MooPig & The Babe

Remember this?

I love that no more

cos.... I'm in love with this pair of Prada wedge!


Same style, different colour

£241. Slightly cheaper than that pair of Gucci.

And to make up for that pair of Gucci, I got something else. =)

But still.. it's way over my budget.

If only money fall from the sky.

Sigh......

on a side note:
I called Mom today and told her about what happened in Sainsbury's. She was laughing non-stop. She didn't say I was right. Neither did she said I was wrong. But you know what she said when she stopped laughing?
You arr, don't go and fight with people in a foreign country.
But that siao cha boh (crazy lady) was the one who was rude to me first what!
Call people siao cha boh some more you
True what. She's crazy. Really!

Then we talked about other stuffs and I mentioned I get different food from different places. Like I get my bread and tea from M&S, I only eat certain brand of food etc.
So yim chim (picky) for what har?
No mar.. I just like my food that way.
Yim chim some more lah.. later you chui bo ang (cannot find husband)
Chui bo and ma stay with you in the new house lor.. can teman you.
Eee yeer... I don't want lah.. later ngam ngam ngam (nag) at you again. Cannot lah..

and the conversation continued

Well, that's my mom for you when she's in the mood to talk to me. She can be so funny at times.

Posted by MooPig at 01:11 | Permalink | Comments

I was at Camden Town Sainsbury's doing my grocery shopping this afternoon.

After spending about an hour walking around and getting everything I wanted, I proceeded to the check out point. At the till was this big size black lady and she didn't appear to be very friendly.

After she scanned the groceries, she told me the amount. I handed her my debit card and my Nectar card.

Can I take 1000 points off my card please? I said and I proceeded to pack my stuffs.
So you want 10pounds off or 5 pounds?
5 pounds. please.
Then you should have told me you want 5 pounds off! (At this point, she sounded very angry)
But I told you I wanted thousand points off my card and a thousand points is 5 pounds
i don't know anything about math.
oh then you shouldn't be working here i guess
you don't have to insult me
I wasn't insulting you. I just told you I wanted thousand points off my card and it's worth 5 pounds.
I don't need to know math to work here. you don't have to insult me like you did.
I wasn't insulting you!
Yes you were. I don't need a masters to work here. Cash back?
NO THANK YOU

I keyed in my PIN number, put the last bag of grocery in the trolley and said to her: You're the worst employee I've ever seen!

I walked off with my face as black as a charcoal.

I was so close to tell her that I wanted a refund on everything I bought. That would make her life more miserable but hey, I wasn't being bitchy enough to do that. I was also thinking of reporting her to the customer service but decided against it since it wasn't anything serious.

But seriously, I never meant to insult her. If she can't do proper math, she shouldn't be working as a cashier. I don't think any employer would want to take an employee who can't do simple math. How is she suppose to calculate how much she has at the till at the end of her shift if she can't calculate?

She was the one who was being sarcastic. She was the one who started it and all I did was reciprocate and she had to nerve to accuse me of insulting her.

BITCH!

Posted by MooPig at 20:42 | Permalink | Comments

I think I'm getting a writer's block. I can't seem to write a decent entry anymore. I've been typing and backspacing, typing and backspacing.

I have problems writing so I'm gonna write it brief.

I think I don't want to be an accountant or an auditor anymore. I want to work with children with speech difficulties.

Why suddenly this? Thanks to the TV programmes, I have a strong urge to work with these children.

I pity these children. I feel for them. I want to help them to speak.

It's my dream which I hope to achieve one day, hopefully in the near future.

I was crying in my heart when I watched the documentary. Little angels who have selective mutism. Children who stammer when they try to speak. I want to help them so badly. I want to help Malaysian families who have no access to help when they need help.

Now, I have to make this dream come true......

Posted by MooPig at 21:37 | Permalink | Comments

Friend: here??

me: huh? [acting dumb] [thinking: damn rude.. bloody fella]

Friend: i want to know do u still have get your last year disstretion file?? as i want the format before the introduction ..

me: i have

Friend: yeah.... thx... i just need the few pages before inrodution.

me: what do you mean you want the format?

