Being home

It’s always nice to be home.

You don’t have to think of where to go for lunch and dinner which ,in my opinion, is an issue. I have to have my meals (hence the tightening pants =[ ) . It’s like a habit. When it’s time to eat , the brain thinks of food. No matter how my conscious mind tells me “you should skip dinner” , my subconscious mind forces me to think of marmite chicken and calamari from Win Loy , Grilled salmon from Kensington , calzone from Pizza Italia and the list goes on….=_= I hate the fact that I’m a food lover. I blame my dad for passing his gene to me !

Being home does my spine good. In Seremban, I used to sleep on a thin mattress. My bed frame isn’t very complete. The middle isn’t supported by any wooden planks. Therefore, the mattress together with my butt sinks into the empty space. Then one day , I decided to add another thin mattress on top of the 1st thin mattress. It lasted around 2 weeks before it sank again. Eventually, I brought the mattress down and slept on the floor. You should try sleeping on the floor. Its MUCH better than sleeping on the bed frame.

I like being home because my neighborhood is like a stadium. I can do my long distance training and interval training here. I just need to Put on my running shoes and walk out my gate. My wonderland is right there. Back in Seremban, I struggle to find a place to run. Initially, I would travel to S2 park to run. But then , it was too far and it took up too much time. Eventually, I resorted to running around Taman Permai Impian which was where my rented house was. It proved to be a challenging run with slopes everywhere. I was very happy until I got chased by dogs the next day … And I’m talking about 2-3 stray dogs at a time and at different corners of the Taman. Sigh… I still needed to run and the Taman was my very last option (besides going to S2 park, S3 park , Lake gardens in town and IMU gym) . So, I learnt the routes where stray dogs don’t hang out and tried to understand the “My Territory” concept that dogs practice . As of today, I’m proud to tell you that I have mastered the art of backing away from dogs. *takes a bow*

Then, being home , I’m never short of the tender loving care of my family members. At home, mum bakes and makes deserts almost everyday because she knows that I have a sweet tooth (sigh…how to lose weight like that). Dad , who loves to eat and travel , would always suggest family outings , supper , bring back delicious food he ordered from the next door restaurant , especially when any of us are back.

Dang it, I just realized I’m talking so much about food.

OK besides the food. I love the time we spend together. Mum and I just came back from a facial at Herbal Line Tampin. Hehe . I didn’t have to pay for it. XD And with Dad around , the house is never “dead”. I mean he brightens and lights up the atmosphere at home =) Of course,there are times when we bicker with each other. But, all ends well after a while. At Seremban, I have to find my source of sugar treats. I am a loyal customer of this bakery called “Roti & Kek Imbi”. They bake yummy lemon vanilla muffins , potato custard buns , black sesame rolls , mung bean buns and wholemeal loaves. Apparently, they are doing quite well in their business. The owner of the shop started as an apprentice in the first “roti & Kek Imbi “. Now , he is the proud owner of 4 “Roti & Kek Imbi ” in Seremban. And guess what , he is my next door neighbor. XD. Besides that, in Seremban , it’s all about studying. We study , and study , and study , and finally … Study also. Quite monotonous. At home in seremban , I find joy in talking to my two housemates. So far, we’ve been living very peacefully together. Nobody walks out naked from their rooms , nobody complaints about inequality of utility bills and rentals , none of us slams our doors. None of us are dirty pigs. I am grateful that I have them as my housemates and I can’t thank god enough for them. I hope that they don’t find me a problem in the household.

And at last , It’s great being home because there is warm water to shower !!! So comfortable you know…. Seremban house has no water heater. Its terrible on rainy days. Once, the water was so cold that I had a cramp in my right calf half way through my bath >__<.

These are some of the things I love about being home. I like being in seremban house also. Just different parts of it (especially the 4mbps Internet XD ).

What do you love about being home ?

Predictable Guys

So not nice .

Some guys are predictable . I haven’t been talking about the guy opposite my house for some time now . Just don’t feel like making it a big matter . But , recently . So many things had happened . It all happened in SMS form .  Even though its just SMS , DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE what a simple SMS can do to you—– mentally .

