Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Never... Never Again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...
Never will I clean a house again...

Never will I clean a house again...

NEVER WILL I CLEAN A HOUSE AGAIN~!!!

NEVER WILL I CLEAN A HOUSE AGAIN~!!!

NEVER WILL I CLEAN A HOUSE AGAIN~!!!

NEVER WILL I CLEAN A HOUSE AGAIN~!!!

After so many hours, the only result that's obvious and worth being happy about. The windows... they're so clear. The first time I cleaned the windows after 10 years. It's actually the first time I clean the whole house after 10 years. I'm very happy with the windows but the rest of the house is worse than before. I hope I can really finish it by tomorrow or latest by Wednesday. I'll never want to clean a house again. NEVER~!!! I have three more houses to clean after this. I might want to change my mind about cleaning those houses. One is more than enough. So far I've sold off 400kg of rubbish. The earning was spent on a new shoe rack, that makes 3 shoe racks altogether, a clothes cupboard for my precious who has already put up her clothes, a new stand fan for temporary use before I fix in another new air-conditioning system in the room then the whole house will be fully air-conditioned and I'll have a heart attack once a month looking at the electric bill as the tariff for electricity has increased and I'm already paying double than usual. I bought three pillows as well as I've cleared the room with the double-decker bed and I have so many mattresses and my precious, eldest and youngest are staying for the nite. They're helping me to clean up the mess.


I've decided NEVER to clean a house ever again. I'm not cut out to do such work. When I get another new house, everything will be Japanese style. Through this experience, the new house will have very few furniture. Sit on the floor on cushions, eat on the floor, sleep on the floor with mattresses without a bed frame. Everything will be done on the floor.

Monday, May 30, 2011

The Mess...

I have always say that in order to keep a house sparkling clean, you'll have to be borned with the talent to do so. I have no such talent at all neither do I have any women's instincts on decorating. Now, I have two weeks of school holidays. My kids are helping me. We're adopting the method, "Throw all~! Sell what can be sold~!" So far I've earned quite a large sum by selling rubbish. I think can be millionaire by selling rubbish. Do you see those boxes of things piling up right to the ceiling? It's more dangerous than the hills that I used to go for hiking. Pushing things out of the house. Going to start on it soon. Waiting for my helpers to arrive.

My Tofu Skin...

Sunday. Working. I hate it when my driver was not punctual. He's suppose to wait for me outside. I purposely came out 5 minutes late. To my surprise, no car waiting for me. Waited a few more seconds while digging for my phone. Do you know how much I hate carrying a bag. It's so big, I have everything inside but I need a few minutes to dig out my phone. Dialled the number. Couldn't get through. I was hopping mad by then. Called again. And again. And again. No one picked up the phone. Waited for 5 minutes. Still no one appeared. Not even the sight of a horse or cow carriage. Called back. I was really really mad by then. I walked home. I can walk. Still no sight of my driver. Damn~! I walked fast when I was really mad. I was a few minutes away from home. Then, the driver appeared to pick me up. Smiling away. I was fuming angry. Leg hurts. Checked. Blisters~!!!! The skin was peeling off on both feet. 10 minutes of walking and I have blisters. So I have Monkey and Donkey plastered on the blisters because I was going for my badminton session. I have no idea what my skin was made of. Taking a shower seems like a big task to me now...

Friday, May 27, 2011

I'm On My Donkey's Side...

"Speaking your mind is definitely better than losing your mind."

Way to go, Donk~! I'm with you in this. Finally, you understand why am I always blogging. I'm more than happy to see this. You've make my day a great one. Now, I definitely can survive for another few days without the Internet connection. Have to go back to work now... :)

Internet Connection Down...

Here I am. Using another person's desktop. Just for the Internet connection. Mine has been down since Tuesday. It didn't drive me crazy this time. I am calm. I have been doing a lot of reading, turning page after page. Went to the cinema. Took an afternoon nap. I have more time to do my own stuff. But I miss my blog a lot. There are only two sites that I visit daily, my own blog and my Facebook. I even miss peeking into my Donkey's Facebook. Hopefully my own Internet connection will be back by next week. If not, I'm contemplating visiting the cyber cafe like what I did last year when I was crazy over the Facebook games.

