😥 *sigh…..

Not going to write anything about him here since I don’t want hubby to kill me to get suspicious!

He’s handsome… fair… smart… looks like TOM CRUISE!!! I think that’s enough to kill your curiosity.

Since he’s no longer available, I’ll have to go find another Secret Admirer *sigh…

The vacancy is waiting to be filled. And my criteria will still be the same. Handsome… fair…. smart… looks like TOM CRUISE!!!

Rather shock with the news but I will still wish the couple – Many Happy Return and here’s a little gift for you.

I know I’m 👿 *ngek

Call me a vain pot or whatever, I don’t care. But I know once you have finished reading this post, you will head straight to Guardian to get a pack of this…

Artificial eyelid tape.

This is how I do it.

#1 – Naturally, only one side of my eye has double eyelid. Sibeh ugly until can die lidat. To make it balance….

#2 – Use a tweezer to hold on the tape and stick them on your eyelid.

#3 – wOOt!!! Now, both eyes has double eyelid. Next…

#4 – Put on your usual eye shadow.

The end result……

I hate them! Firstly, I hate that irritating feeling on my eyelid! The photograph doesn’t show much but in real life, the tape is so obvious. Sibeh ugly can die lidat!!! I tried putting a darker eye shadow on the tape but the powder won’t stick to the tape. And did you notice for item #2 – I’ve mentioned using a tweezer? I have no choice but to use my fingers cos I don’t have a tweezer. And the tape is so sensitive to touches, it won’t stick anymore especially the end. After I’ve stick the tape on my eyelid, the tape keep on coming off on the end. Sibeh ugly can die lidat!!! Another thing is, whenever you blink your eyes, the tape is so obvious. How not to blink when talking to peopleeeeee. Sibeh ugly hor… *sigh…

Whoever want try the tape can get from me since I’m not using them anymore.

The damage……

Vely cheap only!!!! Can’t remember the price liao but I think less than 5 ringgit.

Mood level – 80% low

Relatively 19.9% better than yesterday.

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Have you been in this situation before where you are stuck in between decision to choose between two and both are relatively important to you? I have! And I know it’s not easy to decide.

After going thru this situation twice, I kinda conclude a certain criteria in a person’s life. It might not be you, but i know there are plenty of them out there.

What will you do if you are given to choose between career and family? Well, If you have family but no money, you won’t have a happy family. But if you choose career, what will your family think of you? So I’ll still say that money win!

With money you can have another family (probably get a more beau.ti.ful wife or hensemer husband). Without money you are nothing!!!! -_-

I’m going back to my couch now to think again. Maybe counting petals might help. money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… money… family… *sigh…

*urghhhhhhhhhhhhhh* I’m going crazy -_-

Short Talk: Wow! Discovered this site that gave out freebies. They even have free hotel stay!

Scenario 1

Conversation took place at Midvalley where we are supposed to meet my sis for dinner in a Penang type of restaurant but can’t remember exactly the name of the restaurant.

Queen: You check the information board where is Penang House.
Hubby: *check, check for 2 minutes* Don’t have wor.
Queen: *walk over and check for 30 seconds* Got it.

Even tho I say Penang House but the board wrote Little Penang Cafe among other 15 eateries who don’t even have the word “Penang” in significant? Can’t they just think out-of-the-box sometime?

Scenario 2

Hubby bought 5 hand bags from his previous trip from Vietnam. And since all the embriodery is so gorgeous I make a big hoo-haa in my blog. This time round, he bought again for me handbag from Sabah.

Look at the size of the bag. Can only fit in a purse and a handphone.

I think I’ve got enough bags and I am running out of space to keep them! If I don’t tell him this, he will keep on buying bags for me thinking I love them soooooooooo much.

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Lesson #1 – Man need to be told what to do and nagged at! Woohoo!

Lesson #2 – Women is hard to pleased. I won’t argue with that :D.

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Unrelated matter

Baby princess can’t resist climbing on her big sista back. So cute I thought I must post this pic. 🙂

Yesterday I was so darn pissed in the office. I was working and printing 320 pages of A4 size documents since morning, nonstop. Didn’t even have time to pee except for 20minutes lunch break and back to work again. Little did you know I am still using Canon bubblejet printer here. Yeah, I hear ya. So uncool and slow. Anyway, I can live with that.

