Alone

My boyfriend won't be coming back to KL this weekend. 2 weeks of not seeing each other. Can you imagine???

I've came up with a list of things to do without him here in KL:

1) Fasting...definitely. If I can fast for 2 days during the weekend, I only have 3 more days more to ganti!

2) Go to KLCC and buy another Thomas Sabo charm...But I'm still hesitant about spending RM149 on a small piece of charm. Hmm...

3) Or I can spend that money on officewear! I've been looking for a long skirt and long cardigan.

4) Or maybe I can buy some fluffy soft toys to keep me company (so sad...)

5) OR I can go to Ampang Point and fix my bushy brows.

Hmm...still thinking.

My first Thomas Sabo charm

Bought my first Thomas Sabo charm at ISetan KLCC yesterday!

I bought the "Dancing Shoe" charm. I happen to own a pair of shoes which are very similar to the charm! I also bought the charm pendant (the large size). I want to wear the charm with necklace first. Once I've collected 3 charms or more, then I'll buy the bracelet.

The truth

This is my cat, Ash. Was. He went missing when I was 18. Or so I thought.

Today I came home from work, my mum was acting weird. She said there's something she wants to tell me. She could no longer hold the burden of keeping it from me. She said both she and my dad had promised each other not to tell me this. But she said that it's time for me to know.

Mum: Ash didn't go missing. He died.

Me: Oh. I see.

Silence.

Me: How?

Mum: Somehow he managed to escape from the house and crossed the road. Then a taxi hit him.

I was totally cool. I didn't even cry. I thought, it's qada' & qadar. Things are meant to happen. Like death.

Mum: After being hit, he still managed to run back into the house. Ayah saw him sprawling in front of the kitchen. Ayah held him but at that moment, he was already gone. There were blood trickling from his mouth.

This made me cry. Things would have been simpler if he died on the spot. No suffering. But he didn't die immediately. He managed to walk back into the house. Our house. I couldn't imagine his suffering.

I can't stop crying up until now.

Hot wheels

No, I'm not talking about the toy cars.

It's about my car.

On my way to work this morning, I turned my car's aircond dial to 1. There was only hot air, it didn't feel cool at all. Then I turned the dial to 2. Still feels hot. Then I set it to 3. No difference. So I figured that my car's AC ran out of that refrigerant liquid (I don't know what it's called). You know, the liquid that gives out cool air? I was fine going to the office without aircond, because in the morning, the weather is not so hot.

But when I went home from work...my god...it was terrible. I was sweating like crazy, and I had to roll down the car window like how most pakciks always do when they drive (but I don't stick my arms out of the window like they do). I had to turn up The Strokes CD full blast to beat the noise from the traffic. When I was cruising on the highway, I had to roll up the windows because the wind gave me chapped lips. But if I rolled up the windows, I felt suffocated.

I managed to arrive home safely, but extremely dehydrated and with dry skin and lips. And messy hair.

So I told my dad that my car's AC needs to be fixed. He went out to the porch to take a look at my car.

Guess what?

I forgot to turn the AC switch on.

My weekend

SATURDAY

Went to Sunway Pyramid with Yasser. Brought my new camera along with me. Hehe.

A temporary substitute until I can afford Thomas Sabo next month (I already bought a camera this month). I'm into charm bracelets now, by the way. Bought this charm bracelet at Diva. Thomas Sabo's charm bracelet costs RM159, and the charms start at RM99. The bracelet I bought at Diva costs RM23, and the charms are RM10 each. Haha.

SUNDAY

Went to Empire Gallery shopping mall in Subang. The mission was to find macaroons. I just wanna know why people are so crazy about macaroons. My colleague told me that there's a cafe called Whisk in Empire Gallery that sells macaroons.

Bought the macaroons in 3 flavours: pandan, pineapple and rose. Verdict: macaroons taste okay. Not my kind of dessert. Too sweet for me I guess. My favourite among the three flavours was the pineapple ones.

Macaroons...not the ones I bought, I googled this pic.

It's only Wednesday...

Today my mum called me at the office THREE TIMES just to ask me...

1) ...why I didn't wear the charm bracelet that she bought me.

2) ...what kind of cereal to buy.

3)...whether I'm dating with my boyfriend this weekend cos she wants to go to Empire Subang.

Anyway, I'm so excited because I browsed the Dorothy Perkins website and maxi skirts are back!!! Can't wait to stock up my workwear wardrobe with them!

The world is unfair

My dad is on leave. For a week.

While yours truly, on the other hand, is suffering at the office.

My dad's annual leave is 29 days. Mine is 12 freakin' days only.

Today my parents went to Pavillion to watch movies and had lunch at Tony Romas. While at the office, I was having a hard time finding food as the cafeteria was closed (the cafeteria workers are illegal Indonesian immigrants. People said they got caught yesterday or something).

My mum was feeling extra happy because she's dating with my dad (eww) and she's being gedik and she called me at the office just to "say hi." Shit I thought it was something important, like Koko is sick or what. But then again, my mum always calls me at the office to talk about useless things like "What vegetables do you want me to put in your soup?"

I hate it when she asks me to make decisions on small matters like that, because when that happens I usually end up making mistakes in my job like optimizing the wrong departure dates or sending flights to wrong entities. Grr. Can you believe it? My mum's habit of calling me to talk about useless stuffs can cause reduction in an airline company's revenue.

I went home and found Tony Romas potato skins on the dining table. I ate it only to be told by my mum that it's hers. Unbelieveable. I thought she pitied me cos I was having a hard time finding good food at the office. Sheesh.