This week, I feel.....

1. disappointed - Manutd couldn't defend their Champions League title against Barca. I woke up early that morning, quickly check my Twitter but found no updates from my Manutd fan club follows. Which could only mean one thing - they lost.

2. scared like hell - I think need to go back to Ipoh for medical check up again lahh. I feel there's something really wrong with my system. I don't feel good all the time. Occasional migraine, lethargy, hair loss, pimples, neck pain, calling for sick leave almost weekly. I like Zow Zow instant noodle, but this week, I don't even feel like eating it. I ate zinc supplement daily, drank Brand's chicken essence, discarded my old pillow away but to no avail. I am afraid I have some medical condition more sinister than it apparently seemed. Hope it's as simple(?) as STRESS.

3. geram gilerr - On 28 May 2009, I gave-up on my hair. I was sooo frizzy! I woke up one morning realising I was the epitome of Charles Darwin's evolution theory. I did look like an orang utan. The mirror cracked. I sped thru LDP to my stylist in The Curve. He charged me nothing!! FOC!!! Aleluia for thoughtful people. He gave my hair a very relaxing spa and un-frizz it. My brains and head, whatever that was on top of me felt sooo much better. My hair was springy and livelier than ever. My wants: Taylor Swift's mane.

4. Over The Top - I am currently applying for jobs. I wrote my C.V. and many resumes and cover letters and proofread my credentials through many many times. Wow, I have lots of stuffs going on in me!! Five A4 papers for a C.V. is kinda OTT, eh. *Sweat*

5. finished but fulfilled - I've taught swimming for....hmmphhh...let me calculate...(where's my calculator)......June 2005-09.....kali, plus, minus, bahagi = 3 years+!! Made friends, made enemies (ya, benci sangat sama dia!), made kids cry, made kids go nuts, made my skin go bad, made tan-lines, made my hair frizz, and made many aunty-friends.


6. recessed - Yes, I feel the recession. I've been slowing down on my clubbing, shopping, and eating. My disposable income (scholarship actually) had allowed (or spoiled!) me to live a bit too luxurious as a student. This month onwards, I will not have any more income as I've stopped all my swimming. I hope to retain the weekend swimming though. Now, just recide at home and write write write, edit, read, study, and maybe apply for jobs.

**BTW, I have been given money to edit people's thesis! That's surprisingly good income!

7. Wow-ses - What a great great book - White Tiger. It made my heart beat beat beat pump pump pump even thinking about the story at this moment. Think The Kite Runner was good read? Try White Tiger. To me, it was a great read. All about the entrepreneurship in India that you can't find in China :) And how there are only two types of people in this world - man with belly and man without belly. And you decide your own future.

"Made With Love"

My brother touched down from his 51 hour flight (including transits at 4 airports) from Kansas. He said that there was no check on his flight for Influenza A, just walk-thru' the health scan system in the airport. What we thought would be a thorough >1 hr screening at KLIA on all passengers whose flights transited from NY was actually b***s**t. My brother didn't feel too well at first. But it's (hopefully) his jetlag.

My housemate got her Coach; I really didn't want anything from US. But santa bro got me a Victoria Secret microshorts and a 3 in 1 make-up case that I didn't ask for. Cost him like US$50 altogether, but it's actually dad's money/credit card. He claimed he worked for the money (he cuci pingan mangkuk at the cafeteria), but I don't trust him. So, thanks DAD!?!




I love the microshorts. It's already a MICRO-shorts and since my bro thinks I am XS, what was 'micro' became 'wah-so-damn-micro' shorts!

The microshorts from the PINK-collection are meant for collegiate students (me!) to flaunt their butts. Though my butt is not that flaunty(?) and I am never and never will be a Tyra, Karolina or whatever Angel models, still the shorts made me feel really really good. I love the whole package; it's the little little things that make your heart bounce in delight: the little pockets, the doggy print (I love dogs!), and the hemline.






VS package their things really intricately; I loved their tags that wrote the words: "Made with Love". I mean, it's such itsy-bitsy things that I take notice the most. Even the silica gel.

I know what you did last week!...and last, last week too!

Listen up, you! I know you know who you are. I dedicate this post to these you-know-who-you-are. Others not related can read up also. There's never a secret within me, eh???!??!?! :)

To Perakians and Nizar,
Congratulations to all! Pls Pls, no more tussles...and help the Perakians who has been abandoned for months. For once, we want a law passed (like murderlized all Mat Rempits; oh that's Federal law horrr). Sorry. Forgot my Pengajian Am already.

To investigator from IGB,
Thank you for the pompt response. I hope the investigation into the brick-fall incident can and will be concluded soon and come back to me when you're done. I wanna know what actually happened. I hope the one responsible is found. If not, Vouchers also I accept wann.... :P

To you, girl,
As a friend, what have been said is said. What have been done, is done for you. I don't know what to say and do for you anymore. It's only you who POSSESS the ultimate cure to solve this insomnia/depression and cry-when-no-one-is-around. Because I know you're strong, that's why I know you can make it through this. But also because you're stubborn, that's why you hold-on to it. Let go!! Some ppl take 2 years, some ppl take 2 weeks (I know who!), and some *dumb* ppl never get over it. Let me tell you the truth, the other species has ALREADY gotten over it. I know: He's gotten over it. No point bringing you anywhere (clubbing, swimming, meet new people, makan, PicknBrew) if you can't let go and move on. Because in the public, ppl can feel your insecurities and your inability to open up. Trust me, I am pro in this situation (pay me!). CAN'T MOVE ON, NO NEW LIFE. STUCK is all you get. But I know next week will be better for you. I know cause my EQ is high and I am freaking evil Gemini who knows both side of the gender's punya thinking (now pay me!). Hahahaa.......

To my boss,
Aisehh, give me a break marrr. I didn't know I have to teach lehh cause: Wesak day = public holiday = I also holiday.

To Mum,
Sorry arrr, didn't know you played reverse pyschology just like I always do to many. Karma. You did ask me not to come back to Ipoh marr during Mum's Day. You said soo mah-fun. Now you say I ngm-hou-soon to you and lonely! Nevermind, your beloved son coming back from Kansas; all my problems (with u) solved. Kakakakkaa!!!

To Ivy Chai,
GO TO SLEEP , god-damnit. It's 2.50am.

Post remove.

I've removed the latest post due for my fear for any counter-productive/contradictory msgs conveyed across the net related to that post. I have already drafted a formal complain regarding the latest incident affecting me.

Cheers!