!
It would probably have been Rush Hour 3, and that was like, what, in May?!??!
My social life is aging faster than my skin is. *sigh*
AHEM.
OK, 27 dresses. Saw the review on the movie the other day, thought it'd be a nice flick to watch for a change. And it was! And the preview of all the other movies just gave me new movies to look forward to. Coz recently, there hasn't been anything much interesting going on in the movies to make me wanna go watch something.
Like Sex and the City, Fool's Gold, Made of Honour, Mamma Mia, What Happens in Vegas...and the list just goes on. (Can't remember all of them...just too many.)
I just love comedies. Better still...chick-flick themed comedies!
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And just saw the coverage on the Olympic Torch relay in London. I can't believe there're so many things going on this time. As dramatic as it is, I can't help but feel sorry for the people who were trying to make their points lor... I mean the whole Tibet thing is really serious, but is it going to make a difference if people just boycott the Olympics then? But in the first place, will there be people willing to do that?
Friday 4 April 2008
Why?!??!
WHY....is it so difficult to get a decent-looking lunchbox around?
And because I'd like to bring a decent meal to work without having to have them all mixed up by lunchtime, a compartmentalised tupperware would be best. (Tupperware's one of my fetish besides my shoes...)
OK, it's not so difficult to find the normal single compartment tupperwares, but there is none of the right size / shape / colour / design for what I want.
In other words, something that I imagined it would be.
Actually it's not that hard to fulfil right? I just want a normal lunch box, like...like...like............the Japanese bento boxes!!! That's right! That's what I was looking for.
Unfortunately, there's nothing much I can find right where I am now, and not even on eBay. So disappointing. *sigh*
And I'm in desperate need to make some decent Asian food. Not just Chinese, but Asian food in general. So tired of having sandwiches or salad for lunch already...
And because I'd like to bring a decent meal to work without having to have them all mixed up by lunchtime, a compartmentalised tupperware would be best. (Tupperware's one of my fetish besides my shoes...)
OK, it's not so difficult to find the normal single compartment tupperwares, but there is none of the right size / shape / colour / design for what I want.
In other words, something that I imagined it would be.
Actually it's not that hard to fulfil right? I just want a normal lunch box, like...like...like............the Japanese bento boxes!!! That's right! That's what I was looking for.
Unfortunately, there's nothing much I can find right where I am now, and not even on eBay. So disappointing. *sigh*
And I'm in desperate need to make some decent Asian food. Not just Chinese, but Asian food in general. So tired of having sandwiches or salad for lunch already...
Sunday 30 March 2008
Chicken Pie
ANYWAY....
Was craving for some kinda pie but felt like making my own...I tried my own hand at chicken pie the first time today!
It was the instant type lar...didn't have the utilities now for my baking and stuff, so had to make do with what I have. (It's a bit expensive to buy them all and there's no place to put it anymore. Even if I do, having the tools for it will just be an excuse for me to bake and cook and indulge sinfully. No amount of gym will help that.)
Doesn't taste too bad! I'd prefer it a bit more spicy (old habit) but this will do on a Sunday!
Couldn't upload the pictures...kept showing an error message.
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And I tried the typing thing on YF's blog, and this is what I got:
87 words
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Was craving for some kinda pie but felt like making my own...I tried my own hand at chicken pie the first time today!
It was the instant type lar...didn't have the utilities now for my baking and stuff, so had to make do with what I have. (It's a bit expensive to buy them all and there's no place to put it anymore. Even if I do, having the tools for it will just be an excuse for me to bake and cook and indulge sinfully. No amount of gym will help that.)
Doesn't taste too bad! I'd prefer it a bit more spicy (old habit) but this will do on a Sunday!
Couldn't upload the pictures...kept showing an error message.
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And I tried the typing thing on YF's blog, and this is what I got:
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So creepy
Has anyone ever encountered a situation so real that it actually freaks them out?
I'm sure we all have.
Either one way or another.
I would say I will always have a sense about things that are going to happen, I know it will, and it's just like waiting for it to come true. Which is a very scary feeling. (At this point, I think it doesn't make any sense but does anyone know what I'm talking about?)
It's not always necessary a bad thing that is going on, but still...if you do know what's going to happen and it does...it's just..................frightening, you know?
As well as deja vu. Like a lot of people dreamt of something totally irrelevant which will actually happen days, weeks or even years later, and it happens exactly how they dreamt of it.
*goosebumps*
I'm sure we all have.
Either one way or another.
I would say I will always have a sense about things that are going to happen, I know it will, and it's just like waiting for it to come true. Which is a very scary feeling. (At this point, I think it doesn't make any sense but does anyone know what I'm talking about?)
It's not always necessary a bad thing that is going on, but still...if you do know what's going to happen and it does...it's just..................frightening, you know?