Do come back for a visit. Will keep it updated as often as possible when the connection is back active. Toodles~

Monday, May 23, 2011

And I Had a Great Laugh...

My pineapple likes reading as well. She came back from school and asked me to read a book that she has borrowed from her friend. I'm not one who fancies a joke book. Never want to read them unless I have nothing better to do. But since I have a few minutes to spare, I reckoned that it won't do me any harm to flip a page or two of this Ah Beng clean jokes. I prefer thick novels. The first page that I turned to was a disaster. I was laughing so hard I thought my brain's gonna explode. That's really a piece of real joke that gives you a belly of a laughter. I can sit down alone, reading and laughing the whole place down. Of course there are some lame jokes, but all in all, they're really very good. One needs to understand Singapore Hokkien to grasp the full joke. I can't wait to grab hold of other volumes of 'An Ah Beng a day keeps the doctors away' by Ng Wah Lok.

Much Better...

King Solomon was wise to say that it is better to have less and enjoy it more. I feel better now... everything else is like chasing after the wind. Done with lunch. I made my own chicken rice so no need to get it from the hawker stall. Done within an hour. God is good, all the time. I can survive today. Laugh all the way through *I'm the best in laughing* and everything will be alrite :)

Monday Blues...

It's Monday. I'm looking forward to next week's school holidays. But I'm still working. I'm rather confuse whether I should really look forward to it or just let it pass by like another mundane week. I'm suffering from Monday blues right now. I'm not even moving my butt to cook lunch. Lazy... Don't feel like doing anything. It's hot and humid. The rain has stopped. Why isn't it snowing? I feel like going somewhere cooling, windy but still with the sun shining. Wishing that 10p.m. will come quick so that my Monday will be over. Gosh... I just don't feel like doing anything. How can life be such? Hungry... need to cook... need to cook... can someone cook for me please? Argh~!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

The Pro...

A smashing great time. The clash of the titans using badminton racquets. So, this is the end result. Only a professional can make the racquet folds into halves. Definitely not mine or else I would have conducted a funeral for the racquet. Hehehe...

Because of a Bunch of Keys...

Working morning. Drove all the way in road runner style *beep beep* Left hand went into the box in between the seats. Grab... grab... grab... *sweat* where are my keys? Where are my whole bunch of keys? How am I going into the house to work without my keys? Open the box bigger... looked into the box... stare into the box... fingers still rummaging through... but no keys appear. AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH The keys were left in another house since yesterday afternoon. And the house keys were bunched up together and there's no one in the house. Sent everyone home... and frustratingly drove from the south of the island back to the north of the island straight to the shopping mall. I'll have to replace classes during the holidays *kicking myself*




Went to MPH and then to Popular Bookstore. Looking at books and more books. Not in a good mood. Went home. Kinda pissed off with everything. Saw smoke billowing out of somewhere when we were about to reach home. Went searching for the source of smoke. HHHmmm..
Found it in less than a minute. Just started? Funny... no fire rescue team... good view...snap some pics... not that I don't want to help but I don't know how to help. The intense heat. Nothing's left I suppose. Oh, yeah... the fire engines came after I made a round and headed home. What to salvage from that burning home?
Back home. Online. Wanted to watch movie. Wanted to read. Uploaded some photos. Crawled into Donkey's space... and saw Donkey's dizzily idiotic quotes. Always wondering how a person can be both smart and stupid at the same time.
I'm in such a bad mood I feel like whacking anybody who comes near. I plan to waste away today then I might regret tomorrow. Let tomorrow deal with tomorrow. Today don't wanna do anything. Blame it on those keys...

Dumb Ass...

"Don't think you are, You are." Matrix


Shut up, Donkey~!! Stop clucking like a hen and strutting your peacock tail. Matrix quote sounded like this,"Don't think you are, know you are."



*Cynical laughter* I don't have to think, I know you are not... so you're not~!

Red Riding Hood...

