I am really needing a time off from this unwanted situation in my life. No, it’s not a midlife crisis or stuffs like that. It’s just that, I need to move my ass of my house! Seriously!

Gosh. I ended my summer course in uni last Wednesday, and since then, I have been actively passive in my house, not knowing what to do. I watch movies of which I have already re-watched, I clean my house everyday, and I basically stay locked in the apartment like for days. I woke up at 10, wash my face, sit in front of the laptop, find somebody to chat with till it’s almost lunch time, cook something for lunch and have it in front of the television, if I notice some hair on the floor then there I go with a brush the dustpan, go back to the laptop and start surfing for new recipes or chatting, or online shopping, go bake something when/if I feel like baking, till it’s 7 pm I go bathe, and then after that to the kitchen again, figuring out what should I have for dinner, eat my dinner in front of the tv, wash the plates, re-position myself in front of the tv until it’s time to sleep. And the routine continues until today!

I should plan a trip. But where to? And with who?? I can do a trip alone, like how I spend my christmas holiday in Germany earlier this year. (But frankly speaking that was the best trip ever!) Oooh I know! Let’s go to Genova! It’s September now so it shouldn’t be too hot or too cold there. And then I can take a train to Venice and ride the gondola there! It’s gonna be so cool!! Get cool magnets and those I <3 shirts, yeah man! Ok to Genova then! Let’s book the tickets now!! Weeee!!!

Lol. Enough with that fake anecdotes. I’m not going to Genova or Venice although I have approximately 2 weeks off from uni. I’m just plain bored. Plus, when I’m bored, I tend to be emo for nothing, and seriously, that is not healthy I tell you.

Oh yeah, I bought a pair of Logitech speakers, and a portable multimedia player. My laptop is my jukebox now. And my traditional TV box is my mini theater now. Hahaha!

Hello there! Long time no see!! I was busy with the food blog and I didn’t really have the time to blog here. Hehehe.

So recently, I lost my purse. On Monday, as I was cleaning up my stuffs to go to class, I realized that I lost my purse. I remembered the last time I saw my purse it was in my handbag, the one that I bring to the buka puasa session. I could not find it and then I decided that my purse is lost!! Then I think and think again, I recall that Saturday, that very morning I walked back to my house, I took out my phone and I think, I think at the same time my purse fell on the road but I didn’t realized. So, that Monday morning, I skipped class, went on search for my purse although I do know that I might not find my purse back. Then I called the bank, and I walked half way to the police station to report but I decided not to because.. I do not know. Haha! The thing is, I didn’t even notice how I lost my purse and I couldn’t find it when I wanna go to class. At first I thought I misplaced it but I searched the whole apartment and I still couldn’t find it. Somebody else might have taken and go jolly with it, I thought. I have 60 euros in the wallet, my bank card and other membership cards are in it too, if I lodge a report I don’t think I will be getting it back, so why hassle!

And then, and then, Wednesday morning, I checked my bank account as usual to transfer some money and I noticed that somebody cashed in 390 euros from a check I issued. But as far as I’m concerned, the only check I issued to was the one I gave to a landlord as at that time I planned to rent her apartment but then I changed my mind and everything was settled there and then because a friend wanted to rent the apartment. And it was 5 months ago. So I tried calling the landlord but I couldn’t reach her/him. Geeez. I felt like @#$%^&$# -ing because 390 euros is not a small sum of money. So @##$$%^&%^#!!! But I email-ed her and I hope she will reply me like as soon as possible. You must be kidding me!

Haihz. It’s already the end of August and that means allowance must be coming in. But yeah, knowing the fellows who work in the financial department, they will always bank in our allowance at least late by a month. =.=

Presenting, my new food blog!!

I am starting a food blog and I hope that I can continue posting new recipes and photos of my cooking! It is gonna be so much fun! So I need you guys to comment on that blog, see if the design is cool, the foods are cool, or you guys can demand recipes so that I have ideas on what to do next! Yay!!

But the blog is still on construction though, I’ m gonna add Shoutmix, and some other add-ons later! Now I’m off to Intermarché to shop for my sundries!!