As well as deja vu. Like a lot of people dreamt of something totally irrelevant which will actually happen days, weeks or even years later, and it happens exactly how they dreamt of it.
*goosebumps*
Saturday 29 March 2008
Wednesday 26 March 2008
Fresh burst
Of energy...
I didn't get as much sleep as I usually do last night, but then I woke up feeling more awake in a long, long time. (Probably cos I tortured myself in the gym beforehand, and so I slept better since I was more tired than usual.)
People had started to come back from their holidays and the place is getting rowdy again. At least it's not like dead-quiet, and there're more interesting conversations taking place around me. (Instead of the usual stuff about the weather, yada yada yada...)
Don't know what happened but we just stumbled upon this topic today. I was just talking to someone about going out this weekend, and then the rest of the people who were engrossed in a total different conversation suddenly asked me how old I am. Well, I have nothing to hide (yet), so I told them. And it so happened that I'm the youngest there!!!
MUAHAHAHAHA!!!
Dunno why but I had this sudden urge to laugh madly.
*corners of mouth twitching*
I don't mind if I'm the youngest or not, but then it's really rare for me to hang around people my age and STILL be the youngest. Fresh situation for me. A nice change for me to be the "baby" and have no one complain about it. (OK, I do realise that this is not going to last forever, but then...) So I'm determined to make the best of it!
And so, I'm bouncy for the rest of the day.
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Getting tired of thinking of what to have for lunch (and being broke at the same time...I can't wait for payday...), I decided to make something totally different. OK, not exactly different, but something that I haven't tried making before.
Mixed some minced beef with Quorn and eggs and made meatballs. Made some gravy with capsicum as garnishings, and served it with macaroni.
Doesn't look too bad...but there's just something missing in the gravy. You know, that kind of thick, rich gravy full of flavours other than salt and sugar? (I do have limited stuff in my cupboard but I'm slowly building it up again...)
Any ideas anyone?
I didn't get as much sleep as I usually do last night, but then I woke up feeling more awake in a long, long time. (Probably cos I tortured myself in the gym beforehand, and so I slept better since I was more tired than usual.)
People had started to come back from their holidays and the place is getting rowdy again. At least it's not like dead-quiet, and there're more interesting conversations taking place around me. (Instead of the usual stuff about the weather, yada yada yada...)
Don't know what happened but we just stumbled upon this topic today. I was just talking to someone about going out this weekend, and then the rest of the people who were engrossed in a total different conversation suddenly asked me how old I am. Well, I have nothing to hide (yet), so I told them. And it so happened that I'm the youngest there!!!
MUAHAHAHAHA!!!
Dunno why but I had this sudden urge to laugh madly.
*corners of mouth twitching*
I don't mind if I'm the youngest or not, but then it's really rare for me to hang around people my age and STILL be the youngest. Fresh situation for me. A nice change for me to be the "baby" and have no one complain about it. (OK, I do realise that this is not going to last forever, but then...) So I'm determined to make the best of it!
And so, I'm bouncy for the rest of the day.
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Getting tired of thinking of what to have for lunch (and being broke at the same time...I can't wait for payday...), I decided to make something totally different. OK, not exactly different, but something that I haven't tried making before.
Mixed some minced beef with Quorn and eggs and made meatballs. Made some gravy with capsicum as garnishings, and served it with macaroni.
Doesn't look too bad...but there's just something missing in the gravy. You know, that kind of thick, rich gravy full of flavours other than salt and sugar? (I do have limited stuff in my cupboard but I'm slowly building it up again...)
Any ideas anyone?
Tuesday 25 March 2008
Stayin' Alive
Was just watching this "Hits Songs List" on TV. It wasn't your normal R&B or Ultimate Ballad or Love songs or whatever. Rather, it was called "The Top 20 Cheesy Party Starters".
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???!?!?!??!?!!!!!!!????
(That's what exactly went through my mind when I was scrolling through the programmes list in the menu. I cannot believe they actually show something like this on TV.)
Flipped onto the channel...and I saw Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody". Definitely cheesy.
Then...
Bee Gees: Stayin' Alive.
OK lar...I mean I (usually) like this song. So what if it's cheesy? Or so 70s? But I've never thought of the idea of watching this song's MTV. In fact, I didn't even know it HAD an MTV.
It was nothing REALLY impressive...but I never expected it to be that hilarious!
Don't believe me? Watch it then:
Damn funny right?!?!
With high-waisted, super-tight, bell-bottoms and OTT hair.
OH oh oH, and the blinding-white-porcelain-bonded-like teeth.
HAHAHHAAHAHAHAA!!!!
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???!?!?!??!?!!!!!!!????
(That's what exactly went through my mind when I was scrolling through the programmes list in the menu. I cannot believe they actually show something like this on TV.)
