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I lost a B$100 note today. It might have been gone by last night when I was out shopping with my mom and sister for kain — to make more baju kurong — or just this morning at the office. But you know what? It’s OK. Because the boyfriend called right after I had lunch. I was starting to think he had forgotten me. Hahaha. (Kidding.)

I know, losing that note means losing a substantial amount of money, considering what is left in my bank account but I’m OK with it. It might not have been mine to begin with. I mean, it’s mine as I withdrew it out of the ATM yesterday afternoon, but you know, not mine in a deeper sense. Might have not been my rezeki.

I realized the missing note right before I ordered my lunch, as I was checking if I had money in my wallet. I remembered I had $100 note in there, but when I checked, it wasn’t there. I kept ransacking through my wallet, and embarrassed myself in front of my two friends from work. Hahaha. Anyway, no note materialized, and my friends and I started to rack through my brain at how it could have happened.

Started to think that someone had stolen the note, but right now, I’m thinking, whoever stole the money, must have really needed it. Or maybe they had x-ray vision and could see through my handbag, straight through my wallet, and spotted the note. I realized I had made a mistake of leaving my handbag in the office while I was out doing other work in another room.

I was expecting my other colleagues would be there so no one would do anything like stealing, but I found out they were out for a coffee break. Oh well, my mistake. Rest assured, it won’t happen again, inshaAllah.

It’s surprising how I’m taking this so well. Yea, it’s a substantial amount of money, I know. I’m sure that it’s a blessing in disguise.

Besides, the boyfriend hasn’t forgotten about me, and called! Really excited, and can’t wait to hear from him again. (Dependent much? Hehehe.)

Where has the time gone? In a few blinks and snaps, we’ll be sailing through the second half of 2008. Gahd. That made me sound like I’m talking about football. But I guess it’s easier to see it that way.

How has my first half gone so far? Meh. Could be better, but way better than how 2007 was. I never really talked about why it was the worst year of my life, did I? Well, minus the obvious death of a loved one, d’oh. Then again, I guess that particular event influenced the rest of my year. Troubles, problems, pain, and sadness all try to squish into my life at once. What could be handled by my usual self was tearing me down.

People tried to bring me down for the sake of career. People tried to understand where I’m coming from, which annoyed me. Especially when they think they’ve got you all figured out. And it’s funny how people just can’t stop talking about my dad when all I wish for was for them to stop talking about him.

Life tip: When someone’s loved one passes away, try not to talk about them. Instead, divert their attention to something else. It will work wonders.

Why am I talking about the past?? Urgh. 2007 was so last year. Pun intended.

Anyway. The boyfriend’s off to overseas training for 3 whole weeks and I don’t know what to do. I’m very used to his company hours at a time every day, and with him gone.. I really am at a loss. I’ve been mentally planning on what I want to do while he’s away, and I think my only plan that will work is: stock up on the endorphins. I’m thinking two hours daily, five days a week. OK, maybe just an hour. (Hourly step aerobics can kill! Hahaha.)

I just remembered an incident a bit earlier on, right after my morning routine, I bumped into someone I knew. I smiled at her and wanted to say hi, but didn’t because she didn’t smile back. She pretended she didn’t see me! I was right in front of her. You know, I can’t believe people can still be the way we were when we were kids. Utterly unbelievable! The only thing I could do was roll my eyes and went into disbelief mode because she is so friendly. Was, I guess.

I’ll be off for now, I need to take my second shower, because I’m catching Wanted in a few hours.

I just came across a blog that preached about being positive, but in one of her other posts, she admitted to making fun of someone who was fat. Hypocrite.

Anyway. I haven’t been my endorphin addicted self for the past three days as I’ve been hit by the time of the month. Urgh. I’ve never had a bad case of it before. I feel fat, but I just found out the word ‘fat’ is supposed to be substituted with ‘bloated’ during this time. I really just feel heavy. I hope I can get back to the lifestyle I started six months ago and feel much, much better.