It all started when someone much much much more senior than me accidentally kick the printer off the table. I know accidents happen anywhere, but at least you apologize or pick it up. Instead of that Your Highness have to bent down and exposed my butt in the air while picking up all loosen parts and he just walk away…. lidat!!! I told myself, “Nevermind, I can live with that.”

Now, the printer just refused to work after that. Grrr…. I was so desperate at that moment as I have another 80 pages and 2 hours left before I head home. Worst thing is, this document needed a special program to work on it and there is another collegue who have it in her puter. Went over to ask her if she can lend me her puter but she said she’s working something on it. “Fine!”

So went and complain to my Financial Controller that my printer kaput (spoilt) and need a new one. Oh, she say, “Wait la.” Wah, I have a two hundred thousand cheque in my hand waiting to be bank in and she ask me to wait. Now getting more desperate, went and complain to my Manager that I have no printer, my collegue said she can’t lend me her puter and FC not buying a new printer cos she’s waiting for a new one to drop from the sky!

Then my Manager went and talk so NICELY to that collegue telling her how urgently we need it done and the cheque is waiting to bank-in together with the documents. Then that collegue reply, “I’ll help her print them from my puter.” FFS! I thought she say she has work to do????!!! She seems so afraid to let me use her puter. Why? I think she had lots of porn in there!!!! That is why!!! Then again my Manager have to explain lots of thing. The way I see her pleading at that collegue is getting on my nerve. So I told my Manager to forget about it. I have no printer and it is not my fault and I’m sitting on the two hundred thousand cheque.

Conclusion, I was so darn mad and pissed, I went and kick and kick the printer. Then… then…. woot!!! Working liao. Woohoo!!!

aitelyu, I couldn’t care less if I can’t get my things done on time. The company is at the loss actually. Not me.

*sigh…* I don’t usually rant about my office stuff here but yesterday i was so darn pissed at their tidak apa attitude. If I were to put up this entry yesterday, BOY! aitelyu, it’s gonna be so flowery in here with lots of centre finger flying here and there. I also learn another thing. Give yourself timeout. Count 1 to 10. If didn’t work, count it backward. If still didn’t work, count 1 to 100. If still can’t work then go and bash that person up or flatten his/her car tyre. Ooi, just kidding la. I don’t do that type of thing. I’m such an angel. *cough*

Did you went and queue today at the bank?  I went! …. But I got nothing :(.  All the shares sold out too fast.  30 minutes and it’s all gone.  The bank that I’m queuing managed to entertained 2 customers only.  Can you imagine that?

The Government allocated 1 billion of shares to be sold at Maybank, RHB, BCB, post-office and PNB nationwide.  Apart from there only 49% of the share is for non-bumi (i.e. races other than Malay).  Sometimes I felt that it is so unfair as why the non-bumi has to be treated lidat. There is nothing equal here and those clowns in the Parliment house keep on ranting about equal share and bla bla bla….

Not going to start anything bombastic but I am quite racist when come to certain thing.

Well, this is my 2nd attempt at buying government share and I FAIL!!! Again!!!  Going back to my couch now 🙁

How very surprised I am after I posted “Short Hair Policy in Chinese School” many voices out their frustrations and disagreements on that issue. Let me tell you why I’ve decided to send Princess to a Chinese school whereby I am a total “banana” (chinese but doesn’t read chinese) myself. Beware that this is kinda long winded post where I will dig the grave and tell you some history even.

Both my parents are chinese school teachers. During my younger days when my eldest sister started standard one (7 y/o), dad insisted that all his children will get a English/Malay education and since they are teachers teaching in chinese school, mom will tutor us Mandarin at home. As saying goes, “It is easier to say than done.” Somehow for God-knows-what-happen they can’t fullfilled their promised. This was told to us by my mom. She regreted every bits of it. Out of the norm, she decided to enrolled my youngest sister in chinese school. At least there are a member in the family that can read chinese and my mom was afraid of some idoitic poker that will look down on them and it is such a shame how a chinese school teacher’s children doesn’t read chinese.