Friend: what i need to write.. before content page.

me: i'll just tell you what i wrote.

Friend: yeah..

me: don't you have a guideline? signed declaration.

Friend: yeah.. signed declaration. yes yes.

me: abstract, acknowledgements, contents

Friend: what is include inside?

me: what?

Friend: signed declaration and acknowledgements.

me:
I hereby declare that the work carried out in this investigation has
never been accepted, in part or in full, for the award of any degree,
and is not being currently submitted by any candidate in any other
university.
I also declare that this project is the result of my own work and my
indebtedness is indicated in references, bibliography and elsewhere in
the text.

me: abstract is the summary of the summary [seriously, don't ask me why i came up with such stupid suggestions]

me: and acknowledgement is just a dedication to the list of ppl you want to thank [another stupid suggestion]

Friend: yeah ..i get it ,,,thxthxxthx

me: welcome

me: hmm.. i always see you online

Friend: ahha ...i still working on the literature review ....

Friend:need to hand in on friday ....

me: but you hardly talk to me... and i'm always very surprised when you message me because i never know what you have in store for me

Friend: hehe .....always is (not a good thing) when i find you

Friend: hehe ..i go back to work frist .... talk with u when i finish my project ..hehe

me: well yeah. i'm sure you're done by now because you started way earlier than others and you had joe to help you

Friend: he go to london ... he havn't help me at last and leave me a horrible topic here

me: i see [hiak hiak hiak.. serve you right for being so arrogant] must be so hard for you but it's alright since you're smart

Friend: i am not smart now ..

me: you're just being humble

Friend: ahha ...

[end of conversation]

seriously, I wish i had been more sarcastic.

I absolutely detest people who take advantage of other people. I'll do my best not to help them and if I were to be more bitchy, I'll be sarcastic to them.

You see, I have this 2 'friends' from Hong Kong who never bother to message me online on a good day. They never talked to me and never bothered to drop by to say hello or whatsoever. But, the moment they message me, they expect me to help them with their work. At first, I was nice and helped them. Then came the second and third time, I just ignored one of them or offered minimal help. I don't think they deserve to be helped at all.

Once, one of them messaged me. I was in the shower then and when I came out of the showered, I was greeted by his ASSIGNMENT TOPIC! He actually typed out the bloody topic and expected me to help him with it. No bloody way! I'm not that generous. So instead of being silent, I told him: MooPig is not at home. I'm her aunt, using her computer now. I'll forward your message to her. Since then, I nver heard from him even though I see him online everyday. I couldn't be bothered to talk to people like that.

Oh How I love being sarcastic!

Posted by MooPig at 18:52 | Permalink | Comments

Lunch and Dinner can be a pain sometimes.

I think I've lost the passion to cook. I dread it when I'm hungry because I have to think what I want to eat, think how to cook, prepare, cook, eat and wash up. Cooking for a meal sometimes take up to an hour if not more.

It doesn't help that I live in a shoebox. The smell of the garlic, ginger, curry and etc stays in the room and it sometimes gives me headache.

I don't like eating over night food. I always like my food fresh and hot. Cooking a meal of chinese means eating for two days or more. I have to buy more than I require. Hey, I can't possibly buy half an aubergine because I only eat half for a meal, can I?

I've resorted to eating bread, salad and soup which don't need much cooking time. But then, I can't be eating the same food over and over and over again like how I eat my breakfast. They say variety is the spice of life. I need variety in my food.

I'm sick of eating noodles and pastas. I'm sick of eating baked beans. I still like Campbell's mushroom soup but they are hard to find.

3 days ago, I was craving for aubergine. So I popped into Sainsbury's and bought an aubergine and mushrooms, and dropped by the grocery store around the corner to get garlic and ginger. I started cooking and had a scrumptious dinner. Then came the nightmare: The leftover. I kept it in the fridge and didn't touch it for 2 days. I was hungry a while ago so I heat up the dish and served with rice.

Man, I could only eat half a bowl because the food wasn't fresh anymore. Aubergine turned soggy and it didn't taste like Monday night. I gobbled up the rice and no prizes for guessing where the aubergine went to. In the bin. I know I've sinned but I couldn't bring myself to finish it.