Flipped onto the channel...and I saw Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody". Definitely cheesy.
Then...
Bee Gees: Stayin' Alive.
OK lar...I mean I (usually) like this song. So what if it's cheesy? Or so 70s? But I've never thought of the idea of watching this song's MTV. In fact, I didn't even know it HAD an MTV.
It was nothing REALLY impressive...but I never expected it to be that hilarious!
Don't believe me? Watch it then:
Damn funny right?!?!
With high-waisted, super-tight, bell-bottoms and OTT hair.
OH oh oH, and the blinding-white-porcelain-bonded-like teeth.
HAHAHHAAHAHAHAA!!!!
Saturday 22 March 2008
Flashback...
Well...not in THAT sense lar...
Was just looking at the pictures I took when I went back home and came to the ones that I took of our new house. (Technically it's my parents' new house since I don't exactly live there anymore. *sob*)
Everything was so unfamiliar to me. Even the route back home. Drove on a different road towards a different direction from the past 20 years. (I can't believe that I have actually lived in the same place for 20 years already!!!) Didn't know where everything was, had no idea what we have at home, and had no keys to the house anymore. (This is the worst part, man! I ALWAYS had keys to the house!!!) They've sold one of the cars as well...so that means I always have to make sure that I have a car before I make any plans at night.
There're loads more new places in BP that I've never been to before. The area around Jalan Tan Swee Hoe and Convent used to be just made of up trees and grass. But now it's all full of shops and bustling with life even at night. We've got a BP mall in addition to the Summit, and countless other restaurants that we never had before. (OK...it might still be a far cry from KL but then...I think it's pretty good for BP's standards already.)
People have changed so much. How they look like, what they're doing, and where they're going. And we say this every year, but I'm going to say it again. The crowd we get around Chinese New Year just gets smaller and smaller each year. This year, it's almost non-existent (except for Grace, RueyJiun and me). The same goes for our yumcha sessions.
And I've only been away for 18 months. Come to think of it, it's not that long. But it's not that short either. The only difference is I've never realised changes can come so quickly in one place and you'd never have felt it that much if you were always there.
The same thing goes for me, I don't feel like I've changed a lot, but then I got a lot of weird stares when I was out back home, as if I'm foreign. As in not from BP. At the customs as well, both Singapore and KL. One thought I was a tourist from far away and another wondered if I could speak BM.
*sigh*
Wonder how much BP will change when I go back the next time.
Was just looking at the pictures I took when I went back home and came to the ones that I took of our new house. (Technically it's my parents' new house since I don't exactly live there anymore. *sob*)
Everything was so unfamiliar to me. Even the route back home. Drove on a different road towards a different direction from the past 20 years. (I can't believe that I have actually lived in the same place for 20 years already!!!) Didn't know where everything was, had no idea what we have at home, and had no keys to the house anymore. (This is the worst part, man! I ALWAYS had keys to the house!!!) They've sold one of the cars as well...so that means I always have to make sure that I have a car before I make any plans at night.
There're loads more new places in BP that I've never been to before. The area around Jalan Tan Swee Hoe and Convent used to be just made of up trees and grass. But now it's all full of shops and bustling with life even at night. We've got a BP mall in addition to the Summit, and countless other restaurants that we never had before. (OK...it might still be a far cry from KL but then...I think it's pretty good for BP's standards already.)
People have changed so much. How they look like, what they're doing, and where they're going. And we say this every year, but I'm going to say it again. The crowd we get around Chinese New Year just gets smaller and smaller each year. This year, it's almost non-existent (except for Grace, RueyJiun and me). The same goes for our yumcha sessions.
And I've only been away for 18 months. Come to think of it, it's not that long. But it's not that short either. The only difference is I've never realised changes can come so quickly in one place and you'd never have felt it that much if you were always there.
The same thing goes for me, I don't feel like I've changed a lot, but then I got a lot of weird stares when I was out back home, as if I'm foreign. As in not from BP. At the customs as well, both Singapore and KL. One thought I was a tourist from far away and another wondered if I could speak BM.
*sigh*
Wonder how much BP will change when I go back the next time.
Friday 21 March 2008
Craze on Wii
OK...about the craze on Wii...
There's this Sport Relief thing going on recently and the people at work decided to play their part as well.
Some decided to run the marathon...or come up with quizzes and games...and the most absurd of all...(I still can't believe that it happened) is to have a Wii Olympics.
I've seen people brandishing their arms in thin air and they looked absolutely ridiculous.
On the good side, everyone had a good laugh.
It is funny lar...imagine right, two guys on Wii Boxing and they're actually punching nothing and staring at the screen. Or they're just running across the room as if they're really playing tennis. Or pretend that they're sprinting the 100m in (Cartoon) Olympics.
And you know right...all these games can get addictive (I know coz I've got the experience) so I wouldn't start it in the first place unless I plan to get a Wii myself in the end.
