~*of fuglies and jigglies...

Our client is on a holiday today and we're not, which makes this an uber boring day. Not that I mind the lack of workload, but boredom is a motha*beep*.

Woke up this morning with very swollen eyes. No idea why. Though i think the swell has gone down considerably. They feel less popped out of my face now.

The drive to work this morning was way smooth. If only the roads are like that everyday. Ooh, which reminded me, the traffic home last Friday evening, pre-Raya raya, was almost dream like. Roads normally congested to the brink after work were almost traffic free. Again, if only the traffic's like that everyday.

Speaking of roads and stuff, I was tailgated by a stupid girl in a tiny car this morning on the way to the baconshop. I hate tailgaters, and this morning with my swollen eyes and all, I decided to have a little payback.
I slowed down by the side and let the stupid girl overtake my car, and then... did what I normally would not do. I tailgated her back. All the way until a certain junction, and I think I managed to freaked her out. Yay! I know I know, it's petty and juvenile, but I like to think of it as a community service, teaching a tailgater a lesson about tailgating. I know I know, who am I or what rights do I have to "teach" others a lesson, right? Well, who are you or anyone to stop me though? I repeat, I hate tailgaters.

Moving on, how was your weekends? Mine was... boring. By now, people who knows me, or reads my craps should know that "bored/boring/boredom" are my most used words. Even when I am hella busy, I am still bored. I dunno. Sigh... "Exhibit 1 - Girl who's never satisfied". I think I would only truly be satisfied or happy if I won a million bucks or so in the lottery, which translates to I have no freaking idea if I'll ever have real happiness or be truly satisfied. Sigh...

Went to the gym after work last Friday to sweat out my depressed state. Sweat I did, half dead from the work outs even, but happy was I? Nah. So I thought why not go out and get some loud music and see if I'll feel better later aka aversion therapy you know. Since Portia's busy with her man now on weekends, looked up a new friend and found that she's hanging out at some salsa joint... with her man as well, sigh, but took up her invite to join them for a bit though. So there I was, kinda dressed up, and met up with them at the salsa joint at about 10ish (late by my standards now).

Having been living the hermit way for some time now, it took quite a while to adjust to the scene again. I sat down for a bit, checked out the surrounding, the people and just finding myself smirking, inside (it's a horrible look smirking openly, you know). As I looked around, I found that... nothing's changed. There's still the very scantily clad ladies looking as though they owned the place walking around throwing air kisses with other equally in-looking people, the fugly good dancer guys getting nonstop attention from girls wanting to be swirled and twirled (I am convince that guys should take AND master the latin dances IF they wanna score with the ladies... or at least get some touchy feely actions albeit on the dance floor, if ya know what I mean). Then there are the not so erm... what word should I use, the not so outstanding(?), outpopping(??) girls who'll only get to dance with the people they came with and if they came with only girls, chances are these girls will usually go home without getting a dance... or well maybe if they pluck up their courage to ask one of the fugly guys for a dance, then maybe they'll get one and that's it... well ok ok, if they are damn courageous and kept asking fuglies for dances, yea sure they'll get more, but not sien meh have to keep asking??

Me, I think I fall into the only getting to dance with the people you came with unless I ask a fugly category, but it was quite fun nonetheless eventhough I haven't exactly salsa-ed in about... 6 or 7 years? Anyways, started off looking like a klutz on the floor, but after a few songs, I must've looked like I knew what I was doing, cos my new friend actually said I still got the skills. Hmm... ah well.
Went home around 12ish. It's really early by clubbing standard but... like i said in the last blab, me old, me get beat real early now you know.

Anyways, the part time work thing's starting off again tonight. Sigh... neither glad nor... un-glad... I dunno...

~*It's the Raya raya...

All alone in my cube now. Teammates have all gone either on leave or being shooed away - in the case of the fishboy :P, to go home in preparation to celebrate the Hari Raya tomorrow. Long weekend for the rest of us. I think I am the only one neither excited nor thrilled for the break. Not that I mind the break though, just that I haven't any plans and not in the mood for anything. I have no idea why. Hmmm...

Jlo was suggesting - strongly, that we go back into our outgoing routine from a few years back, which was to go out thumpa thumpa-ing (quote from queer as folk!) 4 to 5 times a week. Her logic was that we were at our slenderest (haha) during that time, either due to lack of sleep or excessive freestyle workout (thumpa-thumpa). She kinda has a point there, but she also kinda forgotten that we were quite a bit younger then? We use to be able to go out maybe Tuesday or Wednesday onwards, going home at wee hours, catch a couple of hours of sleep and then off to work, And on time I might add, and repeat the cycle until… well.. it goes on and on, until we fall sick, and get a week of rest and continue on again. Don't bother asking why we do it, cos I dunno why either.