He started by sending weird messages . To even weirder messages . Then,  to i’m-so-sorry-this-is-funny-to-me kind of messages . To ok-this-is-kinda-annoying-to-me kind of messages .

 heeeheeeheee …but sometimes its somewhat amusing .

I told you right , i confronted him , asking him why he sent so many messages .

He didn’t take it too well . Went hyper and all , sending me countless SMS explaining and explaining . I don’t see the point of explaining . =__=”

Since i don’t like him to send so many messages . The fella very smart . Send 1 day 1 SMS hoping that i would reply and all . Then 1 day , he pek cek already . So he complained that he already limited himself to sending one SMS a day but i still didn’t reply his SMS .

I feel evil, sadlah…………………………………………………………………….. Oh well .

So it continued that way . This week  he has been sending SMS alternate days .  Meaning . One day send . One day don’t send . And i continue to just ignore those SMS .

Actually . Reflecting on all that has happened . This guy is tough .

Its been one month plus since he’s been trying . His tenacity is something that amazes me . But , i feel sorry for tormenting him that way  . Its really not his problem .

I don’t want to open myself to others right now. I have no space for relationships right now . And the special person has not really crossed my path .  (Or did i missed him while he was crossing ??O__O die , come back can?)

Over the past one month , it started out from simple messages that i replied only a few SMS . As the days pass , the SMS seemed like what a boyfriend would type to a girlfriend . ( Like good morning … take care … good night … don’t sleep too late … remember to off your lights )  yes , he’s been watching my room .

It became scary . Creepy  . A Stalker on the loose ! He knew when i was at home . When i wasn’t at home . It was like so dangerous .I had to peek out the house to see if he was outside before i came out of the house . Even now , its that way .

Then , i learnt how to IGNORE . meaning , i don’t see him at all . that made him very dissapointed . He was sending SMSes like : “i like the old shi yi better . the shi yi now very Cöol . Don’t acknowledge my presence ” stuff like that .

Then he also tried triggering me to reply his SMS . There was once … he sent an SMS telling me that he went to Thailand and bought some biscuits and chocolates back for me . And he asked if he could bring them over to me . Sigh … seeing that he was so nice . I replied him telling him its ok . He can eat it himself . I don’t want the biscuits . He was very happy that i replied . So , he started asking me stuff like : his leg is painful , can he run( i’m just a medical student , wth ) ? and also he asked me if i wanted to eat lunch , or if i wanted him to Da Pao ?

Triggering a reply from me which i didn’t succumb to  .

Then .. one day … he sent a SMS of confession . Saying that he misses me , he thinks of me , and can’t forget me .

Seriously ??

You know , my acquaintance with him was just that ONCE ! (when i went jogging and so happened he was jogging and coming my way . )

So i ignored that SMS as well . The next day , he apologized to me saying that he was anxious the other night .

And now , like i said earlier … He sends SMS on alternate days . Soon , I feel , he’ll let go and move on .

Can that soon come faster ? If not , i’ll need Maxis to help me block the number . Aiks ….

Enough of that .  Here are some photos of the Kampung Angkat Project 2011 in Batu Pahat with some of my friends having fun .

 

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The thing about fire alarms

I don’t get it .

I was brought up .Drilled in school . Drilled in form 6 that , if u hear the fire alarm , you should GET OUTTA HERE  as soon as possible .

I was in my unit in Vista Komanwel B this fine afternoon . The construction was being its obedient self today . No dong dong ding ding and kreeeek kreeek sounds . You know aa , this construction site orchestra , damn annoying one ok . Try studying with it one day . It’ll drive you NUTZ ! ! Back to what i was describing . It was drizzling outside with a soft cooling breeze. A very fine day indeed .

Suddenly , the fire alarm rang .

Hrm , i guess it’ll go off in a while .

5 minutes later

Eh ? its still ringing wor …. Don’t care lah .

