Exactly My Point

did i not tell you so
good morning
oh yea...morning
what did you tell me yesterday?
about scheduled posts...
ah..how did you screw it?
when i wrote, i had mentally prepared to be dragged out by my brother for a drink. thanks to the tremor and the tsunami warning, not only did i not get my drink, but i ended up in the hospital with my grandmother and my brother took my keys fearing that i'd be crazy enough to go out and risk myself...
how's grandma?
she's fine, just under observation due to palpitation...but that's not the point. it's about writing for the future.
ok lah...you win..
thanks for the lunch later this afternoon...fuck! cops. call you back. a bus rammed into some house n there are cops.

I knew something of sort was bound to happen, never make predictions unless its well calculated and the risk factor is so little, almost negligible. 

Then again, even with a good confidence level, things can get screwed up. 

I'm glad nothing major happened after the quake yesterday and tsunami alert. I was napping when it happened and my grandmother woke me up. For a minute, dazed, I thought it was me and I only realized that it was a pretty bad tremor until one of her posters fell off the wall. In fact, I actually slept back after being woken up for the first time - so much for wanting to get my beauty sleep. I seriously have panda looking eyes now and no eye cream is helping.

After rushing my grandmother to the hospital due to the tremor and was being frantic as I so did not want to answer any questions to anyone about what had happened, I just quickly text-ed  a couple of close friends to make sure they or their families were safe. 

Shortly after, I was taken by surprise to receive a call from someone I never expected. It was nice to talk to him and the bugger has a very soothing and calming voice, which was much needed due to the drama at the A&E; reminded me of Jace though, they both have the similar way of talking with the same type of effect. 

Scheduled Post

Mid week break - awesome! I had no idea what the holiday was for, but a holiday is always a much needed day to pay for the accumulated sleep debt. The only debt that rises faster than the interest on your outstanding credit card bill. 

Apparently, Malaysia has a new king and the coronation is today, hence the holiday. I don't even know who was the last one and Ii'm not bothered to know who the current one is either. It makes no difference to my daily life in any way at all other that the additional public holiday which should have allowed me some extra sleep but instead, my friend called me out for breakfast. Don't you people ever get it, do not call me in the morning!

While eating we had the following conversation

you know the public holiday today is for what or not?

nope.. don't know, don't care..you just fucking spoilt my sleep. so, thanks for the breakfast

so, you really don't know...

nope

we have a new king, its the coronation today

what happened to the old one? evaporated?

idiot...they rotate every five years or so lah

oh really ah? eh, then if the king half way evaporates got any extra holiday or not??

not sure wor...maybe got lah

oh, so got 50-50 chance for a holiday lah...the new king young or old ah?

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Anyways, after getting the snare from him on me being so ignorant which somehow now seems to ring a bell like someone else had a similar conversation with me a couple of nights ago, but I'm not sure, I went on to rant to him about how my brother has been dragging me off almost every night until three in the morning and I've to wake up at six to go to work. I now officially have panda eyes. Grrrr...

Also, I was bitching about how I have not been having enough time to rant out in my space and that I feel bottled up.

why don't you use scheduled posts feature

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you can write up when you're free and schedule for it to be posted

=.='

were you not listening? I rant...how can I know today what is going to happen to me tomorrow?

oh...then too bad for you

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Whatever it is, I'm just happy for the extra day off and it gives me sometime to do my things and get my precious sleep.

And speaking of scheduled posts, this is on a schedule. I should be out enjoying wine with my brother and having the waiter try his luck one more time to pick me up, as this gets published.

Warming Up

This is serious shit - I've been told off late that I'm not as cold and mean as before towards many. In fact, most were surprised by how nice I was being with my extended family over my cousin's wedding reception. To be honest, I was surprised at myself for being nice to them ,and worse, I was not even having an ounce of alcohol in me to pass the blame over.

Today, I was being so nice to a bitch client at work. I don't know what is going wrong with me. I would never, under normal circumstances, be so nice to these people. Even my colleagues, who barely know me for more than a week have the wrong impression of me that I'm a very nice guy - a people's person. What the fuck?! Why am I sending out this message. 

This is just not correct. I am supposed to be the cold blooded heartless beast that doesn't give a rat's ass to anyone or anything. 

A string of people who don't know me have told me on my face this week that I'll make a very good boyfriend/husband and whomever I go out with is very lucky. Like seriously, what is wrong? Am I showing the act of kindness or has the world started revolving the wrong way. how could opening the door and closing it for someone or holding an umbrella make me a good person? The reason I don't want you to open or close my car door is because I'm afraid you'd bang it hard lah. And, why on earth would I let you carry an umbrella when you're shorter than me? Simple logic right?

Even the Mrs. called me earlier and after what felt like a forever conversation, he said that I'm a very nice person and that he's lucky to have known me. Arrgh...what's wrong with all these people. The Mayans prediction now somewhat feels to be coming true with either people are accepting the cold as warm or am I warming up. 

Dammit! I hate global warming.

Pleasant Surprise

I got a call from my sister earlier this afternoon saying that she wants to come over to my place for dinner. The call from her itself was a surprise as I don't normally expect to hear from her whenever she is back at my mother's place during the holidays. Glad, I told her okay and we'll do a take-in for dinner so we could spend more time at home and catch up. 

It was a good thing that I actually ran away from my grandmother's place yesterday to get some space from my brother who has been taking up all my time which has disabled me from ranting for such a long time that I've had so much pent up in me.

