Monday, October 30, 2006
It Must Be The Weather
I'm nursing a cold. The nose is blocked and I cough occassionally when the throat gets itchy. Urgh.
I thought Beecham Flu-plus Caplets would be my magic pills but looks like it doesn't help much. It took my sore throat away though. The boy left me some Vitamin C and Magnesium sachet and I took it last night. Not much help either. SIGH!
It's been 6 days. This blocked nose thingie is annoying me.
Time for another Strepsils.
I thought Beecham Flu-plus Caplets would be my magic pills but looks like it doesn't help much. It took my sore throat away though. The boy left me some Vitamin C and Magnesium sachet and I took it last night. Not much help either. SIGH!
It's been 6 days. This blocked nose thingie is annoying me.
Time for another Strepsils.
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Being Alone
I'm a little depressed today.
The boy's gone. For 7 weeks, at least. If we're lucky, we'll see each other soon but it all depends on his work load. How will his schedule be? Time will tell. We all know that investment bankers have crazy working hours. He might even need to work on weekends.
We started talking about this in Barcelona. Needless to say, I shed tears. On the Gatwick Express, I fought hard to stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks. Last night before I went to bed, I cried again. This morning, I was so quiet. I wasn't the monkey girl who annoyed him. When he wanted to pinch my nose, I didn't give him my usual reaction. Tears started rolling down my cheeks about 10 minutes before he went into the boarding gate.
And now, he's gone. For the third time.
I walked out of the airport alone. Took the train alone. Took the tube alone. Walked on the streets alone. It felt weird. Something was missing.
Nick is right. I've grown to be dependant on him. How can I not? We see each other everyday. For the past 10 days, we spent, on average, 23 hours a day with each other. That's at least 230 hours together. I wish I could freeze the time in Majorca and Barcelona.
I could fly over to spend weekends with him. Ryan Air has cheap flights. BA and Lufthansa have attractive offers now. Frankfurt is only an hour away. But... The last thing I want to do is to burden him. I can't speak German. I can't even strike a conversation. I can tell you what I know: 1-10, in 10 minutes, 104.6RTL and of course, the cheesy words. He might need to work on weekends. I don't want him to feel guilty for working and not spending time with me. I don't want to go over on weekends and see only see him for few hours a day and spend the rest of the time shopping/sight-seeing/cleaning the house. I guess it's too early to tell if I should fly over on weekends.
7 weeks. Seven long weeks. I know I will survive. We've done 2.5 weeks. We've done 3 weeks. I just need some time to get used to being alone again.
I'm looking forward to the 22 December... or maybe earlier.
Here's a picture of Juliet the Orange (from Juliet) and Leo (from him, because he's a Leo)
The boy's gone. For 7 weeks, at least. If we're lucky, we'll see each other soon but it all depends on his work load. How will his schedule be? Time will tell. We all know that investment bankers have crazy working hours. He might even need to work on weekends.
We started talking about this in Barcelona. Needless to say, I shed tears. On the Gatwick Express, I fought hard to stop the tears from rolling down my cheeks. Last night before I went to bed, I cried again. This morning, I was so quiet. I wasn't the monkey girl who annoyed him. When he wanted to pinch my nose, I didn't give him my usual reaction. Tears started rolling down my cheeks about 10 minutes before he went into the boarding gate.
And now, he's gone. For the third time.
I walked out of the airport alone. Took the train alone. Took the tube alone. Walked on the streets alone. It felt weird. Something was missing.
Nick is right. I've grown to be dependant on him. How can I not? We see each other everyday. For the past 10 days, we spent, on average, 23 hours a day with each other. That's at least 230 hours together. I wish I could freeze the time in Majorca and Barcelona.
I could fly over to spend weekends with him. Ryan Air has cheap flights. BA and Lufthansa have attractive offers now. Frankfurt is only an hour away. But... The last thing I want to do is to burden him. I can't speak German. I can't even strike a conversation. I can tell you what I know: 1-10, in 10 minutes, 104.6RTL and of course, the cheesy words. He might need to work on weekends. I don't want him to feel guilty for working and not spending time with me. I don't want to go over on weekends and see only see him for few hours a day and spend the rest of the time shopping/sight-seeing/cleaning the house. I guess it's too early to tell if I should fly over on weekends.
7 weeks. Seven long weeks. I know I will survive. We've done 2.5 weeks. We've done 3 weeks. I just need some time to get used to being alone again.
I'm looking forward to the 22 December... or maybe earlier.