10 minutes later

Hrm . . . how come they never train us to run-for-our-lives over here at Vista Komanwel B arr? ( considering the fact that we had drills throughout our primary  & secondary school lives . )

15 minutes later

I think I’ll go down and take a look if everyone has jumped into the swimming pool or maybe gathered at the car park .

What if i am the only one who went down ??

BAH ! I’ll just act like I’m going to buy some groceries then  .

So i went down. Someone joined me in the lift . He looked pretty calm .Stepped out of the lift . Peered left and right .

People walked pass with not a single sense of urgency . They went up the lift , into their homes like usual . No one was out in the car park . Swimmers continued their swim .

Why is it that nobody seemed afraid or confused amidst  the should-be-there-CHAOS

Saw the security guards running around and speaking into their walkie – talkies . At least someone’s running .

Saw a few of my friends too . In the end , i acted like i was going to buy groceries anyway swt”.

I wonder who invented the fire alarm . He must be very disappointed that his invention ain’t of much use . Maybe someone should invent a false-alarm-proof  fire alarm . Then , i wouldn’t have to walk out of my unit and act like i was buying groceries .

Another question , since there isn’t a false-alarm-proof fire alarm ,  if there was really a fire in one of the floors of the apartment , and the fire alarm rang , i wonder , how many would make it out alive ?

Hrmmm ….

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Do you know what happened today ?

I met a guy . A very sweet guy . So this is what happened .

I was down at the Emo Bookstore ( a very emo bookstore indeed ) deciding whether to get a book on Haematology . Being undecisive like usual , a 5 minute trip to the bookstore turned to be a 45 minute trip there .

While in the bookstore , there was this senior paying for his selection of books . Upon hearing my queries to the bookstore keeper , he spontaneously gave me advices on whether to buy the book or not .

That’s how the conversation started . From Haematology books , it continued on to Summatives exam , to Semester 5 exam , to tips on studying for End of Semester 3 examination , to where from , to names , to people we knew in common , to general topics like food and eventually to Facebook and E-mails .

Apparently , he’s in Semester 6 now and will be heading to Glasgow today , 4/9/09 – twinning programme . Plus , he’s from Ampang . He was very willing to share tips and his experiences in studying in IMU . Me and Siew Lyn ( PBL mate ) kind of exhausted him with questions . But he was kind enough to answer them all .

After talking at the bookstore for about 45 minutes , we decided that it was time to leave . And he offered to walk me back ( minor info : i’m staying in the condominium right opposite IMU which is just a 5 minute walk from uni ) . He walked me way till the condominium lif which i think was a very sweet thing to do .

Guys nowadays are RARELY that ” gentleman” . Well , at least for me . Not many guys like this cross my path . It can be nothing to you , but to me , this is jaw dropping . Forgive the Suagu-ness of this small town girl .

I put my blog address on FB . Hope that mr.gentleman won’t discover it . Very embarassing lo if he read this post .

But then , if he somehow discovers this place .. ermmm … Mr.Senior , you are very gentleman .

Eh , single guys out there, all must learn from him ( kao lui technic ) . =D

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I met an engineer in the the lift the other day when i was on my way up to my unit . Our conversation started only when he was about to reach his level , which was the 18th floor .

He initiated the conversation by asking me if I was a medical student from IMU , and which year i was in . Seeing that he was friendly and did not show any signs of pervertness , i reciprocated his questions .

After a while , he was talking to me about how he completed engineering school faster than others . He told me that he finished his course faster because when others were happily enjoying their holidays , he and a bunch of his friends were ahead others , studying to pass the next semester of studies under a professor who tutored them .

He suggested I do the same . Upon those words , I was thunderstrucked . @#$%^& How was that possible for my case ?! Holidays are the only time the word “study” isn’t in my list of vocabulary . NO NO NO .

By the time we finished our conversation on academics , he was already on his floor and my index finger was on the ” open” button of the lift for 5 minutes . But after that , we continued talking about his life , where he stayed and bla bla … He even told me how he got cheated by a student who did not pay the rent .

Thankfully , our conversation did not last up to an hour . Otherwise , my index finger would have lost its function and remained bend for the rest of my life .

I found a new friend =]