Sometimes, I wish I could cook for friends and we could have dinner or lunch together. That will make meal time more interesting. But sometimes. Sometimes only. I've had my fair share of cooking with friends four years ago. At first it was alright, then it became a nightmare because I had to cook for 4 every dinner. I had to suit everyone's eating time. I had to suit everyone's taste bud. I had to cook even when I was in a bad mood. It was a disaster. Since then I've vowed not to be involved in any form of communal cooking.

I would love to whip up some Bak Kut Teh some time during the weekend. Anyone wants to come over for lunch or dinner? ;) Just make sure you sapu everything because... I just dislike eating overnight food.

Posted by MooPig at 15:40 | Permalink | Comments

To: Mommy and Mei Mei

Your daughter/Sister is missing:
1. Hap Tou Sou (walnut biscuit)
2. Por Lor Pao
3. Nasi Kukus
4. Nasi Kerabu- Kao Jam and the blue ones
5. the ayam percik ko-ko always buys
6. roti canai with dhal
7. kong theng
8. tong kei egg tarts
9. Shark's fin soup- not the thick ones you get at weddings but the ones Mom cooks.
10. Mommy's Heng Hua noodles
11. Mommy's Prawn Noodles
12. Kebun Sultan's Hokkien Mee (the black sauce ones)
13. Hui Joo's Yam popiah
14. Ikan bakar at Golok
15. Crabsssss at Kou Lou
16. Lobsters
17. Sea cucumber
18. Kang Kung Belacan
19. Kakak's Pucuk paku belacan
20. Kakak's lady's fingers belacan
21. Daddy's Paella
22. Currypuffs
23. Seremban Siu Pau
24. Bak Kua
25. Bird's nest soup from home
26. The thai leaves thingie with peanuts, dried shrimps, sweet sticky sauce, ginger, lime etc etc
27. Mommy's Bak Kut Teh
28. Nasi Lemak from Jalan Kuala Krai (?) Which Mommy bought one Friday morning
29. The oh-so-crispy Keropok Lekor near Chung Hwa school
30. Pearl Tea Milk near Chung Hwa School- the original one
31. Restaurant Kampung Kulim's chicken
32. Hoover!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
33. Chiang Mai's pork hand (direct translation of thee-chiu)
34. Budu
35. Ikan keli at Kampung Kraftangan (cikgu)
36. Hai Ong Balitong
37. Beef Satay at Satay Suria
38. Kakak's nasi lemak
39. Ham Chim Peng at Jalan Hamzah/Kebun Sultan
40. Kaya
41. Soon Hock! The bigger the better =P
42. Daddy's Brinjal with thick soya sauce and deep fried shallots
43. Chai-tao-kui
44. Bak Chang
45. A glass of fresh fruit juice every morning
46. Half boiled eggs at white house, couple with roti khawin (oh yummmmmm)
47. Prawns! Big, gigantic, large ones
48. Indian food at Sara's.
49. Mommy's Indian curry chicken
50. Steamboat at home

I want I want I want!!!!

Posted by MooPig at 00:11 | Permalink | Comments

连续3天了, 都在听一样的歌: 我等你。

喜欢光亮唱的版本, 也喜欢奶茶刘若英的。

我下载奶茶的， 是她开演唱会的时候唱的。

我很喜欢她的开场白：

每次我要分手之前， 我都会有预感。 可是呢， 我都要拖好一阵字才能说出分手。后来我才发现， 原来， 我是在等我自己能够放心离开你。。。。。。

三场恋爱
三次分手收场
三次， 我都有预感
两次， 是我提出分手的
两次， 我都拖了好久才说出分手

原来，我拖的原因是在等我自己能够放心的离开他。。。。。。

Posted by MooPig at 20:50 | Permalink | Comments

1. My shoebox studio smells like sesame oil. It's giving me headache now. I like my food with sesame oil but I definitely don't like the pungent smell. Like I've said, it gives me headache. And I have to air my room and probably use my perfume as air-freshener if the smell still stays after a few hours.

