Just so there will be A LOT LESS PEOPLE AND CARS IN KL.
The traffic has been killing me this week… i had to turn up at work early one day for something, and i took an hour and 15 minutes. I did two U-turns trying to find the best possible way out to the highway. Out of the frying pan into the fire. Counted how many people wear sunglasses in their cars. Challenged myself to karaoke all the way.
This morning i intentionally left at 10am and i took 10 minutes. Saved an hour of my life!
Haven’t been blogging cos i’ve been so busy at work. Having fun. But i will turn my attention back to my blog again, swear. Haven’t had a Guinness at all this week. Nor seen any friends. Nor attended any of the events that have been taking place daily.
But if there’s one person who’s in the office more than anyone, it’s Bryan.
When i left at 10:30pm last Friday night, he was there.
When i went in at 3pm on Sunday, he was there.
When i left on Sunday at 7:30pm, he was there.
When i went to work really early on Monday at 8:30am, he was there.
When i looked over at his place at midnight on Monday, i told Ee Von, “Oh thank god. For once i’m in the office and Bryan isn’t!” Ee Von poked me and said, “No, he’s still there. He’s sitting there *pointed*” I saw his head peeking over the desk barriers and said, “You’re KIDDING ME.”
I suspect he’s secretly living in the office with a sleeping bag under his desk.
ANYWAY today is the first time all week i’ve managed to sit in front of my own laptop and it feels SO GOOD! I can’t wait for CNY! 4 days off and i can catch up on errands and blog stuff!
The one thing i’ve been indulging in a tad to destress, is watch New Girl.
I LOVE NEW GIRL! (And Modern Family, and Community. If you have other happy quirky series to recommend me, please do!!!)
Clem and i started watching it last week. I was sick with the flu and self-medicated with a ton of Redoxen, Clarinase and Panadol. There are two occasions when he just MUST be nice to me. 1) when i’m sick. 2) it’s my birthday. Am saying this cos he didn’t wanna watch it at first: Clem: New Girl? You want me to watch a show that’s called New GIRL?? Me: But i’m sick… *puts on pitiful sad sick face* Clem: Putainnnnn okayyy
In the end he likes it too cos there ARE some male characters in it. And i love Zooey! Pilot totally cracked me up and i swear watching it while eating a magnum almond ice cream cured me of my flu.
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I’ve been trying to go to the gym of late. Not that i need to lose weight, but i just need to be FIT. And get more muskels and at least be able to open the office door without having to lean on it. Pathetic. Oh and i just found out i have to be in another photoshoot next month and would like to be the girl that has to be photoshopped the least. I’m thinking CNY would be a great time to start cos noone would think of going to the gym then… right?
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What else can i blabber about, hmm oh YES! Yishyene, Sa and Nadia came over to my house last week for dinner. Clem went to the One Buck Short album launch to represent us, while the girls came over (there was just no other date we could set it!) They appeared in front of my door wearing pajamas and carrying soft toys, shrieking “Surprise! We’re ALL gonna stay over!” Of course they didn’t, it was a school night after all. But it did shock me a bit and i exploited it fully by sending Clem a picture of them saying, “LOOK they surprised me and are staying over tonight!” He ended up coming home really late and drunk.
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Yishyene and i went over our route plans for summer. We’re gonna start off in Italy, work our way up France, hopefully stop by Croatia (sounds so exotic!) and finish off in Belgium for Rock Werchter. Then i really really want to go to Stockholm. Been wanting to visit that city since i’ve started admiring some crazyass fashion bloggers / style / ad campaigns from there since a few years ago. And if i don’t just go there alone if i have to, i don’t’ know when i’d do it.
I heard this (silly) discussion on Capital FM last night – it was about this 30-year-old girl who’s in the middle of her career and unsure of whether to take a couple of years off to travel. Her worry isn’t money, but that she’d be ‘left behind’ in her career when she returns. I’m like, what a STUPID question! Why do we work in the first place? To LIVE. And what’s the point of having all this money when you forget to USE IT TO LIVE. All i can say is if you want to travel, just DO IT and you’d NEVER REGRET IT. I have NEVER once heard anyone say they regretted traveling.
I realize that my summer hols hold such high importance for me that i use it as THE pinpoint to plan my work, finances and year. ‘Before summer hols’. ‘After summer hols’. I can’t wait! It’s the carrot at the end of my stick for 11/12. See. My years are all split in half now.
I was sitting in my living room talking to Ash and Kanch, and as it sometimes happens, our conversations veer completely off the topic we intended to stay on to blossom into an ironic other. We talked about: the worst Christmas presents we’ve ever received.
