That Saturday Night

Ahh... and I am back from the hoohaa of getting married and all.
The guy is now back to his work place in Kazakhstan and I have tons of blogpost, sales report and boring slides to push thru 2014.

I didn't start the year right as much right as I hope it is right, according to what I have in mind.
There was too much anger, too many intervention and too much mouths.

Now, I am married.
Now, I am still hot despite being married.
Now, I am slightly larger and yet hot despite being married.
And now, while being slightly large and hot despite being married, I have this super natural drive to excel at work.

I don't know. But I want to do well.
Like extremely well that everyone gotta kneel down kinda well.
It's like as if so much light is in front that I can't wait to dash over and take the reign!

Oh Saturday nights, you are such a lust.
I am so inpsired wiht lots of ideas at the wee hour of a Saturday night,
while getting excited for yoga on a Sunday morning.
I want to sleep, but I have melodies stringing in my mind!
Shall I sleep? Shall I put down my inspiration towards work?
Oh Saturday night... I hate you.

I love this ball next to me =9

Those Little Things in Life

I love staring into nothingness
And have long thoughts on nothingness
I can't answer if asked what was in the mind
Because I just want to have that empty mind for the moment

I love staring into the pillow while sleeping on it
Despite how childish is the pillow pattern
And bring myself to emptiness
It's like a shoulder to lean on
To pour out all that needs to be disposed off
And you wake up leaving all the heavy thoughts with the pillow

I don't exactly love eating the same food 4 times a week
But neither do I hate eating the same food 4 times a week
Then I see some who may not be able to eat 4 times a week
So I really don't mind eating the same food 4 times a week
I feel you, I seriously do

I love to smile at stray cats
As if we knew each other
It's hard being stray
Sorry Kitty I can't bring you home
But I hope you could at least felt my sincere acceptance of you as a living creature
That I equally respect

I love sitting inside my room
It's seriously not the coziest place I have in mind
Absolutely not the cleanest room in the whole neighbourhood
I guess I liked to be left alone
Drifting in my own thoughts

Sometimes, many times I find myself at a corner
In a toilet, next to the bed, while doing my work
Crying like the world is running down on me
Not because I am mentally unstable
Or that I have been hurt
I am just tired
And I need to empty the thoughts in my mind
Sanity will eventually come back
And life goes on...

Happy Sunday :)

Where are you?!

I just had to!
It's been two days of no answer.
I tried to look in between cushions and underneath.
Have even resorted to looking at the laptop battery slot. Just in case if there is a chance for it to get stuck.
Went thru the wardrobe and the underwear drawers. just in case it slips off.
Failed to rummage the thrash can for the earlier 2 days. Rummaged today's one and nothing was to be seen!
Look under the corners or cupboards and tables.
Searched 5th time of the same bag just to make sure I didn't miss a touch.
Prayed in heart for the miracle to happen and for  it to appear.
Ransacked the pouches and pockets that I always carry around.

I's nowhere to be found ;(
It's like I have lost almost 1/8 of my life and 1/4 of my brain is revolving around finding it.
No, I don't think I have OCD.
I just hate losing things that I have grew fond of ;(

Come back my dear eyeliner!!!

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Lavender

What flowers do you like?

Huh?

Yeah, flowers that you like receiving ;)

That was a good question that kept me in silence for a moment. A long moment.

I tried recalling very hard. What have I gotten thru out my entire life?

What am I most familiar with?

I love the word peony - but I can't tell you what is is. I just love peony. As a word.

The park full of tulip too sounds like the most typical scenario in most Asian love story. It's so typical that it has turn disgusting when it is quoted in almost every other love story aired in the  local TV channel..

I like sunflower. Most probably because it has such a big surface. And I am a sucker for value for money.

So I googled 'lavender' and found this picture here. I don't know which is the lavender-flower part except the colour that painted the wheat stalks, the trees and the wings of the girl are all in lavender. Not forgetting her tube top. 

I think I would want to get something of this shade. The next time when someone wants to get me a bouquet of anything.

A penny under the pillow

The agent told me the insurance premium  bought since 2008 hasnt been revised to current rates. After all people die faster. Medicine gets pricier. Hospitalisation is as luxuriously charged as a vacation in some resort.
The barely RM300 premium is now revised to RM500 plus. A figure that may not be able to feed a nation, but definitely a figure that commensurates with a month worth of wages for the lower income family.  
If I do agree to that premium which is not even deemed high based on the industry's rate, so she says, I will have a lifetime compensation of RM1.4 million, a compensated amount of RM80k if i cant work due to sickness and some other compensation shall i be sick and not dying.
With all the money I am about to invest, I wonder if I want to make it a value for money after all the invested sum, shall I go make sure I am going to be sick so I can fully utilise my hard earn saving to good use..
Life. Is never fair. Regardless if you die poor or rich, you still die. 6 feet underground.

The Dainty Tiger

Details :
Songket prints for the skirt - to ensure we dont miss out the artistic feast in our Malaysian culture
The bottom edging of the sampin - to again signify the sections in a kain batik - just in case the entire world don't know we wear kain batik to shower if you stay nearby riverside.
So-called batik prints for the striped - just so people know Malaysia too have batik besides Indonesia
Tengkolok headgear with stripe - to ensure the stripey details makes it more apparent for anyone to spot them
Irrelvant vest - to keep warm perhaps
Nehru collar malay mens' wear - justifiable
Orange persimmon color top to give contrast of the entire outfit
All time yellow base  with black stripe to dignify a BERSIH nation, the tiger of bravery and whatever
Some weird brownish stripe in between the black stripe - most probably wrong printing or the need to enhance details of the stripe ( I think its more of  wrong printing)
The same muddy brown on the ladies kebata edges - again confused on what is best to match the persimmon orange satin base since they have already made the wrong printing on the songket-batik-sampin
Lots of lanyards - because malaysian just love collecting lanyards from everywhere they have gone to - because it shows people they have been SOMEWHERE.

Possible symptoms based on the above characters : GREEDY / SUPERFICIALLY ARTISTIC 

Cause of action :  1 mind have lesser output, 2 heads are better than one. The entire feedback from 12 minsitries : ministry of arts, cultural and whathever, ministry of agriculture, ministry of information and technology, ministry of sports among others brings an incredible outcome that surely will satisfy all.

Cure : scroll to the next post and hope for free ice cream in case anyone wins..

I love my country :)

Selamat Happy Merdeka..  when will I get some beauty subsidy?