Self Pampering

Despite of all the sad stories that had happened to me for the whole months, I can consider March is a good month for me this year. When comes to woman and money..... one word, fabulous!

"Pampering yourself is not a crime." That's exactly i told myself when every time i take out cash from my wallet. Hard to admit, i feel sooo good when every time i purchased something. First item i bought with proud was Sony Ericsson P1. I was aiming for a new phone for the last 3 months. I even begged my mom to give me an advance just to get the phone. But of course, it wasn't approved.
I paid it by cash and it cost about RM1400. 00. It was actually a good deal, hey… it’s a touch screen phone, for that amount of price….c’mon!
After when I got the phone, I became addictive to send smses to all my friends. I can’t stop tapping the phone screen. Became so “jakun” or in sarawakian.. “sakai”. Hehe… The only thing I dislike about the phone is the flasher for the camera, it’s just too bright. When I took picture with the flash on, the “model” will automatically widen their eyes and shut it immediately, which caused an abnormal picture!
The 2nd item that I purchased with proud was an Adidas training shoe. Seriously… I need a pair of sport shoe for my work out session. Why? You know, at first I don’t believe having a good shoe lead to a satisfying work out. I started work out recently..hmm.. about 3 months ago. Not because I think I need to get in shape, it was because of the family trip this coming April. I dreamt of having a bikini body, so that was the main reason that encourages me to work out. But after a while, I thought to myself, heck yes.. all the advices from my bosses about working out are true… it does make me feel good about myself. When every time I had my work out, I feel fresh, and the result from the work out that I learnt from one of the Personal Trainer at our gym, showed, I felt double proud and good! The most important thing, I gained weight, my old time dream… yet, I can control it by doing tone up exercise. You know what I mean?

Anyways…. Previously, I work out with a “chi kai” shoe. It’s a cheap sport shoe. I felt okay, but when I started to do the lunges and squat, I couldn’t balance up myself. I lost control, and I normally ended up feeling sore on my feet. So I decided to buy a proper training shoe. So I chose Adidas, my favorite brand. It cost around RM300. I told myself..

“Oh… C’mon…its not that you buying this kind of shoe every day? It’s a long time sport shoe, not a stiletto! …” Fine!
I can’t wait to wear it on during work out….today!

Yesterday, I was sick in the head, so my favorite lady boss, EM, took me out for window shopping. We went to Guess store, and browsing the shoe section. They have a great collection of shoes and it was on sale. I tried a few, but I didn’t have that…what I always say…”connection” with the shoes that I tried. So I called Sya, I told her about the shoes, and I asked her…

“ Should I get the shoe or should I go for the watch..”
“Babe…you need a new watch, you don’t need an expensive shoe at this moment..” She replied. … I love her answer… because I felt the real “connection” with the watch!

So I went to the watches display counter, and took one, a square watch. I prefer big square watch, rather than a round one. So I tried it on…

“ OMG… I didn’t know my wrist look so ugly with this big square watch..” I mumbled to EM.

“ Why don’t you try the round one, try something different, you have to come out from your comfort zone sometimes…” EM continues, with a cynical statement.

Hmm..why not. So I chose a round watch, metal strap with it’s inner in pink colour. The hour numbers are crystal and that’s including the outer watch. ( ahh.. so hard for me to describe this in English!)

I tried in on, and it was perfect! With 10% discount I paid RM500 for that watch.
Im telling you, I won’t be buying new watch for another… hmm… let’s see… 10 years? Lol!!!

The one and only “dreamstuff” I have not bought is the Nikon D40x. I am actually waiting for HMS to buy for me from Dubai. He told me the price is about RM2000. I can’t wait!

So… let me repeat this again…”pampering yourself is not a crime!”

LOL!

Beauty is "really" pain!

Beauty Waxing. I suddenly hate that word.

I bought this wax strip just for fun. I always wanted to try something that was advertised in a magazine, especially on fashion magazine. So I grabbed this wax box in the pharmacy, and I was thinking to try it on my upper lips.

YES, I have a thin moustache!!

When I reached home, I have second thought about using it. I read the directions over and over again, and chucked it under the dressing table. Another waste of money! God… its always been like this. I buy things, without thinking, then when I reached home, I will have second thought about it, and at the end, I would either throw it or keep it for I don’t know… some kind of souvenir!?

