Another pool tournament coming up.

I love playing pool. I really really love playing pool. I didn't realise that I feel happy playing pool until he suggested that I don't play this time.

There's a tournament coming up in Baywatch soon. I played in the one two years back and we got second place. Not bad for a team full of newbies. I was asked to play again this year. But... he doesn't want me to play this time, because there's a certain someone that he isn't too comfortable with. I understand his point of view so I shall skip this one. Anyways the money prize is not a lot for this one. But I'm thinking, what if the person is there for the Dewar's one as well? Does that mean I will skip that one too?

I have abandoned my cue for too long, and I can't wait to go there and show the people so that they can go waaaaaaaaaaaaaa

So how?

Quality times *sigh*

Why oh why can't I just stop procrastinating... mom's helper (a politically correct way to put it) finally came back from some gorgeous island in Philippines and I've regained my freedom again. So I damn semangat, woke up at 7, had breakfast and watched some tv before setting up my laptop to start those researches. Of course, having been deprived of reckless surfing of the net without caring for the time for so long, I just couldn't stop myself from surfing and surfing and surfing.

So I was online from 9 am to 3 pm *trying* to get a headstart on work and I just couldn't stop reading and surfing about everything to politics to renovation to... god knows what else. Well, am still trying right now... hopefully can start immediately after this...

BTW, since Ruth is back, I have so much time on hand and I can finally spend quality time with the bf!! It's nice cos it's been sometime since we had quality time together. A month? Since she left? Anyhow the day before we had quiet night at home just chatting about everything and drinking brandy. We used to do that very often, sharing the small details of our day or week and I'm glad we had that night. I especially love talking about work, management, strategies, politics, because then we get to debate and see what the other person is really like. FOR EXAMPLE, I'm always the follow the rules sort of person, while he's less so. Bla bla.

Yesterday we went to pasar malam to have his favourite asam laksa. Again, we used to do that a lot but somewhere along the way we just stopped. Eating fried food from sticks, having mata kuching from the plastic bag. I like that. It reminds me of my childhood. In fact, yesterday I told him that I saw a lot of uncles and aunties whom my mom used to buy from. That was at least 15 years ago and today they are still there. In a way I felt a bit of pity for them, but then again, who am I to feel that way because for all I know, they are probably happier than a lot of other corporate ladder climbers or wealthier people.

THEN WE TARPAO FOOD AND WENT BACK TO MAKAN AGAIN WHILE WATCHING WAR OF IN LAWS, THIS TVB SERIES THAT I'VE SEEN AND AM FORCING HIM TO WATCH. I bought the dvd because I want to pass it on to my kids. Like heirloom. Except that it's not so expensive. hehe. There are quite a few DVDS already that I've collected. One of them is this Korean movie, Daisy. THAT SHOW IS SO ROMANTIC I cry everytime I see it. sigh.

Ok. time to start work. tonight got hen's night. btw, i got a haircut. it's really boyish on one side and more feminine on the other. the guy was so enthusiastic about the cut.

helpppp

urm, i think there are ants living in my laptop. how the hell did it get there and HOW DO I GET RID OF IT??!!?

freedooooommm

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh thank you god!!! Ruth is finally back and now my life can get back to normal again!!!

ahhhhhhhhhh i am reborn!!!

screwed up

I can't seem to do anything right. I'm as useless as a rubbish bin next to a rubbish dump site. I will keep to myself and learn learn learn how to do it right and if I still can't do it right, then I guess I'm really incapable of doing it. I might as well be dead then.

First step in buying a house - shop for mortgages

It was quite tedious when we first started shopping for mortgages. Thank God for the Internet I was able to check for mortgages rate online but even then I did not fully trust the rates posted online by the banks. I guess it is because I have this perception that the local companies just don't bother to update their websites with the latest information. Anyhow it was quite a tedious experience calling up the banks to find out more about their mortgage packages. The most terrible experience I had must be calling the Hong Leong Bank hotline. You know how they have the IVR system (press 1 for bla bla press 2 for bla bla)? Well, Hong Leong Bank's IVR is the crappiest!! You end up going in circles and finally you just slam down the phone because you get so bloody frustrated going round and round.

After finding out the rates on the phone comes the negotiating time. It is actually possible for you to negotiate the rates because the banking industry in Malaysia is so competitive. If they say it is not negotiable, they are either lying or have already met their quota for the month so they don't give a damn whether you use their services or not. They = mortgage sales executive.

Just found out few weeks back that the guy responsible for our account has left the company.