My Cuisine Journal

Have fun!!!

I love to curse, especially when I’m so upset, I will curse like hell. Seriously. Today, I was so freaking pissed with some people, and when I went back home, I called my best friend a.k.a my ex-housemate and I started cursing like hell. (You would not want to know what did I say.) Lol. I told him everything that happened today, yesterday, the day before, last week, last month, blah blah blah. That is how it works right, when you are somewhat pissed with someone or about something today, you tend to revenir en arrière, flash back and bombard as much as you can. Well if that is not the case for you, it was at least for me.

But then I asked myself, is cursing a good way to release myself from all the unwanted stress and hatred in me? Actually ———-> yes! When I was on the phone, I did not stop talking or cursing, and I literally felt the tense there while cursing, and there’s a sort of rush in my body that made me feel like crying and shouting out loud. Hey come on, I’m sure that others had this kind of feelings before! Well I did not shout but I did shed a very tiny little tear. As soon as my tear came out, I started cursing like nobody’s business and little after that, j’étais soulagéé, I was kind of released! Believe it or not, I stopped talking about me & we chatted about something else, something more fun than being unhappy.

Yeah, about the thing that made me boil up was actually a comrade, with her fierce & disgusted face asking me why am I wearing shorts when it is super cold out there. As if like I’m obliged to wear a proper attire to close all parts of my body just because you needed to do that, and that me wearing a pair of shorts is harming your eyes or whatever it is. You see, if you can just talk properly, cut out your disgusted face and talk with a nice and proper tone, this blog post would not even exist. Gah! To be honest, you actually destroyed my mood for the day, I had classes from 8.30 to nearly 6.30 and I needed motivations to keep me going. At the end of the day, that tiny little thingy that happened this morning actually had me thinking a lot. I am not made to listen to what you people want to say about what I want to do, or what I did, I could not be more bothered ok. I thank God (if You’re really there) for controlling me from saying “Vas te faire foutre” which literally means : Go fuck yourself, or in my context, leave me alone!

Tu me laisses tranquille, et je te ficherais la paix.

I was always amazed by how people said about grumpy nurses. Being persuaded by the “american series fact” that nurses are often described as hot, smoky, and gentle doesn’t make me think that we should not make a nurse boil up. In fact, this morning, i boiled one up.

I went to this clinic at my hometown for a consultation on my swollen toe-nail and i wanted to get some ointment and some medication to treat that big nasty toe, and at the same time i wanted to get some pills for my “totally sickness when a woman’s hormone is imbalance”. I went in to the doctor, he prescribed some meds for my toe, and i completely forgot about asking about the pills i used to take. So when i went out to the pharmacy to get my meds, i asked the nurse there to provide me those pills i needed, but guess what, she refused!

So i explained to her, how i usually get those pills without prescription, but she ended up asking me to register my name at the accueil again and see the doctor, again, tell the doctor what was my problem and then, she will give me those pills if the doctors said so. What the? I was shocked by how she said no, because the previous nurses had never done that before! I told that grumpy lady to check on my record on pills i bought but she just refused when i said anything. I was flabbergasted, but i kept quiet. I suddenly felt a strange hate towards her, and seriously i wanted to just shout “go to hell u ugly” but yeah, good think i didn’t. I just said, ok then, so can you please issue me a receipt. Guess what, she spelt my surname Hang. LOL! What an idiot! And she just made a slash on the H and i said, oh no, you need to write that again properly because i need to claim this from my health insurance company. Haha! Mrs. Grumpy actually made her face! Did her husband demand for a divorce that morning because she was so freaking crabby!! Suck it!!!!!!

So who says we shouldn’t boil a nurse up? We totally can do it if a nurse is inappropriately grumpy!!

Did i change? If there is someone who’s really close to me then he would absolutely notice if i have changed or not. But the question is, if i do, then in what sense? Because i totally am feeling like something is really not right now, especially the thought about me considering myself as a mature grown up young lady. I feel so, lame for even talking about that.

Sigh.. I kinda felt sad that some of my friends are not my friends anymore, some only came to me for important helps, some stays like they have always did, and some just gave up on me with no replies no messages and so much more. I feel so awful, and horrible.

