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Girls just wanna have funnn

First off, I’d like to wish a very good luck to my Kedayan and Anonymous friends, for they start work in the new month! I look forward to the obligatory “First Day of Work” post — yes, both of you — and don’t forget to have fun!

Other than that, I am looking forward to this weekend. And next weekend. This weekend, I have a birthday celebration to go to. Next weekend, we have something happening at home!

I have a feeling these two weekends are going to fly by without so much a break for me. Oh, well. A small price to pay for my social life, and to have a little bit of fun every now and then.

Maybe in the weekend after the next, I’ll watch a movie with a truckload of my cousins. (Yes, I have loads of cousins.) Does anyone have any idea if Saw 4 is opening in Brunei cinemas? Please leave a comment if you do, thanks! Grin

I watched Ugly Betty’s fifth episode yesterday. I COULDN’T BELIEVE THE ENDING TO THAT ONE! Here’s a tinyspoiler that won’t affect anything even if you haven’t finished watching the first season. [spoiler]I love how Henry was jealous when Betty went bowling with another guy. Suh-weeeeet.[/spoiler]

I knew I had something to post.. I seem to have forgotten about it now. Maybe there’ll be another post when I remember!

Here’s something to think about

DARN IT. I’m supposed to be sleeping now. Thanks to the minor blackout here, my mom had me waken up and try to put it back on because she said she tried, but couldn’t. Now, the thing with my mom is that she panics easily. Me, I’m the level-headed type. I don’t let this get to me at all. It’s a good thing, when viewed in this light, because we ended up having the lights back on without a fuss.

But you know when it isn’t a good thing? Here’s a short story.

I was the one who had shouted, “CALL THE AMBULANCE!” multiple times to my mom when my dad was having a heart attack that killed him. Because all she did that night was panic, and my sister couldn’t stop crying. Even at the emergency, I had to be calm. I told her that everything was all right, that he was going to be fine. Heck, I even convinced myself that he was going to be fine and we were going to think back to that moment as a family and warn my dad not to do any more rigorous exercise until he completely recovers.

Even if I was prepared for the worst, no amount of preparation could bolster my shock and… I don’t know what it was. Some sort of emotion that washed over at me and I couldn’t breathe. I broke down, and called out to him, to his lifeless body in that emergency room, as if it would bring him back. I still had hope.

Then, when the line went flat, and there was the dreaded, long beep of the machine, they switched it off and I knew he was gone. There was no use anymore. I had a good cry at the hospital, until we were brought back home and I got my act together again.

Only, it resulted in endless vomiting and the worst headache I had ever had for a week or so.

See? In this story, it isn’t good to be level-headed. Too much of something is definitely bad.

I’m going back to sleep, I really need a clear head for work tomorrow.

Thanks for listening.

But I call them memories frozen in time

Now. I am too lazy, on top of tired, to elaborate on my recently uploaded photos.

Guide yourself to these albums, or click here to see which albums I’ve uploaded.

  1. Second Day of Raya
  2. Salwana’s Open House
  3. Tua Mummy’s Open House
  4. Way Back When

As I was uploading these photos, I realize I don’t have many good shots. I could’ve sworn that I had, though. Huh.

Off to bed for me.

Problems with Bubbly

Two posts in a day! Haven’t had that a lot, have we?

Anyway.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I am so bitter when Colbie Caillat plays on the radio. It used to be just Aaron and I playing it on our show, Technologic. (Okay, fine, it’s no longer our show. It’s his show now.) Now that Colbie’s in the Billboard charts, she’s everywhere. Thanks to Roxie, I played it on radio more than 13 weeks ago. Now, I can’t even play it because I’m stuck with shows that can’t play recent songs or current hits.

I’ve never been so bitter about a music artist since before I grew up.

I just don’t know what’s wrong with me now. I think I’m turning into a bore.

Weekend, oh, weekend!

I look at the time, and it’s only a few minutes after ten! And where on earth did my weekend go? There I was, in my nice, little cubicle with two computers that The Company has coined ‘machines’, being all happy because it was the weekend and tomorrow was a Sunday, which means no work.

Then Sunday came and went.. and here I am.

I WANT MY WEEKEND BACK!

Okay, I am actually bitter for something else entirely, but I won’t say why. Patience is a virtue.

(Tapi dalam hati; GRRRR!)

Whatever. I’m just going to head off to bed and brace myself for the new week. Sigh.

The Studio and The Company

Currently in The Studio, working. I’m going to refer to my day job as ‘The Company’, and the part-time one as ‘The Studio’. What do you reckon? Hehe.

Only job where I’m safe going online is at The Studio anyway, so don’t expect any updates from The Company. I must say the days I have spent at The Company has made me appreciate my job at The Studio. The latter is more laidback, where the former involves a lot of work.

Not that I’m complaining (much), it’s a lot of fun working at The Company.

