Suddenly you feel as if the colors of your life are fading away. Everything starts to seem dull, so boring, so black & white. And then you say, hey, black & white are colors too. And life goes on…

It’s been quite a while since I wrote in metaphors. Metaphors means my mental health is in the dumps.

Oh well, time will tell.

But I think I am! Look what’s happened in the past 2 weeks…

1. I fell terribly sick. Flu, fever, sore throat, basically the entire package, you get the idea
>.<

2. Then I recovered and thought all is fine and dandy but my bro went and scratched my car
>.<  >.<

3. The same night that happened, I went to Jusco to watch Madagascar 2. I tripped and fell on the escalator and hurt my back
>.<  >.<  >.<

4. Then came a sudden change in my job function that I’m not particularly happy about, but choice wasn’t really a luxury I had, so yeah.
>.<  >.<  >.<  >.<

5. And right when my back was healing all nice n fine, my left eye swelled with some infection.
>.<  >.<  >.<  >.<  >.<

Damnit!

*waves fists at the sky*

Gimme a break already…jeez…

I’m sick.

I’m emo.

I’m confused.

I’m happy.

I’m sad.

All at once. Uh oh..this is not good…

That’s my new name. Courtesy of my beloved monkey sister.

Now ya’ll know what ‘dark side’ I mentioned earlier. I’ve joined the Four Eyed people. Or Nerds some may say. No, not N.E.R.D, those guys are still cool. One even called me a geek BEFORE the specs. Yea Jerie, I know, guess I completed the ‘look’ part of it now. Lol.

A good rule of thumb is if you’ve made it to thirty-five and your job still requires you to wear a name tag, you’ve made a serious vocational error. — Dennis Miller

Uh oh… 11 years to go. Gotta do something about this from now. Wait, who said I’ll make it to 35? I might die tomorrow for all I know. Oh shucks, who cares, never hurts to plan ahead.

^_^

Barack Obama told supporters that “change has come to America” as he claimed victory in a historic presidential election….With Obama’s projected win, he will become the first African-American to win the White House.

Change…is always good. Regardless on whether it is for better or worse, we need change from time to time. Else we’ll never learn.

=)

Oh, btw…That’s Not My Name by The Ting Tings..hellluva catchy song..it’s stuck on replay in my head.

That was my msn display message last night. The following ensued.

Bavani says:
mami
ive crossed to the dark side…
i never thought this day would come…
i was sooo…confident…
tht i wont..
sigh…
but my genes failed me..finally..
and i haf no choice…but to follow the rest…to the dark side…
i failed…nooooooo~
where are you?
console me…
comfort me..
tell me it’s okay…
that i’ll be just fine….

Manisha says:
OI WHAT THE HELL LAH WEI

Manisha says:
did u do something stupid?

Hahahha I love that girl. Like, if I was lesbian, I really would. Oh and speaking of that…

silent_whisper says:
swt~
silent_whisper says:
dark side?
silent_whisper says:
u’ve become lesbian?
silent_whisper says:
wahahahaha
silent_whisper says:
-__-”

Oh and not to to forget..

december.™  says:
take me..take me…

What dark side you wonder? I’ll let you know in a week. Jeng jeng jenggg!

I did.

And I got it.

Thank you.

And now I’m off to nurse my poor ass and work at the same time. Toodles.

Few days ago, I had a hitchhiker, Mr.Green who traveled with me all the way from home to work, without my permission. But I didn’t really make a fuss as the hitchhiker wasn’t sitting in my car. Mr.Green was rather attached to mother nature I’d say and decided to hang on to my wiper instead, basking in the morning sun and the same time keeping it cool from the breeze while my car was moving. Oh and I managed to snap a pic.