2. I haven't been eating cooked food for the past weeks. As usual, breakfast is tea and digestives, lunch is bread and soup and dinner is something quick like the unsuccessful wantan noodles or bread and soup again. And so I was craving for aubergine and hainanese chicken rice. Yes, just the rice. I spent some time in the kitchen playing masak-masak. I was too lazy to climb up the chair to get my rice cooker, so I cooked my rice ala mat salleh, i.e. in the pot. For some reason which I can't figure out, the rice wasn't as dry and fluffy as I wanted it to be. In fact, I burnt the rice. But still can eat lah, without the burnt taste, mind you. =P. Potong stim a bit lah but I finished my dinner anyway. I guess I won't be doing anymore masak-masak until I feel like it.

3. Watching FAME the musical alone wasn't that bad. The dancing was superb but the songs aren't as good as Andrew Lloyd Webber's. I went grocery shopping after the musical and bought salmon! yum yum. Salmon's for dinner tomorrow or whenever I feel like it. Looks like I'll still do some masak-masak this week. =)

4. I want to get the CD: Whistle Down the Wind (Original Cast Recording, not Various Artists). It costs bloody 15quid here! I'm trying to bid on e-bay. I might be able to get it for under a tenner but I'm still thinking if it's slightly above a tenner. Apparently, it's original, new but unsealed. Hmmm.... Maybe I should get a new one after all. 41 minutes left and it's at £7.50.

5. School starts tomorrow. Me no likeyyyyy... 5 weeks of holidays just went *zooooooop* just like that.

6. I performed a mini-operation on my foot today. I guess only the Babe knows I have a 4-month-old corn on my right foot and I'm reluctant to go to the doctor. So I used my nail clipper and fingers and tweezer. I have no bloody idea how the root of the corn looks like. I guess I didn't pull out any root but sure there was loads of blood oozing out. I haven't got any anti-septic cream. I only have a plaster. And I need to shower and wash my hair. Great. I can imagine myself swearing and hopping around in the shower. Or perhaps I should use a plastic bag and tie it around my feet later? This is the Babe's suggestion, btw. I better get a doctor or a podiatric as my boyfriend lah. Oh, don't worry, I cleaned everything up with Listerine cos I haven't got any Dettol or whatever at home. I'm not very good at stocking up all these stuffs, you see. I haven't got a first aid kid with me. I only have a bottle of Panadol, some Ibuprofen some Actal and plasters. Gonna get some Savlon tomorrow.

7. I'm the bestest sister in the world, I tell you. At 12am (7am M'sian time) on Friday, I called up my sister when she was still in dreamland. In case you didn't know, Friday is a weekend in KB. I told her to get breakfast for Daddy because she's hardly home. It turned out, Uncle CT came from KT and they were going out for breakfast that morning. My sis sat her alarm clock at 0815 the evil kind sister woke her up 1hr and 15 mins earlier. And oh, after 30 minutes of chatting and got her wide awake, I told her: mei ah, you can go back to bed already. good night! *muahahahahah*

8. Today is St. George's Day. Also National Day of England. Today's the Flora London Marathon. Did you know Rebecca Loos also joined the marathon? So did Gordon Ramsay. =)

I'm gonna stop at 8 cos they say 8 is the lucky number for chinese cos I'm lazy to think anymore.

[Can someone in Malaysia help me out please? How much does a Canon Ixus I-Zoom 5.3MP Digicam cost in Malaysia? Or any Canon 5.3MP camera? Many thanks]

Posted by MooPig at 19:42 | Permalink | Comments

7 more (+2) to go!

watched Fame today. £12.50 for £42.50 seat. Seat number: B22. Dress Circle. Very good view. Today's the final day of the musical.

Posted by MooPig at 19:29 | Permalink | Comments

my wisdom tooth is growing!!!

and i'm feeling it for the first time. i feel like a kid now.

*prays hard it won't give me any problems*

I think it might grow side way. hmmmmmm......

