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there’s a change in life

nothing crucial nor one that I am badly hoping for

coping with it well, at least I think I am

sometimes it’s quite tiring

sometimes it’s the joy of trying

but I’m liking it, hoping to love it even more

just give me enough space and time

and I believe I will do better

have faith in me and you will be in fate

my misfortunate July

it all started the moment I stepped into the land of ‘bisa’, client had forgotten to arrange transportation for my crew and all my equipments hence I had to run around the airport looking for transportation that can fit all my crew and equipments.

came back to homeland on Thursday and found out that mummy dearest was injured with a disjointed ankle and torn ligament. worry to the max that my mind was wandering everywhere, anywhere during my cab ride home and was trying to hold back my tears so badly (didn’t want to scare the poor cab driver)...

was trying to unpack my luggage after reaching home and making sure mummy was tugged into bed, then to realize that my luggage was all wet. seriously no idea why was it all wet internally... my towel, clothes and sandals, all freaking wet. till the moment I unpacked my toiletries, the whole damn new bottle of RM150 toner was empty! there wasn’t any crack on the bottle, no leakage from the spray head... so how the hell did the whole bottle spilt? until today, the mystery remains and I had to fork out another RM150 again :(

couldn’t stand the heat with my thick hair hanging around my neck area, so decided to head to my usual salon to meet up with my long trusted hairstylist. and only to realize that the last time I stepped into this salon was more than 3 months back and he had resigned 2 months ago. damn it! no choice but to entrust another hairstylist and now she has turned me into a fat version of Chibi Maruko Chan... damn you, fucker stylist!

this morning, drove up to Ipoh to pick up my 3rd aunt down to KL to help us to take care of mummy while we all working. dropped by at godparents’ place to visit godmum who has hurt her back recently. when it was time to leave back to KL, my hero of the day (wira) just refused to start. Great... just great... on a Sunday when all mechanics are not working. godbro drove around the area and to find a random mechanic to check and that idiot started to dismantle parts by parts and claiming that my hero engine died-ed. daddy quickly gave his buddy mechanic a call and seek for advices while godbro trying to call help from his friends. finally, a real hero (godbro’s mechanic) came to rescue... fixed the problem and then it leaded to another problem... the stupid aircon is now not working! godbro has to drove my hero of the day to the workshop to get the aircon fix. A supposingly 5 hours day trip to Ipoh ended up as a 12 hours full day trip...

please... I really can’t take any misfortune anymore... Not now, not this month at least... my capacity is max full... I can’t handle anymore, no more, not anymore... shoosh... away you go misfortune... stay away from me... far far away from me...

where have I been?

time sure did just fly by real fast... the last time I wrote was 2 months ago and I wasn’t even aware of it. some of my friends were wondering why am I missing in action for quite a while. well, I was busy travelling and picking up at work after the long break.

Europe was great! not sure what the rest feels, but I was enjoying every bits of it although it was freaking tiring doing it the backpacking style. okok, nothing is 100% perfect... the down side? I overspent hell a lot! but it’s alright, it feels great to spend the hard earn money and eventually one day, I can earn back what I had spent... so who cares... I was thinking if only I can make Europe as an annual affair, I will definitely be the happiest girl on earth :)

bucking up at work after almost a month break with ongoing projects was kind of hard to cope. I wasn’t at the right state of mind yet and with the weeks of jetlag cum insomnia wasn’t really helping at all... what more with the never ending shit from the upper management was a real big time frustration.

besides the usual nuisance of being attached to Singapore for almost 2 weeks, it was indeed a great trip catching up with friends over there. I was glad that I managed to meet up with Thim the pregger, whining and updating each other over a good dinner was great. bitching over endless suppers with Karen and Kitty never once made me regretting for staying up late, perhaps I finally found best friends at work hehe... never to forget is my dear mr Terry, thanks for allowing me to bunk in at your place. everything you did just made my torturous stay less painful. oh and thanks for the super belated birthday pressie... although I was hoping for a double G rather than a quadruple C :P

now, I’m back to homeland for good and hope it will be a great weekend with pints of kilkenny, exciting Stan-Chart run (might end up walking all the way :() and my long postponed spa session... before I head off again to Jakarta for a week....

lullaby

I really have no idea what had went wrong but my body clock is going cuckoo. although with my physically exhausted body after the run, I just couldn’t seem to sleep even the clock was showing it’s almost 3am. worst of all, I got up automatically at 6am. and it just refused to get back to sleep after been rolling on the bed for almost an hour. it had been like this for the past 2 days and I don’t know how much longer I can take it with this fatigued body that has less than 4 hours sleep daily.

I had to listen to lullabies in order to force myself to slumber or else I don’t think I can even get 4 hours sleep at all. just when you thought that lullabies are meant for babies, you are so wrong. of course I don’t mean those nursery lullabies but grown-ups lullabies like Michael Buble and Zee Avi.

I hope tonight gym workout will give me a drop dead snooze or else tonight featured artist will be Regina Spektor.

I seriously need to sleep!!!

April-full

super pack month for the usual laid-back me. weekdays as always were all bout work... boring! but this month weekdays was extra tiring for me as I was hitting the gym every single day for training.

first weekend of April was our first make up class. it was something fun doing with my partner in crime. has been quite a while we do something silly haha… then was the annually back to Ipoh trip to pay a visit to my dearest grandpas and grandmas. grandpas and grandmas, all this while I never asked anything from you for myself but this year I really hope you can give me your blessing for what I hope to get by this year. I really do need a change for a better me.

second weekend came with second make up class. this time it wasn’t that fun anymore as there’s quite a lot of techniques to learn. we managed to pull it through but it put us more confirm in the ‘lazy woman’ category :P after the class, was rushing off to meet madam Sia for our backpack shopping. then had some fun drinking session with mr Dass and his ‘suicidal’ wife. let’s keep the fun rolling all the way to Europe woohoo...

this weekend was the weekend to put all my gym training sessions to pay off. yes, the Energizer Night Race and I had registered myself for the 11km run. I was pressured by Rachel to take the 11km if not, I would have happily settled for 5.5km fun run. guess what, I made it in 1 hour 36 minutes... to be exact, it was 1 hour 36 minutes and 45 seconds! and that was inclusive the time where I strolled for bout 100m at the start point and a few minutes wasted looking for the ribbon for the first 5.5km checkpoint. it is totally out of my expectation. Am so proud of myself :P but I would like to say it again that the organizer sucks big time and I'm gonna spam their FB wall soon!

next weekend will be my last weekend to do all my preparation before heading to Singapore for meeting. and looking forward to our pier side wine and dine. can't wait to see you girls soon... although I can't make it to sleep with you girls this time :(

the weekend after next is the highlight of the month. my virgin trip to Europe! this is the best birthday present ever that I could get for myself, what more for my big three-o. told y'all, money can definitely buy happiness for me :P

I would like to do some early wishing here... goodbye Malaysia, olo Europe! till I’m back from my escapade, ciao guys...