Endorphins. Mmm, chases your troubles away. Speaking like a true junkie. LOL!

I’m off for now.

I pray to be only yours. I know now you’re my only hope.

Here’s something for you to do if you haven’t, or you’ve got nothing to do (like yours truly.) It’s a questionnaire/survey, and I’ve completed and sent it back. So why not, right?

Click here. Go!

On another note, I’ve been on a Me To You teddies shopping spree. They were on sale, 50% discount, at Euro Classic Collection at the Centrepoint. How can I resist their ultimate cuteness and AWESOMENESS? God, I love Kung Fu Panda. I digress! I’ll put up pictures of my teddies (both bought for myself and given as gifts) when I’m not lazy.

I think yesterday was just not a great day for me. I had experienced my first leg cramp while I was climbing into my car on my way home. Note: my first leg cramp.

You know how footballers play on the field, and sometimes they have that look of hellish pain on their faces? I used to think they were being dramatic and wanted a free kick. Now, I beg to differ. IT HURTS MORE THAN IT LOOKS!! I was in my car for fifteen minutes, trying to not move myself and let my hands grab onto something like women in labour do.

Leg cramps. I don’t wish to have any more. I can still feel my calf muscle all sore this morning, and I had difficulty climbing the stairs to work. Ergh.

What a day it has been! I know, it’s barely even midday, but I nearly got into an accident this morning. Well, more like in the middle of an accident. I was just driving my way to the office and when I pushed the brakes to come to a slow stop as there was a line of cars in front of me, when cars behind me crashed.

Apparently, this male teacher (I had found out) was ‘avoiding’ the line on the right lane (where I was), and tried to get into the left lane. The woman behind him, however, had crashed his car while he was trying to do so. The man in the car in front of me got out of his car, checking things out, whether anyone had hit him. I wanted to check if everything was all right, or if I had to repair something. There wasn’t. For me, and the man in the car in front.

The other two cars had severely damaged bumpers.

The male teacher was from KB, on his way to RTB with his student to collect an award. Fortunately, my office is just right next to RTB, so the teacher asked me to get him there while he deals with the accident. On our way to RTB, I had asked the student, ‘C’, whether there was someone waiting for him at RTB. You know, maybe some friends, classmates, or other teachers. He said there was no one. So I had to call my mom up, who works at RTB to help us out, and I handed him over.

I got to the office and called my mom to make sure that he was in good hands. My mom told me that there was a teacher there. I thought ‘C’ told me there weren’t anyone there. I think he was just very shaken up. He wasn’t very much in the mood to talk. When he got out of my car, his jacket was all balled up in his hands. Poor kid. Still in primary six. I’ve experienced my first crash in my twenties, and I was freaked! Imagine someone as young as he is. Kesian eh.

What a morning, eh?

(I keep telling myself that with this horrid thing that just happened, the rest of the week is going to be swell! )

You are generally quiet and have control over your emotions. It is difficult to predict what will upset you, so when you do lose your cool, people don’t know how to react. Your temper is like that of a raging bull, and anyone trying to pacify you will be the first one to get a verbal bashing. You generally get upset when you are concerned or when people accuse you of doing something wrong. You also hate being reminded about mistakes you’ve made in the past. You also have the potential to be terribly vindictive if rubbed the wrong way.

Decided to copy off a forwarded e-mail. I think 5 out of the 6 of these sentences are true about me.

I’ve been looking for a great laptop bag (offline) which does not show I’m carrying a laptop. It’s been a difficult feat, but I found one that I’ve fallen in love with. Alas, it’s online. Sigh. To add to that, it costs US$199.99.

Please, please, please someone buy me this bag!!

Look at all those compartments! I WANT!!

I want a lot of things from the Internet.

I want that and so many more. Why can’t I be filthy rich, just so I can buy all the ridiculous things in the world?