FAME the musical ends today. I'm going to watch it alone!! =)


i think you can guess that i'm in a good mood today! =)

Posted by MooPig at 12:01 | Permalink | Comments

Excerpt of the message:

still remember..how i had been always looking for you duringfamily reunions or family occasions...in fact, frankly, you are the reason why i have beenlooking forward to go to family reunions...i just love to talk to you, to be with you..cos just feel very relaxed talking to you.. we justcan talk about everything.. anything.. withoutfiltering.. and have a very good time indeed...and see my this sweet niece, manja once in awhile... really miss those days, eileen...and of course, hanging out with Sue Min... MeiHwa.. was very fun too..really miss you a lot, dear

Tears welled up in my eyes and they rolled down my cheeks.

When I was replying the message, my phone rang. And it was from my Aunt. I was so surprised!
It's been 4 years since we met each other. 2 months since we talked to each other.

When I read the message, I, too realised I was like her too. Whenever there was family reunion, I'd be asking myself: Will Khoon go too? Will I see her there? We always had so much to talk, so much to share, so much to tell each other.

For the past few years, family reunions were different. Because she wasn't there anymore. Because I couldn't talk to her like how I used to. Sure, I was popular among the kids. My little cousins would cuddle and kiss me when they saw me and they would play with me. But the feeling was different. Something was missing.

The phone call meant a lot to me, albeit it lasted only 12 minutes. She made me realised how close we used to be. Most importantly, she made me realised how much I've missed her.

I wish I had the time and money and I can book the next flight, fly over the globe to South Korea to meet her, to tell her how much I miss her, to tell her how much I love her.

Posted by MooPig at 15:11 | Permalink | Comments

Wanted: Partner(s) to watch Musicals!

8 more (+2) to go!

Note: 19April 2006: watched Whistle Down the Wind and Les Miserables

Posted by MooPig at 01:16 | Permalink | Comments

I was never a breakfast fan. Dad used to threaten me with 'You'll get gastric you know. Daddy got gastric once until I rolled on the floor you know'. Or.. 'Later you get stomach ulcer only you know'. But I was still stubborn. No breakfast. I couldn't eat breakfast at 6 in the morning. I hated the school canteen because I would smell like the canteen after break time so I opted to stay in the class during break time. Sometimes I brought food but most of the time I 'tahan-ed' until 1.15pm or 2pm until school was over.

Then I went to college and I treasured my sleep so I hardly went for breakfast as well. Besides, my stomach couldn't really take it at 7 something.

Then I came abroad. I had to take breakfast during winter because I got hungry so easily. Breakfast was cereal or yoghurt. Sometimes I had bread. I got sick of cereal with milk, yoghurt and bread later. I skipped breakfast during spring and summer time.

When I came to London, I fell in love with M&S Breakfast tea and digestive biscuits. I've been having the same breakfast since October. I still skipped breakfast when I woke up late for class but I try to take my breakfast every morning.

This is how I like my breakfast to be:
A mug of M&S breakfast tea with soya milk. No sugar added. 2 pieces of McVities or M&S Digestive biscuits, broken into few pieces. Sometimes, I opt for the 25% less fat because they're less sweet but they are hardly on the shelves.
Put a piece of biscuit into your mouth, take a sip of tea and let the hot tea melt the biscuit.

Heavenly, I tell you. =)

What's YOUR perfect breakfast?

*I'm very 'yim-chim' or picky with my food. I find M&S tea fragrant and not too strong. McVities or M&S digestive biscuits taste better than other brands. Besides, they are easily obtainable. =)

Posted by MooPig at 12:25 | Permalink | Comments

i won't post up my new address here but you're most welcomed to ask me for it.

babe misses moopig too..

Posted by Anonymous at 14:35 | Permalink | Comments

刚刚在MSN上看到你的名字。
自己笑了一笑。
你真的很久没上线了．．．．
可是，你可否知道，我真的不再像以前一样。
因为，
我再也不等你上线了。
我上线，因为我想和朋友聊天，
不是因为想和你聊天。
我也没有像以前一样，
很希望看到你上线。

反而现在，
看到你上线的时候，
我会有点自责。
我自责是因为我不会恨你。
我自责，
是因为我还会和你聊天。

现在，
没有你在我的生活里，
我反而觉得更开心，更自由。

我觉得啊，
我不会恨你，
因为，我根本就不懂得怎样恨你。

可是，
我很清楚，
我是很难会原谅你的。

原谅你，我真的做不到。

因为，
你根本就不值得我去原谅！

小学的时候，曾经学过一句彦语：路遥知马力，日久见人心。
陈老师，我现在深深体会了。

Posted by MooPig at 23:48 | Permalink | Comments

It's not nice when someone tells you: That's because you're YONG SUI.

