Of randoms and knots

I ushered 2011 with the anticipation of new things; a new house (which we had purchased in Oct), the renovation of the new house, my promotion and a huge ass debt on my head. It is now coming to the end of August and much has happened.

In late February, our house started being renovated. We were seen running around picking out tiles, bathroom accessories, furniture, paint colours and fittings. It was a crazy 1 month for us. Then April rolled in and we moved in. We had found out the house was haunted by none other than a female spirit who had no intention of sharing a space she had had for God knows how long. Unfortunately for her, neither was I ( more because I was scared shitless by the mere fact I could die a mysterious death because she was pissed) so my Dad got a Hindu priest to exorcise the house.

Side bar: I am a Christian but ….ahhh… it’s a long story. Bottom line is, this priest was the go to man for this kinda freaky stuff.

House was then peaceful and the boyfriend and I started our new adventure together. At this point, the boyfriend had got a new job and is much happier than he was before. Our house is still in quite a state because we don’t have a proper kitchen. My Mom gave me a portable cabinet and the boyfriend’s Mom gave us a portable single stove. I cook but with the limited work space and equipment, I can’t be that creative.

June welcomed Pei and Ash and a wedding announcement. I was the last to know but hell, it’s more my fault than anyone else’s because I’m too busy to catch up or even keep in touch. To add to the joy, Pei and Ash announced their wedding plans too. Their announcement made me cry ( I must admit) because of two things; one; FINALLY and two; the age old question of when I’ll be tying the damn knot.

The boyfriend had been afraid of this when he heard about the impending weddings and rightly so because I was bawling my eyes out, falling short of holding a pity party to commemorate the possibility of me being an old maid (with a boyfriend). Then I started busying myself with the planning of Pei’s wedding; looking at flowers, cakes and researching venues so when she needs them, she just needs to ask and I would have it at hand.

When I mention these upcoming weddings to anyone, I have to be prepared to deflect any attention to my ring less finger although I’m doing a pretty poor job at it. My comeback is a standard statement that I’m thinking of tattooing to my forehead “ ask him” or “I look too sane to be getting married”. That should do the trick or at least I hope.

The work scene is stressful, as always and I see pimples popping up on my forehead because of it. Not flattering, not flattering at all.

I shall now bid my adieu till the next time I have an hour to kill and update you on my ever so hectic life.

The stories that never ended

These are 2 entries that never made it here before because I never finished it. I'm not one to post unfinished work but I hate for it to be sitting there, more than a year after, unfinished because I can't recall what happened. So here it goes;

17 May 2010

My body acheeessss… Let’s rewind back to Friday when it all started.

Friday- woke up with a mood of a bull ready to trample the world. I was dressed and out the door and just in time for work. It was the company’s outing that night. The plan? – Bowling followed by dinner at some steamboat place which was a walk away from Sunway Pyramid.

Seeing that management was going to be there, I decided I should just make an appearance. Now, I do not bowl. Tried once when I was 15 or 16 but my parents were too anal to let me go again. Then again, I wasn’t allowed to go anywhere or do anything. Yes, I was very much deprived. So, here I was again, at the bowling alley, in heels and a book. I was adamant I was not going to bowl because I’m not going to want to look like a complete fool or worse – actually hurt somebody. Trust me; I am very much capable of doing that. I call it an accident; the boyfriend does not think so.

So, after much persuasion, I traded my heels for this gawky looking pair of bowling shoes. Then, I had to find a bowling ball for myself. I didn’t even know it had different weights to it. (Told you I’ve never bowled before). Bowled a few that ended in the gutter. Then finally I started getting better. I told myself to look at the lines on the lane and just throw/fling (whatever you call it) following it. It worked most of the time when my thumb was not stuck in the ball and flew out with a thud on the lane.

I kinda got bored after that. But I knew that my arm was gonna hurt like a bitch the next day.

Moral of the day? – Bowling is so not my thing.

Saturday – woke up early and followed the boyfriend to work. Spent the whole day on my laptop watching movies and playing games while he works away. It’s our way of spending time together while giving each other space. We’re weird that way but hell, we’re happy.