We use to joke that we worked even harder on weekends than during weekdays - during which I’ll sometimes get less than 6 hours worth of sleep, accumulated within 3 days. Yea, those were the days. Decadent times which I cannot and will not go back to. My take is that I’ve already had my share of that kind of fun/heartaches/follies then, time to move on to other things. Time for different sets of priorities. Time to actually grow up. And besides, a thumpa-thumpa session (eventhough it only last till 1am nowadays, IF we ever go out) really takes a toll on a 30 year old’s body, you know. Real ouch effect the day after.

Hmm… I was planning to write about my recent road trip to the east but somehow ended up blabbing a whole load on the above. So anyways, about road trip, well, it was nice. The hotel was cozy and comfy and gorgeous, and we love it. Our tour guide Mr Pimpy was so gracious and so kind in taking us out for an awesome seafood dinner, to the Mc D village (it’s really like a village, I kid you not) where it was cute at first with kids celebrating some other kid’s birthday, but became a little much to bear from the noise made by the same bunch of kids.

Pimpy also took us for a hike up some hill to catch the sunrise. I found out about altitude sickness firsthand, but enjoyed almost every bit of that misty morning. And then there was the clean, soft, white sandy beach in front of the hotel, with hardly anyone around – due to us being there on weekdays, I guess. It was really lovely to catch a nap or just lay on the beach chairs, feeling the breeze and just soaking it all up. That is the life, my friends.

Onto another note, the bonus and all came this week. Settled a fair bit of affairs that needed settling, and looking forward to seeing the new figure in the pay slip come next month. It’s about time. Haven’t bothered opening them for the longest time, and can’t wait to tear open the coming one.
It’s not much but it’s alright… so wee heeee…

Gotta go tear up the gym again later. Need to get a pair of gym pants first. Lil old me forgot to put them in my bag this morning. Anyways, till I blab again, Selamat Hari Raya people!

~*It's a girl!

Welcome baby cousin! The newest addition to the clan and my uncle's firstborn! Sweet!!
May my lil cousin's life be filled with all the love and the blessings in the world!! Muaks!

~*sting lika beee.....

I boxed. I boxed! And I kicked! I boxed and kicked! And it was hella fun!
Whole body sore and aching but well worth it! So looking forward to more! Yay!

Road trip this Sunday. Journey to the east. Just the two of us roomie and I, but will be meeting up with da Pimp, our gracious host and tour guide there. Hopefully it will be one major R&R trip... climbing some hill to watch the sunrise, cam whoring with baby turtles, and basically just chill by the beach, taking in all that South China Sea has to offer.

On an unrelated note, almost done with Potter book 6 now. Can't wait to finish, but at the same time not wanting to finish it especially since roomie hasn't got the final book yet. Not really feasible for me to get it though since all the Potter books lying in our place are hers. Sigh...

Dear Blog....

Sorry I haven’t spent more time with you lately. I’ve been lazy, and experiencing some kind of mental block I guess... probably leaning more towards lazy though.

Anyways, a little update on my on goings the last couple of weeks.
Let’s see, 2 weekends ago… I was back at the parents’ place after catching Knocked Up on that Friday night. Dunno if it was because the cinema was that cold and I had to start holding my pee after an hour into the movie, thus making it seem much longer or if the movie WAS actually that draggy.

I left the cinema with a headache. A sugary treat was in order, I thought and I soon found myself driving towards a little wonderland called Bisou - RM 5 for a little cupcake but well worth the magic it did. Head was still achy, but it did take a bit of the gloom off the long way back to the parents'.
The rest of the weekend was spent baking cupcakes and sulking.

Last week was pretty uneventful too. Due to fck ups with the gym membership people, I’ve only managed to go gym once on last Thursday with the Roomie. The gym was small, but quite nice - personable and not intimidating like the one in the towers. We even tried out the boxing class.
It was hilarious. Roomie boxes like a girl. Being a girl is not an excuse.
If you’ve known her, then you’ll know what I mean.

Come Friday, I was really tempted to meet up with a new girl friend for some salsa, but didn’t. Gym got the better of my body, plus it was that inconvenient time of the month. Another blasé Friday night it was.

I was at the parents’ again for the weekend for some family gathering. Saturday was spent in the kitchen making more cupcakes.
This batch got unanimous approvals from the “trusted” testers.
Phew. G.l.a.d. They even said I can start my world cupcake domination now...
Not really, but yea passed the QC to sell. Again G.l.a.d.

There you have it blog, that was how my last 2 weeks went by.
Dull? Yup. Blasé? Pretty much. Got me thinking, could my lack of time spent with you actually be due to me not really having much of a life at the moment and not just the laziness and mental thing?
You be the judge.