Now I am not particularly happy with this guy cuz we’ve had some history before. Nasty history. It wasn’t the same one though, it was black in color, but it came from the same family so yea the hate it still there. Fella trespassed into my room, scared me out of my skin and made noises like an aeroplane taking off! Wtf! I am NOT kidding you. I’m dead serious. I love the taking off part in plane rides so I know how it sounds okay? The sound it made was similar to that, only not as loud but sure was VERY loud for a bug. Hence it was very mind numbing for someone who isn’t too bugs friendly like me. The worst part of it all, it invaded my most treasured, most private place where I do not allow anyone else except my god-know-who-husband in. Ok shap, stop laughing cuz I’m not talking about body parts! Jeez. My bed!! I hate sharing my bed with people, let alone bugs that make noises like planes wtf!

It flew around like to EVERYWHERE in my room.

It must’ve thought while flying : - “To the light. To the fan, ouch ok no no, this one hurts. To the bed. To the girl, oh this one is fuuunnn, i can chase her alll dayyy, look at her, she’s sooo scared of meeee. To the desk. To the clothes.To the…”

I couldn’t take it anymore so I called BugsBuster to my rescue. And the BugsBuster is none other than, my beloved-and-oh-so-brave-in-handling-nasty-bugs mom. Okay, go on and laugh at me for being the complete opposite of her but when it comes to bugs like this, I wave the white flag. Pronto. Hands down, bugs win, I loose. Satu-kosong. The only way I could win is by bringing BugsBuster in. So in she came, aided with her most trusted weapon of all time, The Broom. Whip whack whish whoosh piak piak piak. No the bug was not dead, she chased it out of the window. Lucky bugger escaped that day. Since that day, I never left my window open at night no matter how hot it is because the reality is, I live in La La Land where bugs scream like planes. Ok sorry Ipohans, Ipoh rocks ass. Yours not mine.

Today is Friday. Tommorow is holiday. Woot woot!

Oh yes, I’m a fickle minded chick who’s never satisfied with my blog skin. I used to design my own skins, now I can’t even find time to look for a decent one. Yes, that’s an excuse I know. Shap! Anyway, as you can see, my blog is sporting a new skin. It’s all pinky and girly and stuf but hey, I’m a girl too. I’ve been meaning to update but been caught up with so many things that I just, well okay fine more excuses I know, I’ll shap thank you. Nevertheless, a lot of things happened since my last post.

Mom went for a hysterectomy. The whole ordeal she went through while taking care of my cancer stricken aunt who later passed away scared her into doing it. Plus it was recommended by the docs, so yea. She’s okay now, recuperating well. I, on the other hand, had to suffer a bit with the house chores as she needed bed rest but it’s all good. Anything for mommy =)

I went for a week long training in KL. Managed to meet up with Alex, Suzan, Jerie and his girl. Also met Nisha later on for a movie. We watched The Mummy - and it did live up to the sucky comments I received from those who watched it before me. Oh well, at least I got to spend some time with that woman Nisha, who seems to be busier than a Prime Minister. Haha woman, don’t kill me if you read this, but you really are and you know it. Pain in the ass from Spain remember? Hehe. Anyway, I stayed at Royale Bintang at The Curve Damansara. The hotel is nothing spectacular, pretty ordinary. But I loved the fact that it opens up right into The Street where you’d be spoiled for choice of food to eat. I managed to eat at

- La Gourmet -Italian food, pretty okay for me.
- Sakae Sushi - where I got 2 RM10 coupons, yay
- The Apartment - a really cosy place that’s designed to look like, well, an apartment. Food was pretty good.
- Thai Express - very very very….ordinary. Haha nothing special really.
- TGIF’s - I loooooveeed their JD Grilled Salmon *drools*

JD Grilled Salmon

Overall, it was an okay trip. Five days break from the usual office environment.

We went on a family trip to Penang & Kedah for a break. Just to ronda, jalan jalan cari makan kinda trip and I successfully stuffed myself with as much food as I could. Some of the delicacies we had…

Kai Fan at Jln Dua, Sungai Petani, Kedah. The shop has been around since my dad’s schooling time!

Rojak!

I also went to the hair salon to get my hair permed. My sis decided taking pics of me with those digital perm thingies on (that makes me look like I dropped out of Planet Mars) would be fun so here goes…

Perm.

Wash.

Treatment.

That’s all for now. Happy Merdeka peeps.

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