Finally watched The Blind Side and cried. I’m such a sucker for feel good movies.

That was Saturday.

Sunday – woke up early and went for breakfast with Sue. Then we headed for the reason- I-am-so-sore-all-over ; dance practice. Oh! I have never ached so badly in my life! As fun as it was, I felt awkward. I have not danced in years. I felt so stiff. I mean, it’s not like I did ballet but I have choreographed and performed many times before. I envied the instructor. Her body is so limber; she can make a man scream in ecstasy at just a thought.

I had to leave the practice early though cause I had to join the boyfriend and the family for family lunch. Met them at Sunway Pyramid and we had lunch at TGIF. My fish dish was horrid. Ugh.. Is it just me or has TGIF’s food standard dropped?

Cest la vie!

16 June 2010

Back at work again after taking one day of medical leave due to a viral thingy ma jiggy. I hate being sick. I feel like taking a gun to myself and shooting myself because I feel so uncomfortable. And I still do.

Ugh.

The weirdest thing happened. The boy and I were watching Psych and once it was over, I held out my hand for him to help me up. He pulled me up into him arms while the Psych team song was playing and said this. “I want this song to be our wedding song.” I wanted to smack him.

Of course I said no but the weird thing? The fact that he brought up the M word up without gasping for air or screaming “Pressure much?”. That’s good, I guess.

Marriage is definitely on my mind seeing that we live together and are moving into our own place next year (and for the fact that I’m getting older by the day).

Breakeven

I’ve been working like a dog for a measly bone for the past 3 weeks. I honestly feel like I’ve traded my life for this job. I’m tired all the time and I hardly have time to just stay at home and do nothing because I’ll be out running errands or catching up with my friends.

I’m working tonight and (finally) will be off for 4 days. Tomorrow I’ll be accompanying one of the girls for her first experience of brazilian waxing. I’m gonna be stoned but there’s just some joys in life you can’t afford to miss out on and this is definitely one of it. G, pardon my laughter tomorrow while you scream in pain.

I will then get my ass to KL and have lunch with the boyfriend. I will need quite a bit of coffee although a shot would sky rocket me already. I’ll be spending the weekend catching up on sleep and movies and just spending time with the boyfriend.

I know a lot of you have teased me about the amount of time I spend on the phone with the boyfriend especially since I’m living with him. I guess it’s because we’re each other’s piece of home when we’re at work or anywhere else. That’s how I see it. He’s my best friend, someone who I can just rant to or just be nuts with. He’s the voice of reasoning when I am going nuts. Literally.

By the way, I have realized I’m more grown up than I, myself perceive to be. I seem to find myself out of my element when I’m in a company of old acquaintances. I’m not the same girl who used to go clubbing every weekend or the one who could take on a whole bottle of vodka by drinking it as shots. Today, I don’t find clubbing as entertaining as it used to be and I’ve cut down on my drinking that my tolerance for alcohol has gone down the drain as well. I’m properly dressed (most of the time). I can’t even do late nights. I’d rather go to a mamak and catch up over an iced Milo.

Although, saying all that, I think I should start doing some things on my own. Like going out with my work mates for pool or something. I’m not saying that I’m not allowed to do any of these things. I am saying that my working hours won’t let me do everything I want so I choose to spend time annoying the boyfriend. =P

Spent yesterday evening catching up with Hadi. I missed that boy. The boyfriend is going to be disappointed that I’m still “stealing” his friend. Hahaha. I’ll give him A for effort la.

Anyways, I actually do have work to do these days so I’ll end here.

End.

Cast thy first stone

Back at work again. Been busy though with a new case that came in today morning.

Came in today morning and found out that my leave has been declined due to too many staff requesting for leave on those dates. Sigh..there goes my holidays and my pre-paid flight tickets.

Well, nothing I can do about it now. So I now have a remainder of 5.2 days of leave left. Yes, 0.2! Which is an equivalent of 2 hours 40 minutes. I’m going to have to use that to go home early one of these days. The boyfriend has 5.5 days left. The issue is planning anything because he doesn’t know when he’ll be able to take it.