Here's a picture of Juliet the Orange (from Juliet) and Leo (from him, because he's a Leo)
Friday, October 27, 2006
The Virgin MeMe
I'm a little depressed today. Thank you for dropping by and cheering me up.
I'm still drafting a post. The holiday post will have to wait. Anyway... I was tagged by Ken (for the first time!) so here it is (I know, Ken, it was a loooong time ago)
4 things many don't know:
- I must sleep with a duvet or blanket. Something must cover my body.
- I love doing Crosswords and Puzzels :P
- I stopped reading Marie Claire/Glamour since about 2 years ago after I realised they have more ads than articles.
- I actually have 'shopping mood'. I don't shop ALL the time.
4 movies i could watch over and over
- The Notebook
- A Lot Like Love
- You, Me & Dupree
- Phantom of the Opera
4 places i have lived
- Kota Bharu
- Mantin, Negri Sembilan
- Kobe, Japan
- Bangor, North Wales
4 tv shows I love
- The F Word!
- Friday Night With Jonathan Ross
- X Factor
- How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria?
4 places i've been for vacation
- Spain (Barcelona/Majorca)
- Scotland (Glasgow/ Edinburgh)
- Gold Coast, Australia
- Italy (Florence/Rome/Pisa)
4 of my favourite food:
- Fok Keen Meen
- Nasi Kerabu biru and kuning
- Heng Hua noodles
- Nasi Ulam
4 places i would rather be:
- Home
- Barcelona
- Frankfurt
- Kobe, visiting my host parents
4 favourite songs:
- Tonight I Want To Cry by Keith Urban
- Time after time by Cindy Lauper
- You Belong To Me by Jason Wade
- A Love That Will Last by Renee Olstead
4 persons tagged:
Nicholassssssss
The Babe
Mr Smith! (I don't know your blog add yet!)
Vi Jan/ YK (Where are you guys??)
I'm still drafting a post. The holiday post will have to wait. Anyway... I was tagged by Ken (for the first time!) so here it is (I know, Ken, it was a loooong time ago)
4 things many don't know:
- I must sleep with a duvet or blanket. Something must cover my body.
- I love doing Crosswords and Puzzels :P
- I stopped reading Marie Claire/Glamour since about 2 years ago after I realised they have more ads than articles.
- I actually have 'shopping mood'. I don't shop ALL the time.
4 movies i could watch over and over
- The Notebook
- A Lot Like Love
- You, Me & Dupree
- Phantom of the Opera
4 places i have lived
- Kota Bharu
- Mantin, Negri Sembilan
- Kobe, Japan
- Bangor, North Wales
4 tv shows I love
- The F Word!
- Friday Night With Jonathan Ross
- X Factor
- How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria?
4 places i've been for vacation
- Spain (Barcelona/Majorca)
- Scotland (Glasgow/ Edinburgh)
- Gold Coast, Australia
- Italy (Florence/Rome/Pisa)
4 of my favourite food:
- Fok Keen Meen
- Nasi Kerabu biru and kuning
- Heng Hua noodles
- Nasi Ulam
4 places i would rather be:
- Home
- Barcelona
- Frankfurt
- Kobe, visiting my host parents
4 favourite songs:
- Tonight I Want To Cry by Keith Urban
- Time after time by Cindy Lauper
- You Belong To Me by Jason Wade
- A Love That Will Last by Renee Olstead
4 persons tagged:
Nicholassssssss
The Babe
Mr Smith! (I don't know your blog add yet!)
Vi Jan/ YK (Where are you guys??)
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Tadaima!
That's what the Japanese say when they arrive home, no?
Hola!!
I'm back from Majorca/Mallorca and Barcelona. The weather was always above 20'C. It was so nice.
Needless to say, I had a fabulous time.
I am tanned and fat. My face is as round as a bola. I'm too chicken to stand on the weighing scale. I ate too much gelato, I shopped too little but I'm broke. I had to 'earn' my shopping time and managed to 'save up unused shopping credits'. :P
Time to go on a diet.
Sun. Sea. Sand. Sun bathing. Laughters. Fun. Arguments. Tears. Hugs. Kisses. Good food. Crap food. Fantastic Gelatos. Free Paella. Tapas. Extremely fresh king prawns. Best pizza. Excellent Bruchetta. No phone calls. No e-mails(Alright, I checked once. Just once!). No Blogging.... for 10 days.
And I'm looking forward to the next trip. Hopefully. Fingers crossed.
Thanks Mom!
Hola!!
I'm back from Majorca/Mallorca and Barcelona. The weather was always above 20'C. It was so nice.
Needless to say, I had a fabulous time.