Ah... finished this book in a few hours. It's not the Little Red Riding Hood that I'm familiar with. It's actually not my type of reading. Let's see... it's about a little town called Daggorhorn with lovely young ladies like Valerie and Lucie. Evil people like Father Solomon and darkness of the city. Didn't excite me much actually. There has been a werewolf coming out to grab a life since many moons ago. One day, Lucie was murdered when the blood moon appeared. After turning many pages without stopping, I realized that I didn't know who turned into a werewolf. I have a feeling it was Peter. Couldn't be Henry with the brown eyes because the werewolf appeared when Henry was still in human form, standing beside Valerie. It should be Peter but what about Val's grandmother? Am I suppose to go to the link given at the end of the page to figure out who's the real werewolf? Shucks... I think I should just watch the movie... or can anyone tell me whether Peter was the werewolf or the grandmother?

The Shack by William P. Young

I've been a little slow in my reading as time does not permit me to lie down and enjoy a good book. I managed to get a really good book from the church library though. 'The Shack'. It all happened in that shack one fateful day. A little girl was kidnapped and murdered. In all these ugly situations, one wondered where's God? Is God even there? That's how we always question God. Point our finger at God and said He never bother to lift up His finger to do anything, to stop the evil.

'The Shack' gives us the reflection of how most of us will treat God. We treat God like slave at times. Christianity is not just another religion. It's a relationship between the Creator with His creation. William P. Young wrote it in a simple way for us to understand how things are meant to be between a person with God the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Prayer is just like having a conversation with Jesus but many Christians took it for granted these days that prayer is about asking for God to bless and bless and give and do what we want Him to do. It's like giving God a task and make sure that He does it. If He fails to give us what we want then He is no good for us. That's not how it works.

Go search for 'The Shack'... it's worth reading...

Friday, May 20, 2011

Love, Unyielding by Charissa Phang

Upon loving you I have no thoughts of no one else.
Had I paid a fee in thought of loving you I would be broke,
but in pay I'd ask that I be paid with the price of your love.
It seems no ocean can rise and out my flames of you.
Vice or versa no flames could burn you away from me.
You're unexplainable, more like an orb filled with an unyielding light.
You're the name on my lips; your eyes are engraved upon my heart.
Your voice is united with my soul, and your fingers hold firm to my body.
You're like passion with seeps of great winds.
You're like water, but yet the tongue is evermore thirsty.
You're the sun in the sky to light and warm me by day.
Even so you're the moon guiding my steeps by night,
captivating my thoughts bringing me to the point of rest.

Greedy Donkey...

"If the early bird gets the worm, the one still awake since dusk will get plenty." E.L.

Well... well... Donk. If the early bird gets the worm, the bird should fly off, move on, and let others have their fair share of worms. Are you encouraging people to be greedy? Too much worms in the stomach ain't good for the soul. Shouldn't the saying goes like this, "The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese." See, that? In that way, you'll be sharing. You have the bird and even the mouse. Donk, don't chew too much on those weeds, it might choke you to death. Leave some for other donkeys. Anyway, thanks for the shoutout. You inspire me to write. It is definitely right in Soichiro Honda's sayings regarding how often you will find outstanding people among those you particularly don't like. Eventhough his sayings cover the finance and economics department, but I do agree with him, so do you or else you wouldn't have put it up and 'Like' it yourself. You're one person I particularly don't like, but you're outstanding in fields that many will not step into. Well done, Donkey. Just don't be too greedy. Learn how to share. *hugs Donkey*

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

When Your Brain Disappoints You..



My precious got her results today. She was very disappointed with herself. I have nothing much to say. I know that she's really hardworking. Studied really hard. So, I didn't push her to get what I wanted. It's heartbreaking to see her so down in the dumps. The phrase,"It's OK. Try again harder." seems to be useless. There are times that no words can comfort a person. She did try again and again. She tried so many times and she felt it deeply that no matter how hard she tried, she's just an average person. Isn't fair, huh? There are some who need not study yet did so well. Life goes on. I have to accept her for who she is. Academic achievement isn't everything. *consoling myself*

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Eleven Hours...

