Yesterday at around 9.15am I was robbed. I was robbed right around 10m away from my house, just around the corner of my house. Luckily I was with my younger sister and another friend else I would have lost something more than just a handphone. Yes, I lost my pass-me-down handphone, Sony Ericsson W950, 3Mp camera. I was robbed at Jalan Undan 5, Taman Perling, JB.

I have never felt so cheated and frustrated in  all my life. I did try to run after his Honda Ex5 but the bloody idiot was too fast for my short legs. I did made a police report and the police officers had immediately contacted all their patrol cars. In Malaysia, snatch thief or Ragut/ Samun in the local language is a very serious offence. So I wasn’t surprised to find the roads littered with patrol cars and some stopping suspicious looking vehicles by the road shoulder.

The idiot ( I had thought a better foul name to use on him but since this is a public blog..) is in his 30s, Chinese man, skinny with a a deformed lips and front teeth. He used a false plate number JEM 603, dark blue Honda ex5 with his right handle bars broken. He was wearing a red collar shirt, a pair of worn black bermudas and a pair of black Everlast shoes. He should have been in Perling still at 9.30am yesterday.

If anyone had seen that monkey, please..please tell me so I can make him into putty and then  hand him over to the police. I really would love to see his bloody face imprinted on my helmet.

I’m having a headache, a slight fever and more headache. My favourite and latest design safety glasses have broken into two. It has a 100% UV protection, can be used for welding and its polarised!!! Now its broken… No doubt I got the pair last year but that was my baby!

I wore it everywhere and even to my meetings since it becomes a handy head scarf whenever I couldn’t find my clips. My poor baby had been through thick and thin (layers of dust gotten from dusty areas) together with me. Now.. RIP Rip Into Pieces.

Haiz.. Now I got to find a new pair. Time to go shopping again… Haiz…

Not really sure what is happening to me but I’ve realised that I have not been having a decent 6hrs of sleep per day. I usually went into my room to sleep at 11pm latest but in the end manage to shut my brain at 12++am. I would be awake by 5.30am and sometimes as early as 3am and then wait torturously for the night to slip by.

I had avoided all forms of caffeine a few hours before bed time and even drank chamomile tea to sleep peacefully. Too bad it doesn’t work on me. I have been browsing the pharmacies for the best over the counter sleep aid but didn’t get any. I don’t like putting synthetic chemicals in my system even if it aids me.

So in the end I have decided to exhaust myself both physically and mentally until my system rings the alarms bell. Really need some good rest.

It is one of the days when everything I do comes back spitting out at me. I kept losing all my pens no matter how many times I have searched for them and got new ones, they still went missing after a few days. I have feeling that my pens have small hair like legs and crawls around the house when everyone is asleep.

My monthly backaches has come to avenge itself by pounding my pain meter to 100%. Everything I eat tasted bland and I yesterday I found out that my uncle had an accident that left him with broken leg, accident wounds and warded in the ICU for a few hours.

The students whom I have been tutoring had a nice wake up call least week when they sat for my mock exam papers. I took the past year papers for SPM and PMR and gave them each their respective papers. The result was disastrous. None of them passed and realised that they have been sleeping for a long time and if it still continues, they will never pass their exams.

Which was why I came up with a new regimental routine for their self studies that involves in daily revision of every chapters from Form 1 and loading them up with mountains of homework. It is about time they realise that homework = revision = passing the exams with flying colors.

I have also embarrassingly found out that benzoyl peroxide is actually Oxy Acne Remover. I had a tough time trying to find what the product was until I read the large fonts underneath the Oxy brand on the front of the box. I had wanted to purchase benzoyl peroxide from acnescarremoval.org for my younger sister since she has a bad case of teenage hormonal changes.

But ever since I found out that Benzoyl Peroxide is Oxy, I can just head to any pharmacies or Watsons and get the acne cream.

And by the way, Jom Heboh Malaysia is opening this Saturday at Danga Bay. Is anyone attending? I’m not sure since the jam would be massive and I am not going to get caught in the jam that will result in spending lots of time in the bus more than shopping at Jom Heboh.

I know it’s been a very long time since I last updated my blog. Had been a very busy and fruitful week. Just to recap what had happened this whole week would take a few hours but I am going to express my unsatisfied feelings when I went for the JobsDB.com, career fair expo, in Singapore Suntec City.

It looked so catchy and grand on the advertisement but when I went there, it was a total disappointment. I was the lucky early bird batch that manage to reach there at 10.15am on Friday. It was open from 10am to 7pm. By the time I reached there, the human que for registration and getting our green cards with our bar code ID was very long. I’m going to rant and about that particular subject later in the post.

Then went I reach the hall, I was staggered to find that almost half of the hall was used up by education fair. There was ample space for more booths to open and thus, allow jobseekers to apply for more jobs. One quarter of the hall was used up by the insurance and house agent, trying to get people to be their own boss by selling life insurance and properties.

Lets see.. If I can remember my count correctly, there was a total of 5 jobs seeking agent companies that were present and here is the best catch, YOU CAN APPLY FOR ALL THE JOBS IN THE CAREER EXPO ON THE INTERNET ITSELF. I was fuming by the time I was at the end of the booths.

If I had known that I could just apply the jobs online, I would just as well not attend the whole event. I was expecting that at least there was a series of direct employers who would do spontaneous job interviews like what I used to attend. Unfortunately, you can just apply everything online.