What else has been up? Pretty much nothing, really. Ever since I’ve started work, I don’t have much time for my social life let alone my life online. Haha. So, apologies to those who expect updates on a daily basis these days. And if I don’t leave comments on your blogs anymore, it just means that I’m short of time and want to fit all of my dailies in one hour or so before I drop dead and wake at six in the morning the next day.

Anyway.. I had a huge craving for Japanese food yesterday, and there was no time for Japanese lunch with the family, so I went for dinner after work instead. Sushi never felt so good.. Imagine, I haven’t had Japanese for the whole of Ramadhan and two weeks before Ramadhan and two weeks after. Imagine my satisfaction when I put the first piece of salmon in my mouth. LOL. I’m an avid fan of Japanese food, okay? Razz

I promised pictures, didn’t I? I haven’t even transferred them from my camera to my laptop yet. Oops? Hee. Maybe next time I update, yes? Grin

See you later, calculator

OH NO! Just watched ending of episode 4, second season Ugly Betty! And I say: WHY?! Cry

Small (but major) spoiler! (When you click, it will appear, so be warned, and don’t be so curious. Razz ) [spoiler]THE BABY IS HIS! NOOOOOO!!!![/spoiler]

Been busy. I will reply to comments soon.

Just can’t believe what happened in the most recent episode of Ugly Betty that I had to update, that’s all.

One other thing that was surprising but doesn’t beat the UB episode, is how Albus Dumbledore, yes the character, is gay. Supposedly, as J.K. Rowling said, it was Dumbledore’s “great tragedy.”

Still there

Arhhhh.. I’m still paning!

Cry

Bad day

Today has been a bad day. I had a mild case of food poisoning. You know, the usual case, throwing up nothing, and diarrhea. What bothered me most was I had a major headache as well. And my tummy felt as if someone was poking it every now and then.

Went to work this morning, but had to take sick leave because I kept on going to the loo, wanting to throw up. It worsened by the time I had to pick my mom up so she can drive me to the clinic. I couldn’t even open my eyes properly, and I might have looked like I was all over the place.

Got myself diagnosed with the ‘usual’ case of eating too much from various open houses.. got myself five kinds of pills to swallow down by the time I got home.

So.. I washed them down with warm water, and went to lie down.  I dozed off, and when I woke up, I was feeling feverish. I felt like the room was freezing, and I couldn’t get enough warmth from the duvet. Because of this, I walked out of the room, just to get a little warm, but lo and behold, it was cold as well. Then I thought, “This is definitely me, and not the room temperature.”

My mom saw me looking so horrible, so she asked me to drink loads of water, and lie back down. The air-con was switched off, and I still felt cold. So I lay there, all cold and freezing, and my body was hot all over.

I’m practically a very healthy person, and I don’t get sick easily, but when I do get sick, it will be horrible. And it was.

I really don’t know where I’m going with this, but to cut the story short. I now feel fine, and according to my aunt, who’s a nurse, one of the pills that I had swallowed  had to be accompanied with Panadol, because the pill will make the person taking it feverish. What amazes me is that out of the five kinds of pills that I was given, not one of them closely resembles Panadol.

Unbelievable. Thank God tomorrow is a Friday. I’m not sure if I’m up to going to open houses with my girl friends, but.. if I feel well enough, I will go.

Speaking of open houses, I have lots of pictures from different house visits, but I’m not in the mood to be uploading them yet. Maybe soon.  Work and house visits have kept me busy and exhausted, so.. maybe after the celebration has toned down a notch.

P.S.: So sorry if this post sounds a bit crazy, I still have some headache left over. xx.

Like apricot and melon

My life is so disorganized at the moment. I don’t know which open houses to attend, and I can’t remember off the top of my head whose it is on a particular Raya day. I am unreliable at remembering these things, so if I miss any of your open houses, I AM VERY SORRY.

First day was all right. Didn’t cry at all. I’m not that heartless, OK? I just diverted my attention to something else, and I was fine. It was a bit of a challenge when we dropped by the graveyard to visit.. but I contained it, thankfully. I saw Pablo’s family on the site, and I smiled at one of his sons, Fez, when we walked pass each other, but I don’t think he recognized me.

I did cry a bit when my mom did somewhat of a reenactment of my dad’s last breath to his siblings. She described the sounds and whatnot, and there was a free flow of tears. I didn’t even know they were rolling down! Then I took a few breaths, and that was the last time I cried.

Can I be dead inside? *GASP*

No, no, of course not. I just choose who I’m not dead inside with. To my mom and sister, I’m definitely dead inside. Who else is going to be their rock, right?

As extended families are concerned, I had visit millions of open houses in the span of two days. Today, there are more houses to visit. Open ones, especially. But I’m determined to have an early night tonight. Going back to work tomorrow.

By the way, thank you to those who dropped by and left comments to say selamat hari raya! Smile

Selamat hari raya to you too! Grin

P.S.: The third episode of Ugly Betty’s second season is funny. Especially the ‘apricot and melon’ scene. LOL! LOL