So, I decided to stay because I like Vox. It's simple. But certain posts will now be private :)
So on with the photos taken on Kakak's wedding. It was pretty last minute but fortunately, everything went well.
So kakak, congrats on your wedding with Daniel. Nanti adik pi Hawaii okeh (bila ada duit berkepul kepul, that is hahaha).
Anyway, the kids, kakak and Daniel are back in Hawaii. The whole thing was very emotional at the airport. Mak was really sad. Farhan cried and then that pretty much triggered everyone to tears, including me ;( If only the expenses to go there is cheaper. Haih. I miss them already. Tapi takpa, maksu kumpui duit nanti maksu pi ziarah okeh Emir, Farhan and Ejat :D
Ok bye bye.
I think it may be time for me to close this account and move on to another one. I've been using this one for a few years already, so yeah. Still thinking about it though.
This sucks.
I guess I should be optimistic, but it's hard. I know that's dramatic, but guess what folks, I don't have THAT much to be really excited about.
I remember talking to one of my best friends at the end of 2008, and she said to me, "2009 is going to be a big year for you, I just know it."
Surprise. It wasn't. I moved out with a friend, she moved, I moved back to my mom's. I re-upped at school, again. I guess I am that bored. (Although, I really do want to teach.) And I was broken up with severely, by the man I thought I was going to marry. Wow. Rough.
I was just talking to another of my best friends a couple weeks ago who (without knowing what the other friend said) predicted that "next year is going to be a big year for you."
Well, shit. I sure hope so.
All I want for X-Mas this year is a cheque for $30 Million, and Sarah Silverman on my arm. Make it so!
(Aside from being a window into my dearest day-dreams, this is also a still from a new movie starring Steve Buscemi, called Saint John of Las Vegas. Apparently it has already appeared at several film festivals and is scheduled to hit American theaters on January 29th, in limited release)
I did it though. I got out and moved for 20 minutes or so. I went back inside, swaddled myself in fleece and thick striped socks and laid back on the couch to watch re-runs of law & order (they are always on, that and golden girls but I dont watch them, really I dont, okay maybe once in a while...)
*I wasted several weeks when I should have been making soap for christmas. Now I am rushed, I have been making a batch a day to have them cured in time for christmas. In fact a couple wont be good until two days after christmas. Ooops. Now I cant lay my head on the couch and watch
I only have one more batch to go, mint will be made tomorrow. Then I can get all those pots and pans and molds and cooler and oils in the garage again. They are crowding my kitchen.
*It is so cold. Frosty mornings. I want to go take pictures, but it is so cold out there. I have not been taking very many pictures lately. I just have not felt the motivation.
*while bringing in a load of wood for the wood stove I cracked my knee on the door frame. It is so dark blue now. I cursed a blue streak (what exactly is a blue streak?). This happened two days ago and even now it is throbbing. I really smashed it. A few weeks ago I stubbed my toe on one of those strips the put in the doorways to separate carpet from wood floor or in my case wood floor from linoleum (I know it is really vinyl, but I love the word linoleum). Well I managed to stub it so hard that it bruised me under the nail, it looked like it bent the nail back. Strange thing is that I have NO idea how that could even be possible. Seriously, how does one bend a toenail back on something that cannot grab your nail? I cried a little and cursed another blue streak. This happened weeks ago and it is still a little tender.
*Mr. L said he will hook up the Wii tonight. I am excited about this.
*pandora has now played 6 Beatles songs, 4 radiohead, and
*I am going to make an eye appointment soon. My sight has become rather bad lately. It is time for Lavender to get glasses. I want some cool, hip, retro, cat eye style frames. I hope I can find some that fit my personality and style and face. I also hope the three spots I have been seeing for quite some time are no big deal. one is starting to bother me when I read. I am scared.
*Just got the mail. I hate it when junk mail reads "This is NOT Junk Mail". Liar!
*I think I am going to go heat up some apple cider and cozy up on the couch and watch some
Since I have had nothing to say lately I will post this...
http://rescuemarriage.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/chains_of_love_t-shirt.gif
I started a Dating LA Tumblr. I don't need another blog, but I think it will motivate me to post a different kind of Dating LA content; more generalized about love and dating, and not as specific to my own dating experiences which I'll keep to this blog.
I HATE MY JOB!!!!!
Why the hell do I still work there!? DAMMIT!!!!!
Mu boss is a total bitch! She's an evil dwarf!!! I seriously think about 'FATALITY' endings from Mortal Kombat every time she talks to me!!!
She told me I should change my fucking hair colour to BLOND, says it's all I need to get a boyfriend! WHAT. THE. FUCK! Simply inspirational my wise boss, now I REALLY wanna be just like you!!!
Just because she could be my mother (*vomit*) she thinks she can tell me anything; I am tired of working in an office filled with menopausic women! why don't they turn on one another, eat their heads off? This sucks I'm the only 20-something around the rest are grandmas and/or sexually frustrated women in their late 40s and 50s, that are always telling perverted stuff from their marriages, I am seriously scarred.
Anyway back to more specifics about why I hate my job:
tells me not to print out a manual because it's expensive;
FINE I FUCKING post it in the webpage and send out an e-mail selling it like effen infomercials to people that are supposed to read the manual, now today she squeals at me: "Why don't you just print it put!? Seriously Sandy (*enter sigh*, -fucking melodramatic harpy!-) Why didn't you just print it out? I worry about you, we really have to set a date for your professional performance evaluation."
Is she playing mind games with me? and right after she says this to me, asks me if I want to join her for lunch!!! MAn what a crazy uber bitch! Why would I be hungry? Why would I wanna eat with her!! GRRRR needless to say I just answered I had a manual to set up for mass printing.
I'm already sending out resumes, because I refuse to go crazy before I'm like 68 or something,cuz that's when I'll paint my hair neon green and put rock songs from when I was a teenager blasting from my stereo; coolest weird old lady from the block EVERRRR! Now THAT is a life plan dammmit!
I'm done for today, still seething over that whole paint my hair shit! I WILL NOT BE HER MINI ME DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!
It's only MONDAY MAN!!!!!
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Dear Santa,
I've been an average human being, for Christmas please send me to a place where I can learn that work isn't the 7th ring from hell.
Hugs,
Sandy