I am tanned and fat. My face is as round as a bola. I'm too chicken to stand on the weighing scale. I ate too much gelato, I shopped too little but I'm broke. I had to 'earn' my shopping time and managed to 'save up unused shopping credits'. :P
Time to go on a diet.
Sun. Sea. Sand. Sun bathing. Laughters. Fun. Arguments. Tears. Hugs. Kisses. Good food. Crap food. Fantastic Gelatos. Free Paella. Tapas. Extremely fresh king prawns. Best pizza. Excellent Bruchetta. No phone calls. No e-mails(Alright, I checked once. Just once!). No Blogging.... for 10 days.
And I'm looking forward to the next trip. Hopefully. Fingers crossed.
Thanks Mom!
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Green is the Colour and Pictures
I saw the second red light when I was home. But few days later, my Mom changed her mind and gave me the green light. Finally!
I'm off to the sun, sea and sand... for 10 days!
Till then!!
Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure. =)
The new house
The dining area and the entrance to the second bedroom
The living area where we have lunch and watch 'Yi Nan Wang'
The badminton Court
The bridge
I'm off to the sun, sea and sand... for 10 days!
Till then!!
Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure. =)
The new house
The dining area and the entrance to the second bedroom
The living area where we have lunch and watch 'Yi Nan Wang'
The badminton Court
The bridgeThursday, October 12, 2006
An Update
I'm in the mood to blog tonight but I'm not gonna write much.
When I was home, my mom got a makcik to massage for her. Incidentally, my dad's friend just arrived from Londonderry that afternoon so he had a massage session as well. In the evening, I had to send my dad's friend to his sister's house and the makcik home. In the car, the makcik asked what was in the plastic bag. My dad's friend had brought a packet of oats into the car and left the bag at the back seat. He asked me 'How do you say porridge in Malay ah?'
Oooops. I didn't know. I was thinking.. and thinking.. and thinking... and guess what I said...
'Nasi air orang putih'.
To which the makcik replied 'Kalau bukan orang putih, tak boleh makan lah?'
=P
*porridge is oat boiled in water, milk or both.
When I was home, my mom got a makcik to massage for her. Incidentally, my dad's friend just arrived from Londonderry that afternoon so he had a massage session as well. In the evening, I had to send my dad's friend to his sister's house and the makcik home. In the car, the makcik asked what was in the plastic bag. My dad's friend had brought a packet of oats into the car and left the bag at the back seat. He asked me 'How do you say porridge in Malay ah?'
Oooops. I didn't know. I was thinking.. and thinking.. and thinking... and guess what I said...
'Nasi air orang putih'.
To which the makcik replied 'Kalau bukan orang putih, tak boleh makan lah?'
=P
*porridge is oat boiled in water, milk or both.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Jetlagged
A Quick Hello From Dubai Airport
I'm in Dubai airport. I'm in the electronic shop, using the laptop and wireless internet provided.
The flight was so bumpy. 3 hours after I arrived at the airport, my head is still aching. I hate Airbus330-200.
Food was bad. The snack was alright but the Roti Jala breakfast was bad. I had few mouthfuls and closed the lid.
There's not much to do in this airport. I don't think stuff are really cheap here. A Tag Heuer Alter Ego is about RM4K. A Rolex watch is about RM20K. I think stuff are cheaper back home.
Time to exercise my feet again... for another 3 hours.
Till then
The flight was so bumpy. 3 hours after I arrived at the airport, my head is still aching. I hate Airbus330-200.
Food was bad. The snack was alright but the Roti Jala breakfast was bad. I had few mouthfuls and closed the lid.
There's not much to do in this airport. I don't think stuff are really cheap here. A Tag Heuer Alter Ego is about RM4K. A Rolex watch is about RM20K. I think stuff are cheaper back home.
Time to exercise my feet again... for another 3 hours.
Till then
About me
- I'm MooPig
- From London, United Kingdom
- I suffer from somniloquy.
Search
Last posts
Archives
- May 2004
- June 2004
- July 2004
- August 2004
- September 2004
- October 2004
- November 2004
- December 2004
- January 2005
- February 2005
- March 2005
- April 2005
- May 2005
- June 2005
- July 2005
- August 2005
- September 2005
- October 2005
- November 2005
- December 2005
- January 2006
- February 2006
- March 2006
- April 2006
- May 2006
- June 2006
- July 2006
- August 2006
- September 2006
- October 2006
- November 2006
- December 2006
- January 2007
- February 2007
- March 2007
- April 2007
- May 2007
- June 2007
- July 2007
- September 2007
- October 2007