We did get a basic Chinese educations in Primary school. We started during Standard Three (9y/o) whereby we learnt from scrap from std one (7y/o) text books. Can’t remember much of what has been teached and how far I’ve adapted to it but I can remember clearly some naughty things we did when I was in Standard Six (12y/o).

Being a 12y/o grown up, we started to loose interest in learning chinese. One day, a few of my classmates (including those brilliant one i.e. Euj!!!) decided to skip class. We will spent our time in the school library. After few weeks of doing that, one day we heard rumours that the teacher decided to hunt us down. After hearing that, we got panic and running healter skelter not knowing where to hide. So all of us hide under the librarian long counter. We started giggling and giggling in a mixture of fear of being caught, tho we know we look really silly hiding under the counter.

Another frustrating incident. We had Mandarin oral test. The teacher ask me, “哪个方向太阳上升?” (Which direction does the sun rise?) Dem. I know it is West but what does west called in chinese? 😐 I almost ask the teacher that question but he fucking have to tease me, “What?! You dunno where does the sun rise?” Nah, this is for you to think that I am stupid! 👿

Few years ago when I started to patron the karaoke, I was facinated and got hook to Mandarin songs. Not knowing how to read, I memorised the song in my heart. Which means I have to listen to them over and over again from the player. From there, I started to recalled what my mom used to remind us, “Don’t regret in your later life. I’ve given you the extra education and you just wasted it.” *sigh…. I just hope my mom will tell me that again. Such a big regret of not taking chinese seriously!

That is why I told myself, reading chinese is a extra privillage. Die-die also must enroll all my children in chinese school. At least if mummy can’t read, they can help me to read, right? So don’t care if short hair ke, long hair ke, education come first.

Moreover, to get a placement in that school is not easy. I almost have to pay under table if not because I-know-someone-who-know someone-who-is-someone in the school lidat. aitelyou, KL school are lidat wan. I was shock at the first place when I know about those hush-hush thing happening in Chinese school especially those super famous wan. Not like in kampung, school are waiting for you to come. In big city, you have to wait for school to come. Can’t blame them cos nowadays, many parents choose to sent their children to chinese school in hope that one day their children will be accepted into the working world easily with the “I-know-how-to-read-chinese” certificate in hand and in hope to fish something big from Sillypore or China.

Wah…. so long winded. Must stop writing, if not I can go on and on and on.

Getting ready for my youngest sister’s big day i.e. her convocation. Got this for her.

Roses all the way from Cameron Highlands and a cute little bear. We sent them to the florist to tie into a bouquet. Unfortunately was turned down by the florist. Her excuse was the bear doesn’t have support. Nah, see this *CENTRE finger for her*. I know it can be done but we do not have the proper tools. Anyway, it’s DIY time. We took 1 hour to get this result.

See, it is not that difficult after all. All we need is some common sense and skills 😉

The final process of putting up the coloured papers was a bit difficult. I keep telling myself, we do not have to get the prefect result, as long as we get the end result. A bouquet is a bouquet after all.

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This! will cost us RM180 from the florist. We spent less than RM50 to get this.

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Beside this bouquet and another daisy bouquet, we bought 10 octopus balloons at RM3.50 each.

Do we look like balloons seller? There are peoples who actually approached us and we sold 3 octopus for RM6 each!!! hahaa… not what we plan for but making profit out of the blue really is a fun thing. We giggle and joke too much about it.

This! Is the girl on her big day. ooppss…. she’s not paying attention.

One more shot.

This is the girl. Graduated into the working world and is still the pet in my family.

And this…. are the GIRLS in the family.

We are so proud of her and so do our parents. And it’s drizzling *grrr….

Quote:  Graduates who cannot secure a job after graduation is because of their attitude – not willing to work hard, too dependent, complain tremendously, impolite and worst, never realise their attitude problem – by Ms Ling, MMU Lecturer

Lately, I’ve found out what type of blogger I am. Basically a Ah Soh mummy blogger. I’m more comfortable to rant about my family, places that I went or even food that I’ve cook. I think I’ll stick to that way. So, read on, it’s a mummy blog from now on.