We were supposed to initially meet at my place at seven but since I was running late at work I told her to come later. That's when she told me that she wont be coming alone but instead with someone whom I'd for sure not want to miss seeing.

Sensing who would she be bringing, I hurried home after work to give my place a quick tidy up since I've not been home for almost three weeks now and knew that I have to order Domino's for dinner. 

Ordering was a bit of a drama as my coupons couldn't work and I had to call to their call center and we all know how things would normally end when calling call centers.

I ordered his favourite pepperoni pizza and drummets and was eagerly waiting for my sister calling me asking to    fetch her up from the security post. And, as I was expecting, her call came the same time the delivery guy called me to get him access to my unit as well for the delivery. And living in Penang, I no longer get plastic bags with almost everything I buy -not complaining though, despite the certain inconveniences- so there was no way I could take delivery of dinner of the lobby of my place, but instead had to walk the dude back to my unit and take delivery.

As I was going to the guard post to allow my sister to drive in, I saw my Bella again after a long while. Boy, did I miss her! She still look so subtly pretty yet aggressive when needed. 

The bigger joy came from seeing my Snoopster in the car. The look of anticipation and sheer innocence in his face got me tearing instantly. I miss my boo so much that no words can express how I felt when I saw him sitting in the front seat and looking out the window with the tilt of his head looking at me. The look on his face was indeed priceless.

After such a long period of time, I was again having dinner with him - feeding him, watching him sit on a seat and eat off a plate from the table and occasionally stealing something from my plate whenever I pretended to not look at him. Ice cream after dinner brought even more tears of joy to me as it reminded me of the days when I was still staying at my parents and how we'd use to dig into whatever ice cream that could be found at home in the middle of the night.

Shortly after a long dinner, my sister wanted to take leave else my mother would become a bitch about the whole thing. As all good things must come to an end, I had to say goodbye to my Snoopster and gave him a tight hug. 

There was so much I wanted to say to him and spend more time with him but I know it's something I would need to put in more effort to. There is so much in me that I want to express out now, but I just can't as I can't control the tears rolling. 

As I'm typing this, the only thing that is running in my head besides missing him is the number from Whitney Houston from the movie The Bodyguard entitled I Will Always Love you

Cruelty

I can't take this no more; today is the second day that I'm left at my happy place, but I can't do anything other than watch and imagine of all the potential fun that I could be having. This test is not warranted for me - its a test of patience and virtue.

I'm so tempted to just break free and run wild. Two fully days of admiring all the beauties and not being able to get close to them is so not fair. Tomorrow is another day. I should find someone that I can bribe to work my way in else I may just take my chances and prolly make the headlines tomorrow. Aaargh!

And I just got the quote to replace the tail lamps on my Suzi; that's another bomb. Time to make a few phone calls and take a drive down to KL...

Brain Fucked

Lack of sleep plus two nights of back to back of statistics and economics is just crazy. The information overload and trying to recall the elementary statistics that I studied a decade ago is crazy. The never ending assignments for my economics paper is really tying me down and the piling up of my statistics assignments is beginning to worry me. I need to allocate time to get this done and with my brother extending his stay simply equates to more nights being pulled out whilst adapting to a new work environment.

I'm so glad that it's mid term break next week; hoping that I'd find some time to complete all my pending task and also study for the upcoming mid term tests. The result from the first assignment was a majorly disappointing as not only was it last minute work but also since the bitch altered some of the answers. There is now some friction between me and my group-mate due to this. Working with women is so difficult! Grrrr.....

Adapting to the new work seems to be getting on pretty well thus far, I hope things remain the same if not better for a long period of time, or at least until I complete my studies for the moment.

Finally

All the drama is finally over, thankfully. I'm so exhausted from the all the pretending and fake smiles that I have to put throughout the week with all the extended family. I'm just so relieved that the wedding and the reception is over, it's a major sign of relief as I now hope to not see any of the faces that I don't want to see for a long time.

So much has happened over the last week and I've been so busy with so many unwanted events that by the end of the day, I'm just so tired to even rant that I simply fall asleep - never knew falling asleep could be that easy. 

I've gotten so much of alcohol in my blood stream that it feels being intoxicated 24/7. Thankfully I resigned my job so I wasn't much bothered about work and that helped keep my sanity in place for a bit as it was my only avenue to be away from everyone. Seeing all those unwanted faces daily, being dragged out by my brother almost every night til the wee hours is just too much to handle. The lack of sleep has gotten me a set of eye bags that I'm looking like a panda.

The reception last night was crazy, especially since I had to dress up formally and ended up looking like a monkey for a good six hours to the least. And to make matters worse, my stupid brother had to get stuck somewhere in Gurney and I had to search for him in the mall walking up and down while the idiot couldn't just stay idle in a spot. 

The only consolation for the night was the after party where I had two nice bottles of wine all for myself which I can't remember the brand now and some very interesting conversation with a couple of prominent figures who are like, twice my age. Gosh!

And, I realized that I'm unemployed when I woke up this morning and I somehow feel nice. Did some early afternoon shopping - got me a new phone as I somehow still had my previous one in my jeans and that went for a wash in the machine. Like how the fuck could I be so careless!

Having the house all for myself is something that I've been craving for as well since I've been pretty much stuck at my grandmother's house since my brother came down. It's time to enjoy the peace and continue watching my serial