But then again, it wouldn't be fun if there isn't a bunch of people there as well. (So boring to play by yourself, right?)
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See that?
Was just on FB and came across this application. But I never expected something like that lor.
(Most of the time all these stuff are a load of bullsh*t. Don't even come near.)
Ignore the "Description" part. Makes no sense whatsoever. But as for the rest...hmm...I like it. HAHA!
There's this Sport Relief thing going on recently and the people at work decided to play their part as well.
Some decided to run the marathon...or come up with quizzes and games...and the most absurd of all...(I still can't believe that it happened) is to have a Wii Olympics.
I've seen people brandishing their arms in thin air and they looked absolutely ridiculous.
On the good side, everyone had a good laugh.
It is funny lar...imagine right, two guys on Wii Boxing and they're actually punching nothing and staring at the screen. Or they're just running across the room as if they're really playing tennis. Or pretend that they're sprinting the 100m in (Cartoon) Olympics.
And you know right...all these games can get addictive (I know coz I've got the experience) so I wouldn't start it in the first place unless I plan to get a Wii myself in the end.
But then again, it wouldn't be fun if there isn't a bunch of people there as well. (So boring to play by yourself, right?)
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See that?
Was just on FB and came across this application. But I never expected something like that lor.
(Most of the time all these stuff are a load of bullsh*t. Don't even come near.)
Ignore the "Description" part. Makes no sense whatsoever. But as for the rest...hmm...I like it. HAHA!
Sunday 16 March 2008
A weekend of nothing...
Nothing much, I would say. (But this doesn't mean that I just sat on a spot and did absolutely nothing for the whole weekend.)
On the contrary, I did go to Bridgend for a while. (When everyone's busy with the Rugby Grand Slam, I was going in the opposite direction coz I have no interest in rugby whatsoever.)
Bridgend reminded me of Sunderland, and I could only compare Cardiff to Newcastle. So people who have been staying in Newcastle and then been to Sunderland for a day trip or something like that, then you would know what I'm talking about.
It's just a nice quiet town that's somewhere in between Cardiff and Swansea, and loads of people from work actually travel from Bridgend to work daily. (Plus it's only a 20 minute ride on the train so it's not that long. It would have been longer to drive though...distance and traffic conditions make it so.)
Had a nice quiet night at home, didn't get much to anything except some chit-chatting. (Besides...who knows what the town would be like at night coz it's very much dependent on how the results of the rugby went: Wales or France)
But after some talking and thinking (Yes, I DO think!), I think:
My latte over lunch in Wetherspoons. Most of the shops weren't open. Either they're too hungover after all the celebrations or they're just too depressed over the loss. (I don't know why but that's what I'm guessing.)
Had mixed grill for lunch...but forgot all about my camera by the time the food arrived (I was starving), so no pics then, unfortunately.
So had a nice weekend generally. Wasn't really busy but wasn't totally unproductive either. Would wanna go down to Bridgend again. I haven't got the chance to go to the designer outlet, which I heard was quite good. Must go, must go!
P/S: Wales won the 6 Nations Rugby. So they must be hungover then. :P
On the contrary, I did go to Bridgend for a while. (When everyone's busy with the Rugby Grand Slam, I was going in the opposite direction coz I have no interest in rugby whatsoever.)
Bridgend reminded me of Sunderland, and I could only compare Cardiff to Newcastle. So people who have been staying in Newcastle and then been to Sunderland for a day trip or something like that, then you would know what I'm talking about.
It's just a nice quiet town that's somewhere in between Cardiff and Swansea, and loads of people from work actually travel from Bridgend to work daily. (Plus it's only a 20 minute ride on the train so it's not that long. It would have been longer to drive though...distance and traffic conditions make it so.)
Had a nice quiet night at home, didn't get much to anything except some chit-chatting. (Besides...who knows what the town would be like at night coz it's very much dependent on how the results of the rugby went: Wales or France)
But after some talking and thinking (Yes, I DO think!), I think:
- When guys gossip, they're worse than girls.
- Girls are (usually, but not necessarily) more aggressive in office politics than guys.
- Some things never change. Never have, never will.
My latte over lunch in Wetherspoons. Most of the shops weren't open. Either they're too hungover after all the celebrations or they're just too depressed over the loss. (I don't know why but that's what I'm guessing.)
Had mixed grill for lunch...but forgot all about my camera by the time the food arrived (I was starving), so no pics then, unfortunately.
So had a nice weekend generally. Wasn't really busy but wasn't totally unproductive either. Would wanna go down to Bridgend again. I haven't got the chance to go to the designer outlet, which I heard was quite good. Must go, must go!