It's not funny anymore when someone tells you: Why you put up your ugly picture on MSN? Your leg very nice meh?

It's not funny when you tell someone that you're single and he still asked you three times if you're lying to him. And he only stopped asking when snapped at him and typed: Why is it so difficult for you to believe I don't have a boyfriend!

It's not funny that you think your jokes are funny because you've hurt my feelings. You've offended me.

Posted by MooPig at 21:24 | Permalink | Comments

Despite the yummylicious whipping cream which I got from M&S, despite the huge strawberries which I chopped up and added into the cream, eating profiteroles alone is NO FUN!

During my last trip to visit Babe, we made two batches of profiteroles and they turned out to be the way profiteroles are supposed to be- not too sweet and fluffy. Of course, I was estatic! Profiteroles are not easy to master y'know! *blekk* Don't believe me? Read here

So last night, I was bored and was feeling pekish. I decided to make profiteroles and save some for my friends.

Unfortunately (sighhhh) the first batch failed! FAILED!!! I was disappointed and was thinking if I should give it another try. I sat down and reflected. Too much water, I guess. I didn't have a measuring cup and the recipe called for 200ml water. I think I might have added too much water.

I threw away the first batch. Watched another episode of House MD, which I'm addicted to it btw, and decided to give it another try.

The second batch turned out alright but I didn't add enough egg. The choux pastry wasn't fluffy enough and the first 9 which went into the oven didn't rise properly. Blergh. *curse curse curse*
The other tray which went into the oven, on the other hand, turned out pretty nice. I didn't have mood to eat anymore. I spooned a teaspoon of whipping cream with strawberries and dropped it in the choux pastry.

Needless to say, the first tray of the profiteroles had the same fate as the first batch. They went into the bin. The second tray? They're sitting in my fridge now and I have no mood to eat.

Why? I hear you ask.... Because eating profiteroles alone is no fun! They're meant to be eaten with friends!!!!!

I can't wait to see my Babe and my Gucci Goldphish!!! I want to do girly stuffs with you again!!

By the way, Marks and Spencer has the best fresh whipping cream. It may be 30p more expensive than Sainsbury's, but trust me, it's worth it. =)

moopig misses her babe. moopig misses her babe.
woof woof

Posted by MooPig at 13:04 | Permalink | Comments

I guess I'm an optimistic person most of the time. (But i'm a pessimist when it comes to relationships. Don't ask me why)

I do like chatting to this friend of mine. I do like going out with her but sometimes... I just cannot take her behaviour. Let me tell you why:

She really annoys the hell out of me when we take pictures. Every freaking time we take pictures, she'll complain she looks ugly. She complains her face is big. She complains this, she complains that.

And just now, we were chatting on MSN. She asked me to send her pictures to her. (Her laptop crashed and she doesn't have any pics at all and she needs it for our Year Book). I looked around in my pictures folder and sent 3 to her.

Well, you guessed it.

Friend: I'm soooooo ugly in these 2 pics~~~~~ (inserts angry emoticon) i wanna kill myself.
me: I'm not gonna talk to you anymore.
Friend: even now you wanna desert me. fine! (inserts crying emoticon)
me: no one thinks your ugly. and all my friends who saw your pic... none of them say you're ugly. Why are you so pessimistic about your look?
Friend: no, i'm just v depressed lately. nothing goes well with me really.

And now.... I'm not cheerful anymore because of her.

Posted by MooPig at 22:02 | Permalink | Comments

I was angry but am feeling a lot better now.

I know what I did was very dangerous but I couldn't care less.

What I did was:
I walked back to that fella's car, opened his door, stared at him and raised my voice saying 'Excuse me, what did you say again?'
He looked at me. His face was pale and he said 'No, I wasn't talking at you. Sorry'
Before I slammed his car door, I said my favourite swear word of all time: Fuck you!