The green card was supposed to be our ID. We could just use the card to scan our ID and upload our resume to the jobs that we want to. We can find the scanners in all the employers booth and at the end of the hall. The ques were very long for each future employers booth. For those who have not completed their resume uploads online a few days prior to the fair, they have to head to a section of the hall where there are PCs to complete all your resumes uploading. They can upload the soft copy online and I shudder to think if there was a virus infected thumbdrive.

By the time it was noon, I had a wide collection of free goodies, brochures of education institutes and 2 flyers of future job prospect which I can find online.

In the end, I wasted more time online jobseeking than interacting with future employers. Waste of time JobsDB!!!

The eye bags around my eyes are real evidence to my unfitful sleep. I’m not sure how I had it, but by 10.30pm, I was ruling the toilet bowl with my retchings. The tummy upset was very upsetting and caused bad muscle cramps on my tummy which I’m very susceptible to.

There goes my dinner and my milk tea combo. I’m really not sure what I ate to cause such an upset to my stomach. I ate whatever was served to me by mom, whatever my family ate, I eat it too. Strange how none of them were affected by whatever that ails me.

The stomach upset made me lose my sleep since I had to constantly wake up and empty the contents or whatever was left in my stomach. The funny thing was, during the day, I was as fit as a fiddle but at 10.30pm exactly, my stomach turned into twists.

As a matter of fact, I could still feel my stomach clenching and unclenching itself due to the aftermath of last night. I’m not going to risk anymore emptying of stomach contents, so I’m happily taking in my pills that relieves stomach upset and crams. I always have those pills in my storage as repeated events of these happens to me quite often.

Anyway I was reading the auto insurance quotes given to me by an insurance agent in Kangkar Tebrau. She’s the one of the rare ones that gives insurance to old cars like mine and with good rates too.

I’m getting sleepy.. I think I’ll catch with my loss of sleep now. See ya later!

I need a new set of office wear clothing and new shoes!!! I know I’ve been slacking off on my office clothes but I didn’t realise the severity of it until a few days ago. Now I’m stuck with the chore of clothes shopping. I don’t mind shoe shopping since it’s very easy to me but office wear shopping… ugh! That is one thing that I’m terrible at.

I prefer my clothes to be colourful and have a slight taste of life and essence in it. So if I have to choose a black suit with whatever stripes to a simple batik prints sundress, I’d gladly take the sundress. However the blouse from Free People, its a brand name, found below does look nice, at least it’s not a funeral procession all-black design. (>”<)

And what in the world is the problem with shoe makers these days? All the covered toes shoes are either strangling my poor toes or trying to chop it off. It is more horrifying when the shoes start to bite on my heels and cut off my blood circulation. Whatever happen to comfortable comfort shoes?

Are Crocodiles, Scholl, Alan Deon, Americaya, Hush Puppies and that other well known brand that I can’t remember, the only ones who make shoes for the OUCHY-FEET people like me?

I am seriously thinking that shoes makers are trying to cut off our feet and make feet mannequins out of it.

Dad is in hospital for suspect of partial stroke. It looked that way to me since his whole left side of the face is paralysed. Had a slight panic during the first 36hrs of the incident and was nagged by my family GP to send him to the hospital before the crucial 48hrs of full stroke to take place.

You can just imagine how panicked and stressed out I was. Previously, it had happened before but after 24 hrs and a through traditional massage, the partial stroke was gone. That was 10yrs back. Now it relapsed again.

So now he is warded in the hospital after I send him to Changi General Hospital. He is warded at ward 49, bed 10. Currently I’ve gotten news from the doctor that his case was just an overlap of nerves but they are not taking it for granted and has warded him for a through check up.

 Now I am waiting the doctor’s verdict whether he needs the CAT Scan or not and the MRI. Dad just called up to inform us of the news and I’m going to visit him again later in the day. Not sure if I will be heading back to JB today but highest possibility I need to as there are a few things for me to settle. Currently I’m lodging at my sister’s place in Singapore.

Will update about news of Dad later.

It’s getting quite tiring being the Miss Smiley when everything that revolves around me is not the that cheery. I’m really getting a bit frustrated at what some people had thought of me, always thinking that I’m the evil person here.

Well hello, say and do what you guys want to do. I don’t give a twit about it. I will always keep a tight hold on the motto that my beloved grandma used to say, “Whatever you do, people will always talk. So let them talk until they die from it. And if you think you’re in such a bad condition, look further, there is someone else who is in even worse position than you.”

So in other words, don’t keep pestering me with so many problems or one day I might blow up. By then, I don’t care what will happen. I hate to always be the punching bag, the Smiling one while being pressured by some idiots. I have my limits and no way I will let someone overpower me like that.

I am not perfect, I am not rich. But I have my limits. You know who you are, so stop it or else.

I’m still cleaning up and busy rearranging what is left of my other messy items from my moving. There are loads of things to throw, which I had conveniently forgotten to before moving over. I’m a lazy person by nature when it comes to throwing nostalgic things.

I’ve found quite an interesting set of things while cleaning and moving around. Some of them are my eldest brother’s Coca Cola set (I’m itching to throw them brother…), my old currency notes collection, stamp books, sticker books and a few empty bottles of weightloss pills which I use to store all my coins in.

Quite amazing what these major clean ups can really do. I manage to throw all the necessary things, find my lost items and search for now-missing-tools. I’ve still yet to complete rearranging a place for my dad’s tools. That’s a mess I’d wrestle on Sunday. I need extra help on that, anyone interested?

Oh yeah, I’ve just been informed that Zackire.com would most probably go offline or get suspended momentarily for the next few days or weeks depending on how fast my eldest brother can clear up my bill for me. I’m broke, real MAJOR BROKE now to pay up for my renewal of site. Used too much of my funds for the moving house.

Haiz…