P/S: Wales won the 6 Nations Rugby. So they must be hungover then. :P
Friday 14 March 2008
No pain, no gain
My legs are wobbly right now (I practically had to cling onto the railing while coming down the stairs in the gym so that I won't roll all the way down)...and I can hardly type properly because my hands are shaking so much so that it's affecting how nimble my fingers are.
And I never thought that I'd see personal trainers from hell.
(OK, he's not as THAT bad...but he's definitely bad enough...but he makes it up with his looks so it's I guess it counters the cons out. OH MY GOD, I'm so vain!)
I was made to do 4kg weights on each hand...for 80 reps!!! I've never done that!!! (And I still can't believe that I actually did that.) Plus another 45 reps with 6kg weights and 1km on the rowing machine...and 1 mile on the bike.
I'm not kidding...it is DEFINITELY NOT easy.
(If anyone doesn't believe me, then go ahead and join a gym and TRY it yourself. Provided you don't usually do weights.)
Although I admit I said that I don't want bingo arms...but I don't want Popeye's either!!! (That would be so unattractive...especially on me when I'm already vertically AND horizontally challenged.)
I complain, he continues as if I said it's too easy for me. (But he is definitely a great distraction. Hey, but what's pain without a little gain then?)
And I never thought that I'd see personal trainers from hell.
(OK, he's not as THAT bad...but he's definitely bad enough...but he makes it up with his looks so it's I guess it counters the cons out. OH MY GOD, I'm so vain!)
I was made to do 4kg weights on each hand...for 80 reps!!! I've never done that!!! (And I still can't believe that I actually did that.) Plus another 45 reps with 6kg weights and 1km on the rowing machine...and 1 mile on the bike.
I'm not kidding...it is DEFINITELY NOT easy.
(If anyone doesn't believe me, then go ahead and join a gym and TRY it yourself. Provided you don't usually do weights.)
Although I admit I said that I don't want bingo arms...but I don't want Popeye's either!!! (That would be so unattractive...especially on me when I'm already vertically AND horizontally challenged.)
I complain, he continues as if I said it's too easy for me. (But he is definitely a great distraction. Hey, but what's pain without a little gain then?)
Wednesday 12 March 2008
Is my language THAT horrible?
Work has been shitty today...really shitty.
Not only did my dilution not go right, but my results didn't go exactly right either when my dilution was right. Spent the whole day doing loads of things without them going right.
Meaning? I have to do this all over again tomorrow. (And with limited stuff to work with plus being on procedure = big problem)
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Back to my language.
Someone at work commented that my language is bad. Not in the sense that I have a problem with my vocabulary, grammar or self-expression. It's just...not the kind of way a "lady" would be talking in.
But let's face it. Who talks like that anymore? Hardly, I think. Plus I'm so expressive, I usually need more than just good vocabulary to emphasize or prove my point.
Besides...I think words like crap, damn, shit, bloody, hell is not the worst one can get. You normally hear it in day-to-day conversation nowadays. And what's so horrible about that?
Plus, nobody else minds and I don't think it's a problem. Especially when you're talking about issues that concern you, and ONLY you. It's different if you use words like that to (openly) insult people with ill intentions, but that also depends on who's your subject and audience, isn't it?
SO?
Not only did my dilution not go right, but my results didn't go exactly right either when my dilution was right. Spent the whole day doing loads of things without them going right.
Meaning? I have to do this all over again tomorrow. (And with limited stuff to work with plus being on procedure = big problem)
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Back to my language.
Someone at work commented that my language is bad. Not in the sense that I have a problem with my vocabulary, grammar or self-expression. It's just...not the kind of way a "lady" would be talking in.
But let's face it. Who talks like that anymore? Hardly, I think. Plus I'm so expressive, I usually need more than just good vocabulary to emphasize or prove my point.
Besides...I think words like crap, damn, shit, bloody, hell is not the worst one can get. You normally hear it in day-to-day conversation nowadays. And what's so horrible about that?
Plus, nobody else minds and I don't think it's a problem. Especially when you're talking about issues that concern you, and ONLY you. It's different if you use words like that to (openly) insult people with ill intentions, but that also depends on who's your subject and audience, isn't it?
SO?
Sunday 9 March 2008
The consequences of a kick-ass workout
...especially if you've not been working out for ages...
Is that you feel like your limbs are going to fall off anytime after that.
Wahlau...I can hardly walk up and down the stairs ok...never had it that bad since...since God knows when.
And I thought Pilates the other day was quite bad. I thought wrong...very wrong...
Need to get some water downstairs. *ouch*
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On a totally different note, I've been following the results of the election throughout yesterday.
It seems like BN's lost 5 states...something I've never heard of in the electoral history of Malaysia. How bad is it, huh?
I wonder what will happen now?
Is that you feel like your limbs are going to fall off anytime after that.
Wahlau...I can hardly walk up and down the stairs ok...never had it that bad since...since God knows when.
