Free like a bird, trap in the cage.

I am angry and disappointed. I'm carefree and spontaneous. I want to book the flight to London now! Now! But somebody seem to be a bit sceptical. Where are we going to stay? Where are we going to eat? But London is so expensive. Do you think when you already paid RM thousands for the flight ticket, you will stand there and not moving when you arrive London. Or will you ASK people around? I hate what i called the 'tourist syndrome'. The flight will be next year, you think we couldn't buy the lonely planet book or search the Internet. I'm so tired until my brain become numb. I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs. I'm boiling mad.

Gosh i even know the officer who works in MSD. I even have an old friend who migrated to UK. God.........................................

Argh!!!!!!!!.................................

I missed out the opportunity before, i'm not going to do the same thing again.

Aku tetap percaya rezeki adalah dari tuhan.

I admit i do have a sense of greediness sometimes. But deep down inside i know this is not right.

Do you think i will put myself as low as that for your dirty money?

I feel so insulted.

I believe action speaks louder than words. So, i had asked for his account number and insist to meet him to give 'it' back to him.

Fucking shit i know you are rich, i couldn't even afford a BMW. I don't need your money. Do you think i am a fungi? or donkey so you can easily bribed me? We have what you called pride ok. I can work and live happily without your money. Shit. Puih! Shame on you.

I feel like cursing you for the rest of my life.

The decision is yours. (Yeah i like to watch ANTM so what)

I hate inconsiderate drivers. Those whose hands are so heavy from eating roti canai until they couldn't even lift their fingers and just switch the signal. I am kind ok, most of the time i will let you pass. Unless i'm catching up to punch that stupid card every 8.30am, for the rest of my life.

Let me see what should i do with you?

Do you want me to smack your car off the cliff?

or

Do you want me to stump your fugly car with my pretty high heels?

Your choice.

Dear Miss Perry

You're hot and cold, yes and no, in and out, up and down, wrong and right, black and white.......... Usually, i not a fan of pop song but i do know a fair share of pop songs. Yes.... put on the BSB songs or Westlife, even Britney Spears' songs, my brain will magically remember the lyrics. Suddenly, you see me singing and dancing ok jerking in an awkward dance posture. Maybe not.

She's quirky, weird and confident. Kinda reminds me of M&Ms, sweet cotton candy type that i think Christina Aguilera can never pull off. Maybe it's because her (christina) 'dirty' image from the previous album had already stuck on my retina. She (Katy Perry) even reminds me of 1940s-1950s type of ladies. You know the one we always see in classic musical movies. Like this one.

Watermelon with a dash of poison ivy.

Do you remember the propaganda on American Dreams? How the mother will promote the cereals saying that it's delicious with shrill voice and mega watt smile. The kids will eat it enthusiastically. You don't know what the hell i'm talking about? Never mind, forget it.

Like the mother of all ribbons on Charlize Theron's black dress.

Green eye monster. Spooky.

Katy's head is spinning around. I wonder how she's gonna seat with that costume.

The next cast of Desperado Housewives.

Oh, daisies are my favourite type of flower.

Berjudi adalah haram disisi agama.

A ruler to smack your head whenever she feels like it.

Her fashion sense might be weird but i like it the way it is. Girlish with a techno colour feel in it. And i always have a soft spot with balloons.

My Management Guru.

Dilbert never fails to make me laugh! These kind of jokes are only for those who have experience in working with well.... a weasel.

Been busy reading this book before i go to bed every night. Funny like hell. Hilarious beyond the outer space. I forgot the exact word but it goes something like this:

Usually the airlines will say that there has been a 'technical problem'

when they delay your flight,

although the truth is the airlines actually forgot to put their crew in the cabin.

Normally, we will not argue but even if we did,

we know that they will say " well, if you encounter a major problem

with the wings up in the air,

make sure to punch a hole in the window

and start flapping your arms.". Ha ha ha ha ha!

Dilbert always crack me up and see office politics in a lighter note. Wicked!

I am not a shopaholic.

Shopping always makes me happy. I must buy at least some crap magazine if i've gone window shopping. When i fail to do that, i will go home feeling disappointed and unhappy. What? Retail therapy? Never heard of it.

For the past few months, i managed to buy some stuff that i need and some stuff that i don't need but i must have it too or i'll die.

Let me see..... a small handbag; a luggage tag that says"No, it's not yours"; 2009 calendar from Kinokuniya; Aquaria KLCC's souvenirs and a free sample of a new perfume called Zen. (I think it's from Shiseido)

A cute pastel colour calendar with ribbons.

The inside of the calendar. February for Valentine's Day.

Buying beautiful calendars had always been a ritual for this past few years. The above picture is a 2008 calendar. The pictures of home cottage and countryside are drawn by Fred Swan.



The back of the calendar so you'll know what pictures they have inside.



Roses that my hubby bought every week. Aww..................




I bought a pendrive and some crappy RM10 for three stuff.




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A hearty meal for my hubby during a saturday morning. Sunny side-up please!

This is the first time i tried making Laksa Sarawak. But i forgot to put sliced omelette.

A close-up picture of it.

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A smart bag from Korea that will compress your clothes and reduce it's original volume.

My bedspread and quilt that has been compress using a vacuum cleaner.

A small luggage bag. There is another colour in silver bit i picked the black one. So predictable kan.

My mum says it's ugly. (I mean the socks not my legs)

Another 2009 calendar for my office. A white bunny desktop and keyboard cleaner. Some gifts from Locittane. (I don't think i spelled it right). A Pink Martini Album. (Yippee! I searched for it high and low and found it in a music store at Mid valley) A key chain from MPH bookstore. The worst of all: A book about accounting and finance for non-accountants like me.

A separated heart key chain for my new home!






At last, a DVD player so that i can watch my GTO cartoon manga.




A flat screen TV. This one has put a large hole in my purse. By the way, I prefer Predator.

Hey, you look familiar. An alien doesn't scare him anymore. That's why he's working with the CSI now. By the way, your hair looks like the Predator.

A picture that i bought for RM80++ from my hometown. Some quite similar pictures are sold for RM500 in a shop at Mid valley WITHOUT THE FRAME. Anyway, i feel like talking about a certain financial topic for my next post. We'll see.

Another picture. I like scenery, flowers and all the nature stuff in painting. This pictures are real you know. Not printed punya.

See?

A jazzy picture behind my new TV. Oh yeah perlawanan bola antara Malaysia & salah satu negara Vietnam/Myanmar, tak ingat. Pesta bola merdeka? Maaf, sekali lagi tak berapa ingat. I didn't bother to watch. I'm sorry but i know sure kalah one.

I have another two bigger pictures back in my home. (A Greek home and a big ship sailing in the sea.) I'll bring it to KL when i balik kampung next month. I hope i will not have a fight with Air Asia like i did with the above 2 pictures. God, i was creating a scene at the airport during that time. But it was not my fault so i don't care. I wish i am richer some day so i can choose MAS.

I'm obviously happy with this purchase to show it for the second time.

Can you tell that i'm actually bored by just reading this post?

Another post about sour milk

I swear this is the last time i'm going to talk about this. Some foolish people who never thank God for what they have. I don't know why i am always a target with this kind of people. I never make any comments about their clothes, cars, boyfriends etc. I prefer to be left alone but before that, i just want to say something first.

For all of you who has some kind of low self-esteem disease,

Yes, Yes! My milkshake is better than yours.

And you know what?

My fingernails too! (Toenails included)

Jerk!