To that fucking Achar, you better learn your lesson. One more word from you and I'll scratch your car and kick your balls and step on your toe. No. I'm not joking. I'm dead serious. I remember how your fucking face looks like- you look worst than a dog poo.

Tit for tat. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Posted by MooPig at 22:25 | Permalink | Comments

A pair of Gucci high heels. 4 inches. White leather strap. £265. You do to the math to convert it to ringgit.

The best part: Daddy and Mommy gave me the green light to buy it! Let me quote what Daddy said: Two hundred and sixty five pounds, it's like two hundred and sixty five ringgit only ma. Why you convert? If you convert everything you won't be able to buy anything already!

Now.. you wished you had a Daddy like mine?

BUT.... there's always a but....

I'm not getting that pair of heels.

=)

Posted by MooPig at 15:53 | Permalink | Comments

突然很想用中文写Blog...

我这个人, 运气一般般。买Lotto从没中奖。 （其实只买了一次， 失败后就下定决心不买了。）幸运抽奖呢，倒中了几次。

可是，我还是觉得我是个挺幸运的人。至少，我觉得我比一般人幸运。我不必担心很多很多东西。爸妈把我所需要的，还有我所要的， 全都给了我。物质上，生理上的需求，他们都给了我。

以前的我，偶尔回埋怨爸妈偏心，只疼家里那个小霸王。可是，现在想起来，那时候，未免有点太幼稚了。其实，他们都很公平的对待我们，只是自己不了解。

我真的很满足了。我知足了。

I'm really thankful for everything I have. I really am....

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I'm back!

Too tired to blog now.

Interview with Bank Negara tomorrow morning, 10am.

12.14am. Need to sleep

tata

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I'm on the journey to putting-on-weight. Been eating sooooooooo much (sinful) food since I arrived.

Monday night: cheese and biscuits

Tuesday lunch: Nasi Ayam and bread pudding as dessert.
Tuesday dinner: Quiche, Profiteroles and pan fried Salmon (We made the quiche and profiteroles ourselves!!)
After dinner: Sugar high. Literally!

Wednesday lunch: Thornton's ice cream
Wedesday dinner: Pub food

Oh, by the way, I'm not in London.

/me in North Wales!! Visiting my fwend, the moo-moo cows and the yong meh-meh(that's sheeps for you!) *blekk*

If you're wondering what's for breakfast tomorrow, it's Malaysian breakfast at my another friend's flat.*yay* *Prays hard for Nasi Lemak* You can now call me a glutton.I don't care anymore! =P

Going back to London tomorrow afternoon. I'm praying hard that the train journey won't be as painful as the one on Monday. A car was stuck on the railway track between Chester and Crewe so we went on a detour to Warrington, adding a grand 40 minutes to the 3.5 hours journey. *screams at Virgin*

Gotta chao now. Dinner at 7.30!

*waves good bye*

Posted by MooPig at 19:06 | Permalink | Comments

I'm in the mood to tell a story... so here it is

She went out shopping one afternoon during the weekend. After getting almost everything she wanted to buy, she was torn in between. It was either to another shopping complex or to another store. After contemplating for quite a while, she decided to go to the store and after getting more stuffs, she would walk home.

On the street, she spotted another store which had a good bargain and she decided to walk into the store. But, her stomach was growling. She must be hungry- no breakfast, no lunch, no snacks. She had half a mug of water just before she left home that afternoon. She decided to have lunch and then pop into the store to check out the bargain before heading home.

What's for lunch? She couldn't decide. She was toying with the idea of sandwiches, bagel or McD. So McD it was for lunch. It's her habit to have Happy Meal when she ate alone. She asked for a cheese burger meal which came along with french fries and an orange juice. The toy was a Power Ranger toy and she didn't fancy it so she looked around to look for any kids so she could give the toy away to a toddler or a little boy.

A black man approached her and asked if he could sit opposite her and she nodded her head. She continued eating her meal and ignored the man. The man left when she was half way through her meal and she let out a sigh of relief.