Damn. I wish my memory could serve to blog our entire conversation but the gist of it is:
Winner = expired shampoo that had an RM3 price tag on it
Christmas in KL has been absolutely lovely this year!!!
My turkey turned out moist and a success. Now i’m all semangat to cook another one… when a momentous occasion arises. Also cooked dinner for my family last night. I think i’ve had enough of cooking for a month… but NYE is coming up in a week!
Had heaps of drinks at The Bee @ Publika just now. Played the most violent game of Monolopy Deal ever with Claudia calling everyone a dick, and another saying everyone sucks. Sore losers deal out pain. Went to thirtyfour after that where i bought a gold leather purse and clutch by convincing myself they’re my Christmas presents.
Should stop writing before i say anything i might want to delete later.
There’s a 4kg turkey sitting in my fridge soaking in a concoction of orange pulp, pepper, all spice, sugar, cloves, star anise, onions, honey, maple syrup, parsley, marjoram, rosemary and cinnamon. I didn’t add in the caraway seeds cos i didn’t know what they were, and my phone was running out of battery which resulted in my hesitance to google it as i usually do when unsure of an ingredient. Cooking has certainly enlightened me to the specific foods that exist… and their cost! Did you know that a small box of pine nuts cost RM25? I didn’t. I actually spoke out loud, “You’re kidding me” to the shelf of nuts.
I cooked a Christmas dinner for the Sotongs – a group of couples we hang out with – last week. ‘Twas my first foray into proper Christmast dishes and my festive ham which i simmered for 4 hours before roasting it, turned out perfect and moist. Was quite proud of myself but i do owe most of this success to Nigella.
Tomorrow i attempt cooking dinner for 19 people. It was supposed to be a party of 14 max, but my disorganized way of inviting close friends (as and when i bumped into them) made me lose count… Oops. I feel guilty cos there are a few more people i’d like to invite, but we just can’t FIT any more people into our apartment.
Which brings me to wanting a big house so i can entertain more people at a time. Of course then i would also hire help to cook and prep, cos self-handedly feeding 50 people would be a stressful horror! My entire week has been studying recipes, buying food, preparing food, buying presents, and wrapping presents thrown in with work. But i’m not complaining! It’s the only season that would push me to do all these things with the utmost satisfaction.
Shopping in the super today was quite tough, what while nursing some brain damage incurred from my office xmas party the night before. I think a group of us were drunk by 11pm and i had to call Clem to pick me up just past midnight cos i didn’t trust myself with my car. Thank the fairies for my foresight to finish extra xmas chores the night before THAT because i KNEW i might get wasted at the office party. I recall talking to my boss for a long time and cringe. Also, i heard that i talked like jenny from the block when intoxicated. I really don’t know where it’s coming from right now… at one point years ago, i used to have a strong british accent when drunk.
I still haven’t finished buying all my Christmas presents so tomorrow will be a LONG day of TOTAL LAST MINUTE present-shopping, and cooking. I’m eager to start on the pumpkin and cheese lasagna, it sounds yummy just IMAGINING it!
OK fine.
So some people have stared at me like i’m utter crazy for wanting to do this, and now, having done it.
But i haven’t regretted a single one of my previous tattoos, and am pretty sure i’m NOT going to regret this one.
When i first had the idea, i texted Clem: “I just had this BRILLIANT idea! bla bla bla bla”
He replied: “I don’t know about ‘brilliant’…”
After he realized i was serious about it, he said, “You know, this is okay if you’re 14… but you’re almost 30!”
That kinda stumped me.
I never FELT myself at ‘almost 30′.
What does that mean anyway?
Age is so relative. As is time.
I felt like as if being ‘almost 30′ meant i had to stop doing things i wanted to…
Or more accurately, childish things i wanted to.
I don’t feel ‘almost 30′.
In fact, if you asked me how old i was, my insides instinctively squeal “18!”
So i got this because i really really wanted to.
While simultaneously having a slight inner smug emotion about going against society dictating i have to act a certain way at a certain age.
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Btw if you’re a tattoo fan and like staying home on Sundays,
NY Ink premieres tomorrow on TLC
Sorry i haven’t been blogging!
I know i usually manage a post every day or every other day.
But i JUST HAD TO half-kill myself moving blog/making tweaks and changes, putting together last min stuff for the LEFTBLOCK Junk Sale tomorrow, office work, and social events simultaneously all this week.
Crazy.
Not to mention feeling bad for not layaning Clem so i make sure i cooked once this week and spend some time with him too.