And I thought Pilates the other day was quite bad. I thought wrong...very wrong...
Need to get some water downstairs. *ouch*
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On a totally different note, I've been following the results of the election throughout yesterday.
It seems like BN's lost 5 states...something I've never heard of in the electoral history of Malaysia. How bad is it, huh?
I wonder what will happen now?
Saturday 8 March 2008
Raindrops...
...are falling against my window. (I'm not barking mad to be standing in the rain, you know...)
But today's weather is just as bad as it usually is, so I'm not going into town to do my shopping.
Instead, I went to the gym and got a complimentary personal training session.
I got my ass kicked man!!! (In a good way, of course.)
The thing about personal trainers is that they push you to go where you would have given up usually. And that's what mine did today.
"Great! You can do it! Halfway there! Don't give up! Doing absolutely great! Almost there! Well done!"
They constantly shout out motivational phrases at you so that you take it in subconsciously and push yourself to the end. (Which is rather useful on me, I think. Yeah yeah...I'm easy to satisfy.)
So, I worked more today than any of the past days this week when I went to the gym. But this does NOT mean that I did NOTHING when I went on my own. What I meant is that I worked out more intensively than I thought I had did.
All those kick-boxing and punches...WOO!!! (It's definitely more interesting than just running on the treadmill pointlessly.)
*In a sing-song manner* I wanna go again! I wanna do it again!
But today's weather is just as bad as it usually is, so I'm not going into town to do my shopping.
Instead, I went to the gym and got a complimentary personal training session.
I got my ass kicked man!!! (In a good way, of course.)
The thing about personal trainers is that they push you to go where you would have given up usually. And that's what mine did today.
"Great! You can do it! Halfway there! Don't give up! Doing absolutely great! Almost there! Well done!"
They constantly shout out motivational phrases at you so that you take it in subconsciously and push yourself to the end. (Which is rather useful on me, I think. Yeah yeah...I'm easy to satisfy.)
So, I worked more today than any of the past days this week when I went to the gym. But this does NOT mean that I did NOTHING when I went on my own. What I meant is that I worked out more intensively than I thought I had did.
All those kick-boxing and punches...WOO!!! (It's definitely more interesting than just running on the treadmill pointlessly.)
*In a sing-song manner* I wanna go again! I wanna do it again!
Monday 3 March 2008
New Year's Resolution?
Definitely not...since it's March already.
I'm now plopped on my bed typing this entry after a short workout at the gym:
Yes, people...I've joined the gym.
Previously, there has always been something that somehow or rather kept me away. Now, I don't really have a good reason not to anymore.
I'm now plopped on my bed typing this entry after a short workout at the gym:
Yes, people...I've joined the gym.
Previously, there has always been something that somehow or rather kept me away. Now, I don't really have a good reason not to anymore.
- I'm working now so I can afford to pay for it myself. Not dad.
- I live, like, just 100 steps away from Fitness First. How far can it be?
- Besides walking to work and around the lab, I haven't been doing anything else (besides retail therapy). Need some exercise before all my joints get rusty early.
- They're open until 10pm, which is more than enough for me to work late, come back, bathe, eat and then pop in.
So...difficult to say no right?
And so to say, I'm not the only one at work who goes to the gym, almost 60% of the people do! (OK, probably that's because most of them are guys and they do some kind of sport or another...but that's besides the point.) The point is, going to the gym here is like, so normal?
Back home, whenever we talk about going to the gym, people usually picture a small room with lots of heavy weights and sweaty guys. Which is almost true coz small town gyms doesn't seem to be that popular among women.
I won't say that it's dominated by female over here, but then there is definitely an approximately equal ratio of men and women who come to the gym according to my observations today. OK, so the free weights section are STILL male dominated, and they're always trying to impress their mates or whoever that's watching by going with the super heavy weights. Other than that, everything else seems fine.
Oh, oh, OH! And there's this steam room and sauna and, that super chic locker! They're sensor operated, so it's locked by a mere scan of your card! And there's the tanning beds as well (though I'm not particularly interested in that...I just got tanned from my trip back home...and I take forever to untan anyway.)
And the classes, they have Pilates...which I've been wanting to try for a while now, and not to say some kick-ass Boxercise!
Erm...I think I'm starting to sound like I'm advertising for them already. Probably time to stop.
Wednesday 27 February 2008
Chinese New Year: Year of the Rat
It's almost a month now since CNY, and I've been back in UK for 2 weeks already. Life here's pretty much like normal, i.e. back to work and the unpredictable weather. But so far, the weather in Cardiff seems fair. Loads of sunshine during the day (and it's getting longer each day) and it only rains at night.
Anyway........
I'm just going to post the pictures I took when I went home, but there was a lot, so I'm just going to select a few and put it up. (Too lazy to upload and arrange.)
