What a day !

It's been a long day. Well, for someone who has been sitting home for a week, I think I had a pretty eventful day. Started with accompanying mom to the wet market, we went out at 10am. Some of you might think, 10 am?? The chickens and fish would be all dead by then, hang on, they are dead already. Our Kepong Baru market is a lil different, as there are probably about 100 stalls of vege, meat, chicken, clothes, breakfast, and misc goods, one is spoiled for choices here. I dare say that there are at least 3 stalls for each category. Having said that, I know for a fact that there is only one stall that sells beansprouts, or locally known as tauge. It was a piece of knowledge that I stumbled across by chance.

After market, I got ready, and left home for the train station. I was going to meet an ex-colleague for lunch - apart from catching up, I needed some HR advice from her. She decided to have lunch in Pizza Hut, urmm... don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't like pizza, but I just had it yesterday.. so it was the Garden Salad and a coffee for me. It was good fun chatting and catching up with Sharan, thanks for lunch dear. Then I went up to ME to drop a present for my dear friend, it's a lil kiwi I bought in Queenstown for her. I thought she might need a lil furry company after the hard week she had. *hugs*

I had to head to Labour Office to clear out some issues, and the only way I knew how to get there was to jump on the cab. I have always been a lil paranoid about taking cabs, but I guess taking one in bright daylight, plus the fact that it's just a short distance, I was alright with it. My destination was Menara Perkeso, Jalan Ampang. Only when I got there, I knew it wasn't that far away.
The cab driver was quite friendly, but behind the chatty face, he tried to con my money! As he was going to stop me in front of my destination, the meter read RM6.90, so I pulled out a RM10 note for him, and he quickly said he had no change for that. His excuse was that he just left his house, and this is his first trip, thus not having any small notes with him. I thought that was hard to believe because
1-He is a cab driver, he should have small change with him all the time.
2-He did not even look in his wallet before stating that he had no change.

So I told him to pull over at the petrol station in front, he hesitated a lil, by saying that I will need to walk back. But I quickly said it's fine, and I got him to stop at this Iranian restaurant by the road, quickly got down to get some change. The Iranian man said I was smart because the cab driver was trying to cheat my money. To be honest, it was only at that point that I realised what the cab driver was up to! He was trying to get me to say " Keep the change!" And the fact that I am incomeless now, I wasn't going to part with my 3bucks ! So I walked back to the cab and wanted to pay him RM7.20, but he said " 7 ringgit cukuplar". And so his mission failed.. *grins proudly*

My matters at Labour Office was done within the hour, I am suprised by how efficient they are. I hope to hear from them soon! From the earlier ride on the cab, it didn't seem impossible to walk back towards town. So I slowly walked my way back, passed by several embassies, a few restaurants, a few construction sites, and there I was at a familiar crossroad. Right across the road was the Ampang Park LRT stop, of course, Menara Citibank. It seems like just yesterday where I get off that stop and went upstairs to for work. Oh well...

After walking for a thousand miles, I find myself in the familiar surroundings of KLCC. Since I was out in town, thought I might as well meet a friend for dinner, but the few that I 'ajak-ed' all declined.. so I hopped on the LRT and headed home. Was glad to be home after a long day...

On a Friday night

It's almost 2am, I'm watching Ugly Betty on the net, it's taking a while to stream it, so I thought I'll write a lil. Was feeling a lil low tonite, I was sitting home doing nothing on a Friday nite, for some unknown reason, it felt pathetic. I asked myself why, it's not that I was out every Friday night back then when I was working. I remembered going shopping alone, head home after that and just spend quality time with myself - reading, surfing the net, etc. It must be this too-much-time on my hands syndrome.. I have all day to do nothing, and then when it's night time, I do nothing again. Gosh, I really need to do something, soon ! The search has been done in vain though.