Then an Asian guy asked if he could sit opposite her and she said yes. An European family sat next to her table. There was a boy who also had Happy Meal. Before she could open her mouth to ask if the boy wanted another Power Ranger toy, the guy who was sitting opposite her asked her: Do you know where to get the straw? She looked at him with a smile and pointed to the direction where he could get the straw. When he walked away, she asked the boy if he wanted to have the toy but the shy boy ignored her. She just left the toy on the boy's table and continued eating her meal. 'Looks like he doesn't want the toy' The guy interrupted. She looked at him, smiled and said it's okay.

Ice broken. They started talking. He was new to the country and didn't know where to get a new suitcase for his trip to Italy so she told him where to go. She could see he hurried through his meal and he asked her: Shall we go now? She was stunned. She had completely forgotten about the bargain in store and she said 'Yes'.

Off they went. She brought him from one store to another. But at the end, he couldn't find the luggage that he wanted. Tired, she was. Disappointed, they were. But nothing could be done.

She was tired after the final store and decided to head home for some rest while he had other plans. It was farewell for them outside the final store. He finally popped the question: Can I have your number? And they exchanged numbers. He went right whilst she headed left.....

Serendipty. She told herself. It was.. it really was a serendipity.

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It's over. It really is. There is no more U-turn.

It's really God's message to me that it's over. Game Over.

His birthday is 3 days away. I didn't get him anything. I was thinking of sending him a birthday card like I always do for the past few years but I didn't. Simply because I was procrastinating. I dragged my lazy bum out of the house this afternoon. Retail therapy was what I needed so I went for it. Debenhams was the first stop. Then I thought about him when I saw the Disney Store.

Perhaps I should get him a Timon card. I told myself. I went in to the store and looked really, really hard for a Timon card. None. Maybe a Timon soft toy will do. I continued looking around. None. Maybe a Timon mug. None too!

I gave up and I told myself: it's God's message to you that it's over. OVER! Now get the hell out of the store!

No more birthday card for him this year simply because it's over.

Game Over. And I'm the loser.

when God closes one door, He opens another. I hope God has already opened one for me.

Posted by MooPig at 19:13 | Permalink | Comments

The phone rang around noon. I knew it was a bad news. In fact, I had expected the outcome since Wednesday but I was secretly hoping for a miracle. The moment I stepped out from the hotel, I have been praying for a miracle...

I wished my tear gate would open and allow my tears to flow freely after the phone call. I wished I had tears flowing down my cheeks. I wished I could bury my face in the pillow and cry my hearts out. But no.. I couldn't.

I was disappointed. Very, very disappointed with myself. I'm disappointed because I was unsuccessful. I was disappointed because there wasn't any miracle. I was disappointed because I refused to accept the fact that I will be unsuccessful, and I was hoping for a miracle which will never happen.

So I went online for a few minutes after the phone call. I told a few people that I've failed. And I went offline after that. I stayed in my tiny little studio all day long and finally I couldn't take it. I went out to get myself what I thought was my comfort food- McD. It was good to get out of the studio, but it wasn't good enough. McD isn't my comfort food. No smile on my face after that. No tears either. All I did was frown all day long.

I waited till 2am. 9am, Malaysian time. I rang home to break the news. And finally, I could feel the tear gate opening and soon, 2 stream of tears were flowing down my cheeks and two big drops of tears landed on the towel. A few more drops followed suit.

Hi Mi, I didn't get the job.
Never mind lah. You expected it anyway. She said...
Yealor... how funny...

I could feel Mom was in a rush to go else where because she didn't sound keen. So I asked for Dad.

Morning!
Morning Dy
So how, any news?
I didn't get the job.
Never mind lah. You went for the experience anyway.
But still.... I'm disappointed.
I'm not keen on you working for them if you got the job
Why?
Because it's a tobacco company! Well you should be proud of yourself because you made it this far. Try looking for local jobs.
But still... Dy.. It's a job! It'll be nice if I got through this round and they give me a job offer.

And the conversation continued while I held my tears.

So finally... I teared.

Edwin McCain sang this song.... I'll be your crying shoulder....

And I wished I had a crying shoulder now....

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