Little Jarvis...
Reunion dinner...
Karaoke at Redbox on Lunar Day 1...
Erm...my brother trying to do an impersonation...
Kenny!!!
There're loads more but I'm done for today.
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Oh yeah, on my flight back, there was this old man who tried to get off the plane while we were 30 000 feet in the air. Made quite a big fuss and complained about random things, refusing to sit down even when we're about to land. Had to be 'man-handled' into a seat and sedated before he could be taken off the plane.
My life's full of drama (though not necessarily mine), isn't it?
Anyway........
I'm just going to post the pictures I took when I went home, but there was a lot, so I'm just going to select a few and put it up. (Too lazy to upload and arrange.)
Little Jarvis...
Reunion dinner...
Karaoke at Redbox on Lunar Day 1...
Erm...my brother trying to do an impersonation...
Kenny!!!
There're loads more but I'm done for today.
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Oh yeah, on my flight back, there was this old man who tried to get off the plane while we were 30 000 feet in the air. Made quite a big fuss and complained about random things, refusing to sit down even when we're about to land. Had to be 'man-handled' into a seat and sedated before he could be taken off the plane.
My life's full of drama (though not necessarily mine), isn't it?
Tuesday 26 February 2008
Talk about living in civilization
When I haven't had internet access at home for the past 2 months. Amazing, isn't it? I didn't know how I survived. (Although I did use it in the office after work.)
It's really stupid because we've waited ages for the line to be installed and the hub to be delivered, but the ISP's really rubbish when they've got things wrong over and over again. Hence, the delayssSSsSSsSSSsssss....................
And now that the line's put in and the hub delivered, guess what? The brand-new hub decides to be faulty. And there's nothing we can do to save it, except to wait for a new one to be delivered...which would take at least a week, if not more (in my experience).
But nevermind, since we've got really nice neighbours (managed by the same agent) who're willing to share with us the connection until we've got our own set up. :)
And it couldn't have come at a better time coz I've had a lousy day at work. Loads of stuff going on but not all of them are going right. *sigh*
Need to get to bed now. Long day tomorrow.
It's really stupid because we've waited ages for the line to be installed and the hub to be delivered, but the ISP's really rubbish when they've got things wrong over and over again. Hence, the delayssSSsSSsSSSsssss....................
And now that the line's put in and the hub delivered, guess what? The brand-new hub decides to be faulty. And there's nothing we can do to save it, except to wait for a new one to be delivered...which would take at least a week, if not more (in my experience).
But nevermind, since we've got really nice neighbours (managed by the same agent) who're willing to share with us the connection until we've got our own set up. :)
And it couldn't have come at a better time coz I've had a lousy day at work. Loads of stuff going on but not all of them are going right. *sigh*
Need to get to bed now. Long day tomorrow.
Sunday 3 February 2008
Jet-lagged
Just touched down a couple of hours ago. Long trip...loads of delays...but generally got home safe and sound.
I'm so tired right now...but I can't sleep. Why? Because I conveniently forgot that taking teh ais at the mamak stalls at 3am in the morning does not help u get to sleep. In fact, it works the other way round. But since I would have to get a lot of stuff done today, it might not be so bad after all. (Probably I will just wear myself out even more so that I'll be really able to get some real sleep tonight.)
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On another note, I've got loads of things to blog about for the past few weeks. But then, the lack of internet access has drained my enthusiasm for those topics and I simply can't remember what they were anymore. Thus, my blog is kind of dead right now. (It's always like that, isn't it?) Plus, I'm in no condition to use my brain even for mundane stuff like making coffee (because I have no idea where everything is in my parent's new house) and I had to open all the cabinets just to find the cups hanging on the stand right beside the sink.
OK, really really promise to update real soon. When my brain starts working again...in a few days.
I'm so tired right now...but I can't sleep. Why? Because I conveniently forgot that taking teh ais at the mamak stalls at 3am in the morning does not help u get to sleep. In fact, it works the other way round. But since I would have to get a lot of stuff done today, it might not be so bad after all. (Probably I will just wear myself out even more so that I'll be really able to get some real sleep tonight.)
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On another note, I've got loads of things to blog about for the past few weeks. But then, the lack of internet access has drained my enthusiasm for those topics and I simply can't remember what they were anymore. Thus, my blog is kind of dead right now. (It's always like that, isn't it?) Plus, I'm in no condition to use my brain even for mundane stuff like making coffee (because I have no idea where everything is in my parent's new house) and I had to open all the cabinets just to find the cups hanging on the stand right beside the sink.
OK, really really promise to update real soon. When my brain starts working again...in a few days.
Friday 11 January 2008
Week 2 of 2008
This has been one of my busiest weeks so far...but why is it that I feel like I haven't got a lot done?