Tuesday. Wesak Day printed on the calendar. Not an important event to me but what's ringing an alarm bell in my head was the holiday siren. Public holiday. No work. Sleep in late. Find hubby in bed when I woke up. Enjoy first then suffer later. All of us have lots of work to do but it's a holiday. Forget about work first. So, suffering now. Hubby sitting in front of the computer. Mama sitting in front of her desktop and lappie. I'm pushing my work until I wake up later after having a good nite's sleep. Not gonna work means not gonna work. It wasn't a sunny day but didn't matter much as we would either be in the car and then the car would be parked in the multi-level carpark and we would be in shopping malls thus, completely shielded from any strong winds or rain drops. Woke up and then lazed around watching a movie before leaving the house at exactly 12 noon to get the movie tickets from TGV and also to get some lunch into the growling stomach. Then went down south to fetch two queens, none from England though. We had at least more than 3 free hours to spend. Went to Parkson and saw a RM99.90 small water bottle, less than 1 litre I think. Looked at shoes and I like Skechers. Took mama to see the Coach bags. We were guessing at the prices and was very sure that if we ever bought anything from Coach, the price of the purse would be more than the money in the purse. So if anyone want to steal from us, I would suggest that the thief take the cash and give us the Coach purse or handbag back to us. Next, we were looking at gadgets. I want that Galaxy Tab. I want HTC Incredible S. I want that Samsung Regza LCD screen with a complete home theatre system that will make the house go ka-boom in the whole neighbourhood. What else to do in a shopping mall other than shopping or window shopping? EAT... we were hungry... ravenously hungry... we can eat a horse. Since they don't sell horses so we have to eat something decent. We were at 1st Avenue. Old Town was the best choice for food at that point of time. Couldn't think of anywhere better. And we could hardly crawl. We expected the food to come to us instead of us going to the food.

We had the dry curry noodles. I don't like. Ipoh chicken hor fun that mama slurped it all down in less than 7 minutes. Got ourselves toasted bread with peanut butter and another one with kaya and butter. I like the latter better. Dipped them into the chicken curry. Asked for more curry for the bread. Then asked for even more bread and curry. The end result was those empty plates. We tried eating those plates but they were too hard for us to swallow so we had to leave them alone. Those were three very hungry people. We were like grabbing after the food. If we were barbarians we would have tear each other's meat. Munching away. Saw hands hovering around the food. A pair of heads tearing at those plain thick toast. The chicken meat was torned into pieces. Then more hands. You should have seen how busy our table was. Too many pairs of hands. Our main agenda was to wait until 5:30 p.m. to watch Thor. It was a great movie with all the CGI and at least the movie line was quite good except for the ending. Should have a better ending instead of a hanging one. After watching the at least 2-hour long movie, we headed to Times Square for more food from the Food Gallery. Been there once with Juju. Now bringing all of them who has never tasted the food there before. The food was...eeerrr... expensive but you can't compare to the price in restaurants. Of course quality wise, Food Gallery loses.





The pictures were not in sequence. Randomly posted them up. Took me quite awhile to have all the photos up. Well.. we had the Korean Beef set which was a huge disappointment. The beef was too dry and too hard. The German Knuckle was the only plate worth the price paid for. My pork knuckle went round the table and came back with enough for everyone to savour. The German Lamb Shoulder was alarmingly given out in such small portion that we believed we have been deceived by the menu with pictures printed out. Spaghetti carbonara from the Italian cuisine stall was nothing to shout about. Chicken soup was really nice though. And I like the kimchi soup from the Korean set. I refused to even touch the huge bowl of salad. A bowl of colourful jungle. Dessert of crepe rolls with vanilla ice-cream wasn't that bad except I didn't really enjoy the slices of peach. Honey dew pudding with dragon fruit wasn't bad. Quite good. I was rather attracted to these two pink piglets. A big pig and a small pig. It was from the dim sum stall. The one from the restaurants tasted better. I did play with one of the piglets before I decided to swallow them.


Started with those cute little ears. Bit them off. Chewed them away. Then attacked the nose. See that heart shaped scar on the piggy's face. Then started chewing from the side. I had a long day out. Reached home at exactly 11 p.m. It felt like I have not achieved anything for that 11 hours but I did a lot actually. Spending time with my hubby, my mama and Judz and Gracie. Did all-in-one. And I'm really sleepy now. Gonna wake up early tomorrow to be tortured by papers.