Anyways in the end, after careful comparison and all, we ended up getting a mortgage with Hong Leong Bank because it offered the best rate despite the shitty hotline they have. I also got the direct line number to whoever it was I needed to speak to so I don't have to torture myself with the stupid HLB IVR again. In the future if I need to get a loan for small business incorporation, I really don't think I'll consider the bank again.

Less than 2 weeks to freedom.

The world is just too damn small. Just when you think you have left bees in the past doesn't mean that it won't come back to zzzz at you. Sometimes it's better if I had just left things and stop digging. Too much knowledge isn't that good all the time.

I need to prioritise and stop procrastinating. Sometimes I feel that I am just here to fulfill her ego requirement. I need to put my foot down and say, that's it, I need to do things that I need to do because it is important that I don't lose this lifeline. It has reached that level of seriousness. Sometimes it's unbelievable how the things she say can hurt me so much. I've seen how she practices her subtlety so I know she's capable of it. Why is she being so insensitive to me then? Do I portray myself as someone who is thick skinned and won't be hurt no matter what is hurled at me? My Chinese horoscope said something about taking a step back and looking at things objectively. I'm trying, i'm trying.

March 11, 2008

Today we finally got the keys to our home. Yes, OUR home. I'm a bit overwhelmed from the thought of the necessary renovation to make it our living place. There will be tons to do, I'm sure. I'll just cross the bridge when I reach it, I guess.

A reminder to all

Not to sound like I'm suddenly damn into politics, but this is a damn good warkah to 'Barisan Rakyat'. Have they adopted the name officially?

PRU 12 2008

This is from an email that I wrote to a dear friend. Just wanted to stick this here to remind me of the first election that I was an active participant of.

elections fever is on. every damn one was and still is talking about elections and results. going to vote was a very... somber experience. i woke up at my bfs place at about 2 pm and thought shit sure damn late oredi so i told him to send me to the polling station and ask him to immediately drive to sri aman so that he won;'t be late for voting. i even walked home okay from the polling station but it's only 2 streets away from my home. walked in, every one quite. a lot of ppl walking in a manner that is like how ants move. all follow invisible line wan. everyone looked serious. i went to the stream (classroom) that i'm supposed to vote in.show them my ic. then the woman announce my name and ic no and some other no. to other ppl for checking purpose. then i'm given an orange ballot paper. wah, felt like damn grown up and at the same time felt giddy with excitement and unsure of how to really do it. a bit kancheong la in case undi rosak. so i went to a counter with that barrier cover and put my cross on it. no prize for guessing where my pangkah was at. i even double checked just in case i pangkah wrong okay. damn embarassing if pangkah wrongly k...

anyhow my area is now DAP area! a malay area, now a DAP area. u can just guess how dissatisfied everyone were with the govt. at night my bf and i stayed in just to watch the results on tv. i think if u were up to check the results online u probably would have gotten the updates faster than i did because GODDAMNIT the results on tv damn slow. I think because those ppl damn inefficient and also because they didn't wanna create havoc by showing so many loss so early. i went online to get update too but my wifi was bit cuckoo so that didn't work out v. well. my dad got updates by phone calls though through some uncle who's quite pro mca. was damn happy when i heard that opp won few states. hahaha imagine me cheering at home at the tv.

a political analyst invited by tv3 was being quite an idiot towards the end, maybe around 2ish. it was damn obvious he's either stupid, or trying very hard to incite racial riot. the results were out that 2/3 majority has been denied, then the stupid analyst kept saying things like oh now it's very hard to continue the policy of using bm as the national language as stated by the 'undang2' because now 'WE' don't have the 2/3 majority. is he stupid or what for using the word we? i mean, he's on national tv, and he's supposed to be an independent analyst. that asshole oso brought up some other malay issues la that i obviously cannot remember oredi. my bf and i were so fucking stunned okay!!

Some senseless ranting.

Yesterday I totally lost my temper trying to find the way to my aunty's place in Shah Alam. I literally screamed on the phone asking for her address because I was given the wrong address. I feel so bratty but really I can't help it. When I reached her place, I had to try really hard to control my facial expression so that everyone couldn't catch on that I was damn pissed off. After a while I felt better. I even layaned my grand aunties playing blackjack. The moment I left the place I felt my mood souring again. I really don't know what's the matter with me so I went to bed but the crappiness returned again this morning and resumed till a while ago. I asked my bf whether I am due for that time of the month. Don't know why I asked him because it's not like he's my menstrual calendar keeper. I think it's probably because I haven't had much time to myself. I like to have my own time doing my own stuff. Maybe just surf the net a bit, or read a book/magazine. And I haven't had that for a bit. Hope tomorrow will be better.