Anyway… last night, I was supposed to work out, but I cancelled it, as my best friend, which also my flat mate came back from Kuching. I thought I need to be with her as her father passed away a week ago. She looked gloomy but I know how tough she is. So I avoid talking about her late father and tried to distract her mind by telling her about, what else, work stuffs. Sya, was looking like she had million things trapped in her mind. I saw how sad her eyes were and how her lips trembled whenever she talked about her family.

So I got an idea, why don’t I ask her to do the waxing for me. I don’t know, maybe it could distract her mind a little bit. Maybe we both will laugh about it after I did it! I know it was a lame idea, but hey, .. its worth a try!

So there it was. I was right. Even before she pulls the god damn strip from my face, she was already laughing. I told her,

“ Didn’t you read the instruction? Cut the strip into small size and put it on my upper lips. Don’t put the whole thing like this!!” As I was saying that, the strip was literally covered my whole mouth!

She replied me with a giggle and kept asking me… are you ready? Are you. …Scccrraaap!

OUCH!!!!! My upper lips started to feel a burning sensation. I touched it, and I can feel the wax on my skin. I asked her, can you see any hair on the plastic? She looked at me and smile,

“No!”

“Damn you!” Then we laughed our ass out!

She told me, to just finish what we started, hmm…easy for you to say… you’re the one who do the pulling! But I straight away said, okay!

So, Sya cut the wax plastic into small size, matches the area that needed to be cleared. Every “scccraaaap” was the most painful moment for me, but surprisingly I can handle it very well. Then I was thinking about tattoo. Will the soreness be like this great?

After I did it, I felt very uncomfortable on the upper lips. I washed the wax off from my face and I felt my skin burning. Now, my mouth part looked like it had stuck in a bottle mouth.

Now… I swear…seriously I swear, I will just stick to threading!

p/s: how i wish to post a photo here, but its just too horrible! =P

Happy Birthday, Mak!

I nearly forgot my mum's birthday this year. I visited her at her home yesterday, with 1 big box of BIG APPLE donuts. Its really funny how our relationship turned out to be. My parents divorced when i was 3 years old. I was left with my grandparents since then. My dad visited me every week, sometimes, "abducted" me, til my my mom came and "rescued" me. When i was 13 years old, my mom officially left me to worked in another state. This has built a big barrier between us. I became a "torn" in the family. I ran away from home, started smoking cigarettes and pot, didnt turned up at school, got the lowest grades among the students, and i blamed it all to my mom.
The older i've grown i realised that the problem that i have caused was just because of a demand for an attention. i felt guilty for having that cruel feeling towards my mom. she is the only woman that i've known for her self-governing. she's tough, firm and strict to what she believes. her love and care are nothing to compare and that has been proved among my best friends. all my friends loves her and wished that she was their beloved mom.

i am now, proud to have her as my best friend, my cat-fighting enemy, and the best part is she's my one and only MAK.

since she likes reading so much, i am buying her favourite kind of novel, a general fiction. maybe .."the siren of baghdad" by yasmina khadra.

happy birthday, mak!

New Era

Let me introduce myself, im someone who used to be a very wild girl who owned her own universe. most of my teen's memories are dark and sour. i dont run in laughter crossing a big green field, instead i crawled up in a muddy stony hill across my life. But the years goes by, i had become someone which even my mother couldn't believe everytime she thinks about me in the morning.

i work in a fitness line for nearly 3 years now. i started as a customer service, for a year, then i promoted to Operation Manager.

i didnt really expect that i've made it, i mean in life, but..pheww.,.. totally.. i have made it.


i have been in what they called, comfort zone for the past 2 years. so they "flew" me off from a comfort zone to a war zone. i have been stationed to another club, this year, and it's a challenging for me. The place i am in right now, is basically the eldest club that my company opened about 3 years ago. It has a lot of things that need to be maintained, for both, maintenance and the associates.

Today is the 4th day im here. I have slight difficulty when handling both associates and the maintenance. They seems to have the same need....ATTENTION. i never been "busy" for the past 2 years, and deep down inside me, i am glad the management decided to relocated me.

I cant wait to see where will i be in another,hmm..let's say, 1 year from now. With this challenge i can see how strong my strength is and how far i can go in another NEW ERA of my life.