This post is basically my reply to Gerah who has just delivered a cute little baby boy last month and now she is puzzle as work or not to work since she have a heavy heart to leave her baby son at the daycare. My comment on her blog is just too long so I thought maybe I’ll put my thoughts in my own blog to share with the rest.

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From the moment I stepped out from my college with PSC (Private Secretary Certificate) cert in hand, I’ve been working and job hopping ever since to the day I got married and have kids. I love my job. I love my company. I love my boss *cough*…. and of course what goes in to my bank account every month end.

After I delivered my eldest Princess, I am so eager to get back to work after my 2nd months of maternity leave. At the same time, I am bored staying at home, looking after kids full time which is not what I’m looking for. I manage to get a good nanny (and of course with some hicup here and there) and that save me half of my worries when I’m at work. The same goes to my Prince but I returned to work after 6 weeks of maternity leave. (That’s another story cos my boss lack of a pair of helping hand and really need me there.)

Being a full time working mom has it’s disadvantage too. I leave home at 7.30am and home by 6.30pm. My responsibility as a mummy continue. Cleaning, laundry, cooking, yada, yada… till it was bedtime at 9pm. ( Don’t even talk about getting a maid. They give me more problem than my kids!!!! and I am better off without them.) I’m lucky cos hubby help around the house occasionally like doing the dishes and picking up toys (dem! Maybe I should donate those toys to charity). But hubby only does 5 out of 20 things around the house. We can’t depend on them all the time right?

When my Baby Princess came along, my perception of being a full time working mom change gradually. Like the saying goes, “2’s a company, 3’s a crowd”. End of the day when I am home from work, I felt that this old soul of mine is getting exhausted. In a way, I wish that I am not holding on to my day job and be a stay home mom.

To me, a stay home mom gets to juggle between playtime with kids and household chores. To a husband when they return home from work, they expect dinner to be there, house to be squeeky clean, no wailing cry baby but do they know that us, being a working mom can’t meet that expeactation without a little whining? No, they don’t and they won’t understand what we are going thru. It’s is undescrible. Sometimes I think women are curse with housechore. Lately, I have been thinking of quiting my day job and be a stay home mom but I know it’s not easy financially and physically. Give me another 2 years maybe I will. I admire looking at those mothers that drop and pick their kids from school and walking around the mall during OFFICE HOURS!!!

And my answer to Gerah, Malaysia had a lower cost of living. Even if we don’t work, we can still afford luxuries and spent like no body business provided our hubby bring back a good pay. To work or not to work, it solely depends on your priority. Do you need that income apart from what your hubby brings home? If yes, no matter how troublesome (expressing breast milk and so on) and how much you miss your baby, life goes on. Bring back the money, lay food on the table and everyone had a hearty meal and a good night sleep. If your prority is your kids and family then you should stay home and put on the apron and pants (gee… be a professional chef!). Both had it pros and cons. It all depends on how you look at them.

Anyway… *sigh…. I really need to get away from the city and let loose my hair. I’m going bonkers! And yay! I’m almost there 🙂 🙂 🙂

Do you intend to adopt a Chow Chow? Drop me a note.

Since my buddies Sila and Lilian are doing it, I might as well join in the fun to create a little travel map. Basically they show countries you’ve visited and produce a map of the world with those countries in red.

Mine looks like this….

Create your own visited country map at World66.

Wow! Look at Australia. I’ve only been to 2 states and they shaded it all red. wakakakakaa….

Basically these are the country/states that I’ve been too.

1. Oslo, Norway
2. Amsterdam
3. Paris (item 2 and 3 falls under France)
4. Brisbane, Australia
5. Perth, Australia
6. Phuket, Thailand
7. Singapore
8. Seoul, North Korea
9. MALAYSIA!!! wakakakaaaa….

Althogether 7 countries and that is only 3% of the world that I’ve conquered! Boohoo! Anyway, I shall include Maldives in my travel list in May 2007 ;).

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Updated – 3.34pm

Lilian, thanks! for highlighting my mistake. I’m sucks at Geography. *paiseh.  So, if Amsterdam falls under Netherland, woohoo, another red paint on the map.

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