Well, i know i have been away for quite a long time, but it doesn’t mean that i do not cherish the friendship or whatever relation that we had. Anyone can be in this case, well of course it’s meant to a special somebody, and just so you know, this gap here really made me feel insecure of our relation we built almost 3 years ago. We were so close to each other but then, now, we hardly talk. Yes, we moved on, but not without each other in our lives right? I might have some new friends, but everyone does! And it will not make any difference in any of our lives because friends are forever friends if we believe and truly appreciate each other? Somebody tell me if it’s true or not.

Gosh, i might sound like i’m a little bit too much of a paranoid, talking about these matters, but it really bugs me. The reason why i felt this way is because, i kinda felt left out and ignored by 1 friend i used to be close with. I miss all my friends, those i used to hang out with, friends of which we kid a lot, and those persons i used to concern so much, and i still do. I just made a phone call to my highschool bestfriend, and we talked for like an hour. Well at least i saved 1 sweet friendship, and i hope that somebody who was and is important to me can call me up just to say hi.

Or maybe i should move on with myself, knowing that nobody would read this post?

Sigh. Goodnight.

I love shopping. I really do. Like, so much. Who doesn’t? But.. The thing that bugs me the most is when the sales person IS NOT CAPABLE TO SELL THEIR PRODUCTS IN A PROPER WAY!

So i was walking in a mall, hoping to get a nice shell for my iPhone. I went to this shop and saw some cool looking iPhone case, but there were nobody at the counter. So i waited, and i waved my hand at this promoter nearby. He came to me and i asked him, (in Mandarin because that guy is no doubt a silly chi-ed fella, confirm tak habis school) do you have other color for this case? Black, preferably. He looked at me, blankly, and i knew that he did not pay attention to what i said. So i asked him again, do you have other color for this case black preferably. He gave me that stupid look again, and opened his mouth. “Huh?”, he said. I, then, looked at his face and pointed at the case i mentioned, and repeated the same phrase. Guess what. HE ACTUALLY SAID “HUH, CAN YOU REPEAT PLEASE I DID NOT GET THAT”. Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!! WTF?????????? What the hell is wrong with him? Or my mandarin sucked and he could not understand me? I was so mad, i yelled at him! I repeated the same phrase in Mandarin and then i translated it to Hokkien, like, “Wa mui lu lah, ci le oh sek eh oo boh?? Tia beh tiuk ah?? Beh hiao tia Mandarin sio? Ini, yang pink ini, ada hitam tak?” Oh my God. And he had to actually ask his colleagues because he do not know how to answer me!! ><” Siao eh!!!!! I left that shop. I was so mad, and i heard his colleagues asking him what happened and stuff. Oh my God! =.=”

It’s so hard to shop. There’s this list of things that i wanna buy, and i am so sure that i will not find the best one here. I need to go to KL – Midvalley, Sunway Pyramid or One Utama to shop and i need that so badly! I came back home from that mall, and switched on my laptop and i literally started to surf all online shops’ websites! Oh i just want to hit that “Add to Basket” button! Sigh. I need to get a housing for my iPhone. I need to get a pair of shades. I need to get a handbag, tote would be nice. I need to get a new purse. I need to get a pouch for my external HDD. I need to get a belt. I need to do my hair. I NEED TO SHOP!!!    !@#$%^&*(*^#@!~@!

Hahaha. Is that all really necessary? Such big spender i am. Well for me it is necessary. I wanna get those stuffs which can last me a year or 2 or 3. I need to get something with quality and brand to last long! Oh i neeeeeddddd theemmmm… Come take a look!!

Ted Baker’s Bowcon Bag. Price : 35.00 GBP

Esprit’s Trotoise Shade. Price : 49.00 Euros

Ted Baker’s Matinee Purse. Price : 59.00 GPB

LOL. How am i gonna afford all these? Well i can actually buy them if i can save up 200 euros until end of this year, which is faisable. If i can’t find a nice pair of shades in KL, i’ll get that Esprit one when i get back to France. But do i really need that? I hope Vincci has nice shades though. It’s cheaper, but yeah, it won’t be chic-er than Esprit’s but i can always get them when i have more money. And that Ted Baker’s Bowcon Bag. It’s so stunning but i can’t imagine myself carrying that bag when i’m wearing my Converse or Crocs. Hahaha! It’s gonna be so freaking hilarious! Well, i do have some ballerinas that can go with tho, . Ensuite, that Ted Baker’s Matinee Purse is a must get! Will get it for myself end of this year when i go up to London, as my birthday + christmas present! Yippee!!!

