Come as you are. As i want you to be.
ok very far-fetched but i survived my HSG test!!
Everyone i talked to, told me the HSG test is such a bitch, so much that i got mentally prepared for it to hurt so much that when it actually happen and it doesn’t hurt, it got me thinking “where’s the pain?? is that all? gimme more pain!” hahahah
sadistic kan? i know.
u know how sometimes when you have an idea in your head and then u are dead set on it and then nothing can change your mind?
Last week, during our last raya visiting, while in the car, one of my fringe was hanging loose, framing the sides of my face.
I saw it on the mirror and thought to myself ” when was the last time i had my hair short?”
Asked the hubby if it is ok to cut le hair. He didn’t exactly say yes but he didn’t say no. So i take it that’s a yes! hahaha
I googled for a suitable short haircut for round face and decided to go for somehow a long bob and i knew right from the start, if i ever have to cut my hair short, i will go to Abg Sam.
Since i was going to town to run some errands with the husband, i made an appointment with him and let him decide what to do with my hair. In his words, i have quite high cheekbones and a nice jawline (he say one, not i say! hahaha) and then he asked if i am committed to blow-dry my hair. Because i no longer have to rush to work in the morning, i said yes!
He immediately said “ok we cut short!”
I gripped my chair at that moment and kept thinking “what the hell am i doing!!!”
But Abg Sam is very professional. He snipped off my hair within minutes, send me off for a hairwash and blow it dry like the pro he is.
It was all nice and fluffy that even the husband love it. I couldn’t stop touching my bob. Even till now!
i did not take much pictures after that haircut though but i took a picture with Abg Sam because he is just super cute, so chatty & friendly.
u know what’s not funny? When people tell you, life is good working from home, especially in Ramadhan.
I have odd sleeping hours now that i work from home. I usually sleep at about 3.00am and wake up by 11.00am the morning after. WIth Ramadan, it’s harder to keep to this weird timing. I’ll feel sleepy by 3.00am but i refuse to sleep because sahur is in few hours time and i’m a deep sleeper. At least for the 1st 5 hours, i get into a really deep sleep even that annoying iPhone alarm can’t wake me up.
We missed 2 sahur so far because i accidentally slept at 3.00am and husband woke up at 6.30am and had to rush to work and i only woke up at 10.00am, realising that we did not sahur. I felt so damn guilty because i know the husband hates not being able to sahur.
Dugaan duduk rumah time ramadan jangan cakap. So many times, i open the fridge, pour a drink, put it on my study table and then realised i’m fasting. Tu belom part jiran-jiran tetangga yang tersayang yang masak during the day and then the bau masuk menusuk kalbu. Korang cuba try duduk rumah on weekdays. Macam2 bau masakan yang ada. Rajin jiran2 aku.
On the other hand, i’m kept very busy saving the world rushing artworks for clients and pestering my printers to get everything out before Raya. This is where the art of negotiating comes in. I’ve been know among ex-colleagues to be one of the best negotiators in the department. *pats back*
Oh and can u believe it, i have not done any Raya shopping yet? This year super slack.
The other day i told my husband “this year raya mcm tak excited ah. maybe pasal dah 2nd year” and he got offended lah sey! hahahaha
Padahal i was referring to the house. our 2nd year in the house! Not 2nd year being his wife. -_____-
And you know how pagi2 u bangun semangat berkobar-kobar nak buat itu ini, sana sini and then once u dah mandi, u macam malas nak buat apa2 and you just end up watching youtube videos? I’ve been doing that for the past week.
I might be one of the best negotiator.
but i’m also one of the best procrastinator.
So this week, everybody were talking about Angelina Jolie double masectomy.
I went for a swim earlier and a group of girls were talking about it at the changing room as well and making jokes about it.
My take on this: Ehhhh dia punya boobies, dia punya suka ler.
But in all honesty, i think she must have already pikir tiga, sepuloh kali maybe before making this decision and what i feel is, she should know better of how it feels to see your loved ones suffering from cancer and i’m pretty sure she had her children interests at heart, hence the decision to continue with the procedure.
My mother detected her lump early and was able to have it removed before it gets too late and as we all know, breast cancer is hereditary.
So sometimes, i do get paranoid when i feel there’s something wrong with mine. Like when it’s aching too much etc.
A classmate of mine detected her breast cancer quite late and had to remove one of hers and i remembered crying because i can feel her pain of having to remove one of her breast at such a young age.
So yes, my point is, it is so easy for us to poke fun at her and make insensitive remarks at the situation.
But what if it happen to us or our loved ones?
been wanting to do these for the longest time but malas.
Let’s see if i can even get one of these done this week!
I’m 2 weeks away from my last day of work here and i can’t wait to throw in the towel already.
I have decided to be a work-at-home-wife, diverting my time and energy to The Card Maison (and my husband of course) like finalllyyyyyyy…
Business was awesome for 2012 and 2013 is gonna be even much more awesome as i had few things lined up and i can’t wait to do it full force.
But of course i had some what ifs and it is especially not helpful when the people around you are contributing to the what ifs list, like it’s a conspiracy to stop me from leaving.
What if i get bored from working at home?
cos apart from my bestie, Liza, everyone else i know works office hours.
What if i get bored being alone at home?
but u know i’ll always have E! Entertainment! lol
What if i’m not bringing in much moolah?
there’s never gonna be enough seriously.
I know i have many other what-ifs in my head now but i’m not looking back.
i’m sure this is the best decision i have made for myself.
Things will work out. I’ll make sure it does.
even if i have to work extra hard for this.
On another note, i just got back from Krabi and i loved it so much!
It is so different from Phuket. Will update on Krabi soon but here’s a teaser!
i have done the deed. the last day is 26 April 2013.
for now, i can’t want to enjoy my super long weekend because we are off to Krabi for a week!
best kan.
serve 1-mth notice while 1-week in Krabi
how do u tell your manager that you wanna resign? Honestly.
especially when u actually LOVE & ADORE your workplace, your team-mates & your manager. No, i’m not being sarcastic. i really love my workplace and my jobscope.
i hate disappointing people especially when my manager kept harping on the new sponsorship project she wants me to handle etc and helping me fix an appointment with my MD next week to propose a commission plan for me (honestly she does not have to. marketing staffs mana lah dapat commission. but she felt it’s unfair i’m meeting my sales target each month but no commission plan) so i hate the thought of having to burst her bubble and tell her i wanna resign.
Tu word tak terkeluar dari tadi. I had been planning on telling her the entire week and today’s Friday and i have still not told her yet.
What the hell is wrong with me.
For someone so outspoken like me, benda kecik macam ni pun tak leh buat. sigh.
i find it weird when people decides to block you from their social media account, like they have something to hide.
Honestly, i couldn’t care much. I’m a little too old to play these stupid games. Not like your pictures were drool-worthy in the first place and i wouldn’t have noticed if a someone hadn’t pointed it out.
Stuff i post on my social media are mostly very insignificant. Anything too private would not even be on my FB and Instagram and one thing for sure, you’ll never catch me airing dirty laundry about my family and relationships. Neither will you see me professing undying love for my husband on FB cos i find it unnecessary. Nobody else needs to know nor measure the love we have for each other except ourselves and we prefer to keep it behind closed doors: 🙂
Deardyan 