Sigh.

Updates.

Sue-ann and I finally met up over lunch at Dome. It was really nice to catch up. It’s been so long and I’ve missed her. She said I’ve changed. I’m standing up for myself more apparently. I agree, of course. The boyfriend keeps reminding me that I need to be assertive and I do believe I have been recently.

Which reminds me, the boyfriend and I are looking to invest in a property. We just went to bank yesterday and sat down, blanked face as we listen to this lady drone on about home loans. I honestly did not know what was going on. I can’t blame myself because this is all fairly new to me. We looked at the monthly repayment and I was doing calculations in my head. I’m paying for my car, bills and soon a house and now another house. I don’t like being a grown up. =(

It feels as if someone just took a knife and slashed through my pocket!

Btw, the ash cloud seems to be back. A few of the airports in the UK are closed. Please don’t loom over the airports when I’m working. Pick someone else.

It makes you think that with everything that has been happening around the world that the Apocalypse is already in motion.

I take these verses from the Bible to let you know what I mean;

The Book of Revelations 6

2And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.
4And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword.

6And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.

8And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
12And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood;

13And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind.
14And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places.
15And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains;
16And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb:
17For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?
Revelation 7
1And after these things I saw four angels standing on the four corners of the earth, holding the four winds of the earth, that the wind should not blow on the earth, nor on the sea, nor on any tree.
2And I saw another angel ascending from the east, having the seal of the living God: and he cried with a loud voice to the four angels, to whom it was given to hurt the earth and the sea,
3Saying, Hurt not the earth, neither the sea, nor the trees, till we have sealed the servants of our God in their foreheads.
Revelation 8

5And the angel took the censer, and filled it with fire of the altar, and cast it into the earth: and there were voices, and thunderings, and lightnings, and an earthquake.
6And the seven angels which had the seven trumpets prepared themselves to sound.
7The first angel sounded, and there followed hail and fire mingled with blood, and they were cast upon the earth: and the third part of trees was burnt up, and all green grass was burnt up.
8And the second angel sounded, and as it were a great mountain burning with fire was cast into the sea: and the third part of the sea became blood;
9And the third part of the creatures which were in the sea, and had life, died; and the third part of the ships were destroyed.
10And the third angel sounded, and there fell a great star from heaven, burning as it were a lamp, and it fell upon the third part of the rivers, and upon the fountains of waters;
11And the name of the star is called Wormwood: and the third part of the waters became wormwood; and many men died of the waters, because they were made bitter.
12And the fourth angel sounded, and the third part of the sun was smitten, and the third part of the moon, and the third part of the stars; so as the third part of them was darkened, and the day shone not for a third part of it, and the night likewise.
13And I beheld, and heard an angel flying through the midst of heaven, saying with a loud voice, Woe, woe, woe, to the inhabiters of the earth by reason of the other voices of the trumpet of the three angels, which are yet to sound!

When ever I read Revelations, it sends shivers down my spine. I have always been a person with faith and I believe. However, recently, I was rejected because I am believed to live in sin. Why? Because I am living with a man who is not my husband. I have never been so hurt in my life before. What more do I have if the faith I have believed in rejects me? I never told the boyfriend about this. In fact, I have not told anyone, until now.

Even so, I still have faith and I still believe. If He rejects me, I will not think that I’ve wasted my whole life praising Him. He has given many blessings and one of which who loves me more than life itself. I could not ask for more.

If I’m damned, then so be it. I will still stand by my faith in God.

In Sickness and in Health

I am sneezing another day away. Stupid sinus, thanks to you, my Costrocondritis is back too. Oh, and did I tell you I’m now homeless too? Well, not entirely homeless since I’m living with the boyfriend now but I gave up my apartment last week. I decided to end the lease since I wasn’t really staying there, just my things. At least I get to save some money the next few months but of course the downside to it is that I have no place to put my stuff. And I have a lot! Which reminds me, I need to arrange everything tomorrow in the room and find space for everything because it’s turning into a maze of mess. I was almost late today because I couldn’t find my belt after finding the perfect outfit then had to change when, even after a bit of rummaging through where I thought it would be, it wasn’t! I did not have the time to look anywhere else for the fear of waking the boyfriend up, if he hasn’t yet with the racket I was making, or being late.