It's not like I haven't been able to do much really, but I just don't feel like I've done A LOT.
I think I'm a workaholic. Or that I just don't like to hang around and do nothing.
But I'm glad that I'm actually doing something productive though. It makes me feel...........
Efficient!!!
That's one of the best things I've heard all week! HAHA!
Now, I'm convinced I'm a workaholic. :)
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On something totally unrelated, I'm going to move to my new place tomorrow. I'm so damn "pok kai" now lar...I have moving cos it always burns a big hole in my pocket. And it's hardly the middle of the month yet.
But on a brighter note, the new place seems quite alright. So I'm quite looking forward to having my own place nearer to work. (Meaning I can walk to work, and save me from bugging people to give me rides and all. Even if they don't mind, I can't really rely on people to do that all the time right?)
So...time to pack. I came with 2 suitcases, but my stuff can't fit into them anymore. *sigh*
It's not like I haven't been able to do much really, but I just don't feel like I've done A LOT.
I think I'm a workaholic. Or that I just don't like to hang around and do nothing.
But I'm glad that I'm actually doing something productive though. It makes me feel...........
Efficient!!!
That's one of the best things I've heard all week! HAHA!
Now, I'm convinced I'm a workaholic. :)
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On something totally unrelated, I'm going to move to my new place tomorrow. I'm so damn "pok kai" now lar...I have moving cos it always burns a big hole in my pocket. And it's hardly the middle of the month yet.
But on a brighter note, the new place seems quite alright. So I'm quite looking forward to having my own place nearer to work. (Meaning I can walk to work, and save me from bugging people to give me rides and all. Even if they don't mind, I can't really rely on people to do that all the time right?)
So...time to pack. I came with 2 suitcases, but my stuff can't fit into them anymore. *sigh*
Monday 7 January 2008
Deep...
Real deep.
What is?
My own grave.
And I dug it myself.
The only thing left is probably the epitaph...
What is?
My own grave.
And I dug it myself.
The only thing left is probably the epitaph...
Sunday 6 January 2008
Great news for me!!!
Yes, at least for me now...
After a daunting first week back at work (with things going wrong left, right and centre...), I got one of the greatest news I'd never thought I'd hear from one of my colleagues.
There's a Malaysian restaurant in Cardiff!!!
YooHoo!!!!!
Of course, I tracked down the place yesterday and sped right in to order myself some decent Malaysian food right when I checked out the menu outside. (Just to make sure that they really DO sell Malaysian food. And damn right they do!!!)
Woohoo!!!
Not too bad, and the price range is OK as well. Though I have to say the one in London is still better than this one, but beggars can't be choosers right?
Starter: Pergedel...
It does taste like what it is back home. (*Tears streaming*)
Main course: Laksa
This is exactly what I've been craving for for ages! WOO!!! And I can ask them to make it spicier. HAHAHA!!!!
And with "Balik Kampung" music playing in the background (I kid you not...) it almost felt like home...and it reminds me that I'll be back home in about 3 weeks!!!
Yeah yeah yeah!!!
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After lunch, I met up with Wioletta and Jack, and they brought me around Cardiff, in search of Oriental food and shops.
Finally, thisstore warehouse on the outskirts sells EVERYTHING you can imagine. It's even better than all the Oriental stores in Newcastle's Chinatown put together! (So it's OK for now for Cardiff not to have a Chinatown. Hehe...)
Oh, they're so nice, and when I move next week, we'll be living in almost the same area and considered "neighbours" then!
Fab Saturday, I tell you. FAB!!!
And I just want to say...
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!
After a daunting first week back at work (with things going wrong left, right and centre...), I got one of the greatest news I'd never thought I'd hear from one of my colleagues.
There's a Malaysian restaurant in Cardiff!!!
YooHoo!!!!!
Of course, I tracked down the place yesterday and sped right in to order myself some decent Malaysian food right when I checked out the menu outside. (Just to make sure that they really DO sell Malaysian food. And damn right they do!!!)
Woohoo!!!
Not too bad, and the price range is OK as well. Though I have to say the one in London is still better than this one, but beggars can't be choosers right?
Starter: Pergedel...
It does taste like what it is back home. (*Tears streaming*)
Main course: Laksa
This is exactly what I've been craving for for ages! WOO!!! And I can ask them to make it spicier. HAHAHA!!!!
And with "Balik Kampung" music playing in the background (I kid you not...) it almost felt like home...and it reminds me that I'll be back home in about 3 weeks!!!
Yeah yeah yeah!!!
*****************************
After lunch, I met up with Wioletta and Jack, and they brought me around Cardiff, in search of Oriental food and shops.
Finally, this
Oh, they're so nice, and when I move next week, we'll be living in almost the same area and considered "neighbours" then!
Fab Saturday, I tell you. FAB!!!
And I just want to say...
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!
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