Last night, I went to Laundry@ The Curve with a friend, it was a spontaneous invitation, we had a drink there while this Fly FM event was happening. Well, besides great music, and a great pint of Strongbow, it was good to be out. I haven't been on a night out since I got back from NZ. Though I was there with my friend, I was very much sitting on my own at the bar enjoying the music. Well, to give him a little credit, he did introduce me to most of the people there, but as they were all with the media industry, I didn't have much to say to them. Just smile and nod. ( I was being polite!) Well, I did talk to some of the people in the group, and got their contacts, should be useful if I want a job there. Sweet as !

Well, I said I WAS feeling a little low, that means I am feeling better now. I had a very good conversation with someone on the phone just now. Yes, I rang him. I wondered if he was suprised to see my name flashing on his phone. or maybe it was just my number. Well, I'm glad I rang him tho, I must have blabbered on for more than half an hour, but it felt good. I went on ranting bout my cute lil cousins, my so called boss, my job hunt and some others. As I chatted with him, I realised how much I missed talking to him, and how well he listened to me. Thanks dear, for everything.

As I sit here alone, upstairs in the hall, I could hear Mom + Dad chatting and laughing away. It's sweet how they have this habit of staying up and chat away in bed. Don't get me wrong here, I am not writing about my parents bedtime activities. It's just that as I sit here watching my Ugly Betty, I could hear Mom laughing away. And then it hit me, it's amazing how my parents are still very much like young love birds at times. I can sometimes here them chatting till 3 , 4 am in the morning, they chat about the weirdest things at times, about going places, about the neighbours, and at times about politics ! After my own episode of emotional trauma, I don't know how much my faith stands about marriage. When I look at wedding pictures of friends on Facebook, it just seems so scary at times ! The most recent one was my two classmates that are high school sweethearts, and got hitched recently. It must be close to 10 years now... Wow.. how did they do it? Would I be able to find that kind of faith and commitment in myself, anytime soon? I wonder..

I'm jinxed !

What happened to my lovely pinky grey background?

It's almost as though I'm jinxed at blog designs.. Every time I meddle with the layout and design, the whole thing screws up..

Anyone out there willing to help me with it? :(

The question

For some reason, I always find myself feeling the loneliest at this hour of the nite. I'm thinking, it's probably because everyone in the house is asleep, and I'm still up? If only the answer is as simple as that. I find myself seeking deeper within myself, and the answer is still not surfacing yet. I keep asking myself the question, but I only have myself to blame that I am not trying my best to answer it, not just yet.

I will ask again tomorrow, and I will have the answer then.

What am I doing?

It's quarter to 11, I'm not sleepy, I'm not out, I'm not interested in FB anymore, what should I do?

Today was spent sitting at home. Got up early to finalise my letter, got it mailed to FL at the post office, sent them an email. I still can't believe it's all over just like that. At least have the courtesy of sitting down nicely and telling me rite?I can't help feeling betrayed too. Lesson learnt this time- do not trust ppl easily, ever again. That's probably one of my biggest weakness, I promised myself many times that I should becareful, and be more wary..but sama jer... tsk tsk tsk.

I received a call from Backhome today. It is a new backpacker in town, infact there was a feature article on last Saturday's Weekender. It is owned by Ng Ping Ho, a local talent. Does the name ring a bell? He is the man behind Kopitiam, Table for Two,Realiti and The Firm. The place looks really cool and cozy, hopefully it will change the perception most will have of local backpackers and hostels. The reason they called? I applied for a postion as Hotel Manager, thought it will be great fun, and it will be a sneak preview of the hospitality industry. The lady who rang mentioned the pay to me, and I have my thoughts about it. We'll see.

Got an email reply from Delectable, it's the cutest lil dessert shop. I came across it in Gardens yesterday when I was bumming around there. Then they were looking for someone too, thought I'll give it a go, since I'm not doing anything at the moment, and it will be great fun as I love baking too. Did a bit more reading on the shop, or more like the creator of the shop. It all started from Su. My my.. she is a very successful girl ! You can read more bout her on her blog - http://cookingismypassion.blogspot.com/.

So you see, nothing much happened today. Be it my social life, my work or others. hang on, what work? ok, that's Work in Progress then.

For now? prob back to my book. Am reading Danielle Steel's Wanderlust.