But although I left at 535am, I was here 5 mins before work started and I still was the first one here! Unbelievable.

Came home last night and washed the bathroom, took a shower while the boyfriend ordered Nando’s for dinner. I was exhausted as it is so I ate my dinner and fell asleep on the couch in the hopes of watching the Manchester United game. Of course I would only sacrifice my sleep on one condition – if Chelsea lost to Liverpool. That didn’t happen so I slept through. The boyfriend woke me up with the bad news and ushered me upstairs to put me to bed. Yes, I am pampered. I didn’t need coaxing to go to sleep this time seeing that I was totally knackered out.

So it looks like Chelsea will taking home the title this season. Maybe next year Fergie would not be too confident and lose to teams like Burnley who was even relegated. Tsk tsk tsk. And yes, I think Fergie will still remain manager next season – he has too much pride to leave with his current score of titles.

Again, that’s just my opinion. If he does retire, then it’s gonna be quite interesting to see how Manchester United plays.

Ooo! I forgot to mention yesterday that the boyfriend actually came over to my office for lunch. He came bearing McDonald’s Spicy Chicken McDeluxe. We ate by the car cause there was no where to sit that wasn’t infested with red ants. I know I’m lucky.

I made the right choice with him and I am glad I did what I did.

Ooo! My curls are back with a vengeance. Yes, I’m growing my hair back and it’s curling beautifully. Can’t wait for it to grow out.

Anyways, am at work, so need to actually do some work (although my bosses think I am working since I’ve just been typing away.).

Laters!

When you ain't got jam

..you make do with what you've got. Plain Jane is better than no Jane at all. That's how I see things sometimes. As much as I would like to be the optimistic one, I lack the drive to be consistent.

I'm ever changing and I think I'm getting boring now. The job doesn't help - having to work 13 hours a day with idiots (not all just some very glaring ones). I am looking at my list of tasks and going "OMG what am I doing here on a frigging Sunday". I'm short of digging a hole and burying myself in it.

Cest la vie! I can't have things my way all the time.*shrugs*

I'm attempting to actually finish a crossword puzzle by myself but it's no fun without the Boyfriend. Which reminds me, if you guys are looking for parts where I hang my dirty laundry out, you're in for a disappointment. This is my version of a slightly more public viewing blog. The juicy stuff ( I mean like seriously juicy) are locked up nicely away in another blog with limited access so don't bother googling it because you're not gonna go very far. My advice? Don't waste your time.

Back to business. I am turning boring or am already, I don't know. I'm so caught up with everything around me that I haven't had time just for myself. I met my childhood/best friend the other for dinner after 5 months of complete hiatus. It was really good catching up on things. We talked about how I should be his wing woman since he can't seem to make the first move. He self claims himself as "the second move " kinda person. Whatever that means. I wanted to kick his ass to be honest (as he had wanted to do to himself too) so I just gave him a lecture on it.

You know, some girls actually like to be approached. It makes them feel wanted.

Btw, don't even bother approaching me unless you would like your pride stripped off you in public. I mean it. I am owned. Happy to be owned I must add. Even after knowing this very particular fact you decide to "heck, give it a try", I promise you that I will tear you apart with a blunt fork until your pride bails on you to Timbuktu.

Aside from that, I am actually a nice girl, sweet even. Just don't get on my bad books and we'll do just fine.

Anyways, I digress. I was talking about guys approaching girls. I think if you do it in a classy and not a tacky manner, I believe they'd give you a chance. If they don't, it's their lost. Although you have to pardon the girls at times because there are more scumbags then real men out there. And I don't think picking girls or guys up at clubs would necessarily work seeing that people go to clubs to have fun not find a person to spend eternity with.

That's just my opinion but I am always open to other views as well so comment away if you like.