Ok then. Save up!!! Ooooh, where’s my iPhone case???

This morning, I went to the bank to do some withdrawals, and i got scolded from a bitch! Being unable to complaint there and then, i decided to write a letter to the customer service department. Eh ben voila!

Dear Sir/Madam,

“A letter says it all.”

Do you guys remember this question 21 we did in primary schools? Ingat tak? It’s some sort of information transfer exercise, and there were tables of which we have to choose, and then rewrite them like some kind of short essay. For example, there are 3 types of pens given : the first one is a ball pen and it cost RM2, if you buy that pen you will get one free ruler; the second one is a ball pen too, and it cost RM1.70 without free ruler; the third one is a ball pen too and it cost RM3 if you buy two. (And then there are lots more other specifications/characteristics) So here we have to choose which one suits us the best or which one is the most reasonable one. Stuffs like that.. Do you guys remember???

Errr, yea, why would i wanna talk about this Question 21?

The reason is apparently, i am in the midst of pragmatically answering this question. And the subjects which i need to choose are apartments. I know, fickle minded, i know. It’s my fault for so wanting that apartment i talked about before this, when i only went and have a look like once. =.=” I know, i’m crazy! Gaah!

Ok, the thing is, both of them are cool, well, except for the one i mentioned on my previous post is smaller than the new one. And price difference, around 100 euro. But this new place is really spacious, big, and fully furnished. My friend’s actually renting this place apparently but he’s leaving soon, so i thought of taking his place, as i spent most of my time there. It’s like my 2nd house here. And i feel this chemistry with it, everything is so perfect here, ( i know, i dah pernah cakap this ayat in my previous post. ;p ) Mais oui. I love it here.

Can please help me decide? I will have to give an answer tomorrow. And then settle all stuffs!

Bonjour chers amis!

Since a few weeks ago, i went hunting for apartment in town, and much to my satisfaction, i found a very nice apartment, suitable for a single woman like me. I was so happy, that everything is finally settled besides signing contract and deposits. =) I am really anticipated to move out as my current apartment is much too far from town and faculty, and having the chance to live in town is one of the many best ways to experience the french culture! Je suis vachement contente!! ^^

And so i realized that recently, i did a lot of stuffs that reminds myself that i’m literally growing up. Well, in both ways of course, positively and negatively. Yesterday, as i was having coffee with a friend of mine, we actually talked about this. We talked about how beautiful life is as we become older, and how wonderful that we are both friends even though we come from 2 very different backgrounds and origins. And when i went back home, i thought of it over and over again.

The best part is that, before this, oh God knows how lazy am i, how dependent am i, and how sloppy am i, especially because i’m the youngest in my family. Everything was done there and then, and i was never worried for everything will be done definitively. But now, it’s like i’m a totally different person. I clean my house like everyday, i discover new recipes, i do the laundry, i cook, i do my sundry shopping every weekend, i go for coffee, i pay my bills, and lots lots more. I’m independent. =)

The bad side of me being an independent woman is that i tend to disobey rules and orders. I stop listening to others, i never care more for those who are not close with me anymore. I don’t care if i don’t have any friends to spend the day with, on top of it, i’m happy and comfortable being with myself. I don’t care about how others are doing, quite because i know that they don’t bother about me as well. Maybe the word “selfish” applies perfectly in this context. But, i believe that being selfish to a certain extent and to certain people is selfish in a good way anyway. We know what’s best for us and we ignore what’s not good for us. Right? Or am i wrong? Hurm.

Whatever it is, all these changes come naturally. Previously, i never liked the idea of being a woman, needing to do everything on my own. But now, i decided that being one will be totally awesome!