MooPig & The Babe

I guess you'll be glad to hear that I was in slumberland when they found the bomb in Haymarket. No, I wasn't clubbing in Tiger Tiger.

With all the bombs and terror threats going on, I've been avoiding the 'touristy' areas like Piccadilly Circus and Hyde Park. I wouldn't say I'm terrified to go out but as a safety precaution, I just stay at home. I have to say the news didn't hit me as badly as it did 2 years ago. I wasn't very surprised when I read about that. But.... But... But.... The great sale is on and I haven't been to any shops yet!

Perhaps it's a good thing that it's weekend and I absolutely hate hitting the shops on weekends. Perhaps Monday's a better day.

Anyway, I'm off to bed soon. Night!

Oh...

and be happy =)

Cheerios!

Posted by MooPig at 23:51 | Permalink | Comments

躺在床上翻来覆去
又睡不着了
9点的飞机去德国
是的，我又要去德国了

他在那边 我在这里
那么多个月
我的确有点累了
每个月只有那么短短的四天在一起
不见面的时候
就是靠手机维持这段感情

熬了那么多个月
终于要七月了
很快的 就可以摆脱这种用手机维持感情的日子
虽然不会每天见面
可是 好歹我们都会在同一个城市
要见面，只要搭地铁或巴士就行了

讲真的
这样谈恋爱很累
感情会渐渐转淡的
每天晚上 就是在盼望那手机响
每个月 就是盼望放假的时候
每次有假的时候 就在网上找机票
为的 就是短短那四天

Posted by MooPig at 00:03 | Permalink | Comments

Yesterday was Rosie's birthday. I went in late because MrsC planned to leave after her princess woke up- it was Rosie's idea that she wanted to see her Mum when she woke up.

I only worked on Wed afternoon last week and I was missing the 2 young ones. I decided to get in earlier yesterday morning so I could see Adam off.

It was almost 8 when I arrived. I opened the door and walked to the kitchen. No one. They must be upstairs, I thought. Indeed they were. I made a cup of tea before emptying the dishwasher.

Adam heard me and he came downstairs.

"Morning!" he said.
"Hey Trouble, morning!"
"You should come upstairs. Rosie is opening her presents!!"
"You sure?" I hesitated. After all, it was a family thing.
"Yeah! Come upstairs, it's really fun!"

I brought Rosie's present and went upstairs.

The Katy and Rosie were sitting on the bed. MrsC sat on the sofa bed. Adam gave up his seat for me while he went to get ready for school. On the bed, birthday cards and presents were arranged neatly. Rosie was deciding which present she should open first.

I gave Rosie her birthday present- A CD and a card from M&S. She read my card before reading others.

Rosie played the Scissors Sisters's CD and started dancing away. She then tried on the swimming constume her Mum got for her. It fitted her perfectly too :)

It was time for MrsC to go to work. I left the room to prepare Rosie's lunch box.

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It was very heart warming when Adam invited me to go upstairs. I felt like I am more than a child minder to them- perhaps an elder sister. =) I think that's how Adam and Rosie see me as. Katy sees me as a friend.

Wednesday is probably my favourite day of the week because it's the first day of work. I walk them to Art on Wednesday afternoon and the journey to Art is always filled with laughters.

Anyways, it's time to dream of what to cook for dinner tomorrow. :P

Posted by MooPig at 00:24 | Permalink | Comments

"So you miss home huh?" Daddy asked.

"Umm.. not really" I lied. "I've programmed my mind so I don't miss home anymore." I continued.

"Okay." Daddy said.

We changed topic.

Deep inside, he knows, I know, we know that I MISS HOME.

Yet I'm reluctant to go home. It's weird. Whenever my parents ask when I plan to go home, I always say I don't know. I use work as an excuse.

I've been asking myself why I don't want to go home. I've been thinking all this while. There is a magnet pulling me away from home. There is something stopping me from going home. Finally, I know why- because I haven't accomplished what I want. (Thanks, Laine!)

Lots of my friends are encouraging me to go back. I'm reluctant to. I have my dreams here and I'm working towards my dreams. I don't explain because I don't know how to. I'm not wasting my time here. I want to tell but I don't know how to.

Perhaps you'll hear about this next month. *fingers crossed*

Posted by MooPig at 23:41 | Permalink | Comments

来英国5年了， 搬过无数家
在威尔士的时候，住了一年的学校宿舍后， 就自己搬出来住了
跟朋友租了一栋房子，还不错的
毕业后，暂时搬到朋友家去住个2个月左右

之后就搬来伦敦了
先是在表姨家暂住一个月左右
再搬到一间很贵很贵的Studio
十个月后就搬走了
再过五，六个月后就搬到这里来了
下个月，我又得搬走了
烦死人了！！！！！

在这里住，其实有点不开心
房东两公婆和我一起住
他们有点奇怪
明明是个二市一厅的房子
一间租给我， 还有一间不懂他们用来干嘛
反正他们是在客厅里吃饭，睡觉，看电视，打游戏
他们要跟我讲话， 绝对不敲我门，
就在房间外面留字条
就说这周末吧， 我们都待在家里，可是一句话也没讲
在厨房里碰到她老公也不多说几句，偶尔连招呼也不打

有几次，门铃响了， 我看他们没反应，就接那个Intercom可是对方没讲话，我就挂了
隔天，房外多了一张半页长的信。
内容呢.... 是要我不要接电话,除非我知道我有朋友过来。若不是的话就不可以接，因为触犯他们的私隐。
我当时气得快流泪了
不就是一个破电话吗，何必写的那么严肃？！神经病的！
好心被雷打！

她老公很喜欢打XBOX
英国的房子是出了名破的
隔音很不好
有时候
他一个人在房间
打输了
就乱喊乱叫
脏字出口成章
有时候我睡觉都被他吓醒

下个月搬走，有好有坏
这里的交通很方便
租金也合理

搬走了
又要适应新的环境，新的室友

男朋友有问我要不要一起住
我心里挣扎了好久
二室一厅的房子是最贵的，我负担不起
三室一厅，他又不肯和别人住
一室一厅，我怕怕
要是吵架了，还要和他共处一室，根本没有冷静的空间
要是分手了，他搬，还是我搬？
再说，妈妈可能不会赞成同居
很多疑问

每次要搬家前我就开始烦
每天不停的想，
要搬到哪里住
要找怎样的房子
价钱，安全，地区等等 等等

哎~
要是自己有钱买房子，多好呀？
永远不用愁搬
永远不用受房东/室友的气
哎~
现实偏偏就是那么残酷。。。

Posted by MooPig at 01:30 | Permalink | Comments

I was out yesterday and I told a friend of mine "I feel a lump in my throat. I think I'm catching a cold."

When I came home, I drank juice from half a lemon, sans sugar and salt, but to no avail. By 10/11-ish, my throat felt horrible. I dreaded to sleep because I know how painful it is to wake up the next morning.

This morning when I woke up, I felt my tonsil was as big as a football. Every time I swallowed my saliva, I nearly teared.

The first gulp of water I took was even painful. Ouch.

It must be the weather, I tell you. Rain and sun, sun and rain. Last week, the temperature was at 20 and above and suddenly, over the bank holiday weekend, the weather decided to be nasty and it was raining. Some days it rained like cats and dogs. Other days it rained like elephants and hippopotamus with thunder. The temperature plummeted to below 10 degrees. My body is very sensitive to the weather, I suspect. Every year when the season changes, I catch cold.

Water will be my best friend for today and the next few days. And I really, really, REALLY regret not keeping any Vitamin C in my room. (I can hear my Mum nagging already :P)

Posted by MooPig at 10:59 | Permalink | Comments

IRC was the cool thing in 1997. I was so addicted to IRC then and so did most of my friends and fellow schoolmates. Almost every night, I would sit in front of the computer and started chatting away. I joined this chatroom where most of my schoolmates joined as well. Basically, I was chatting to strangers who were actually my schoolmates or strangers from other schools in town. After chatting for some time, we'd arrange to meet up in school either before or after school. Occassionaly we met at the famous tuition centre.

It was back in 1997, I got to know this guy from a boy's school. I don't remember how we ended up chatting but we did. And then we started exchanging emails. We probably talked on the phone as well- I don't remember that well. Anyway, he came to my house one evening. It was either a Monday or Wednesday evening- Mum taught aerobics on both days then. He cycled to my house. We were in the living room, chatting. I remember he told me 'I like your house' and I answered 'I'm bored of it already.' Needless to say, I felt so stupid after that. -_- My piano was in the living room then. He asked if he could play the piano and I said yes. He played 'Don't cry for me Argentina'. I was impressed. Very, very impressed. He promised he'd write me the score.

And I had a crush on him since then.

He kept his promise. He came again and he brought the piano score. I don't particularly remember what happened that day. I think we just chit-chatted and he left before my parents came home.

Gradually, we lost touch. His Dad was transferred to another state and we never kept in touch. I attended the farewell dinner organised by his church and that was the last time I saw him.

That was 10 years ago.

He's one crush I always forget- really! I only remember this story because I was browsing through Friendster and came across his sister's profile.

10 years ago. I had no concept of danger. Or perhaps I could argue that my friend's friend's friend knew him. Back then, cases of cheats, rape etc because of 'internet friends' were unheard of.

10 years later, I can laugh at how naive I was. But I can't help but worried about my safety. What if.....

Posted by MooPig at 02:12 | Permalink | Comments