ROFLMAO

Was on MSN with Jacqueline some nights ago. We were talking bout something hilarious and I replied her with this;

ROFLMAO.

And she said I swore. -____-''

J : Oh, since when are you so vulgar. I thought you don't swear, don't curse wan.

E : Huh? Since when did I swear? (Confused)

J : You just said LMAO. Isn't that a bad word in Hokkien?

E : LOL. Goodness gracious me. It's far from a bad word. Slack la you.

J : Then, what is it?

E : ROFLMAO = Roll On Floor Laughing My Ass Offfffff. LOL.

J : Ohhhhhh....Got the word Ass mah..So, it's still vulgar lor (trying her best-est to redeem her dignity)

I almost died laughing.

Shaping Up!!

Recently, I re-activated my gym membership, thanks to the never ending lectures from my older younger brother.

"You MUST not quit gym. You know it too right? You put on weight easily with every extra mouthful...bla bla bla..."

='=

I felt so discouraged at first, ready to accept the fact that I'm always on the chubbier side. But, now I frequent the gym almost every day of the week, following the trainings that I found from the web, diligently. And eating properly. So far lehhhhh, I can see some results. Not only me. My mom noticed it too. And she has eyes sharper than those of hawks.

Oh, about the eating part, I have to break my three main, big meals into six or seven smaller meals, eating every three hours, even though when I'm not hungry. But, you know me. I'm always hungry. Hehehe.

 The best part bout this diet is that I get to have cheat meals. Or rather a cheat meal. One meal, once a week. In this cheat meal (preferably in the morning or afternoon or even better, after gym!), I get to eat whatever I want. I get to stuff myself silly in the face. I get to gobble up everything till I can't even walk. Or breathe. But, it's only ONE meal. Once a week. You may think that if I do that, my one whole week's effort of dieting will go to waste. The shocking truth is, I lose weight even faster that way. Shocking, huh? But, it's true. Embrace it.

So, hopefully I can stick to this for long and see better results before I go into the anabolic diet my brother recommends me. I've read bout it and the anabolic diet seems tricky. Now, it's time to sign off for my stomach's making music already.

Chop chop!

Head or Heart?

Ok. I tried this just out of boredome. I have a lot of time to spare anyway. It's a quiz taken from a friend's blog. And here's the results:-

You Follow Your Head

You're rational, collected, and logical.

Generally, it takes you quite a while to fall in love.

In fact, you've even been accused of being very picky.

While you're cool, you're not ice cold.

You just know what you want, and don't mind waiting to get it.

anger Management

Ever felt like killing someone? Ever felt like strangling someone? Ever felt like venting all of your frustration at someone? Ever felt like bashing someone up?

Yeah, that's what I'm feeling right now. Grrrrr....

I really gotta stop painting my blog with dark, emo posts.

Feel like getting my hands on this someone. *spat*

Bla Bla Bla.....Bah

It's 1:30 in the morning. Knowing that tomorrow I will regret not sleeping early, I decided to blog to ease some burdens off my chest, lest I suffocate to death.

Lately, I have a lot in my mind that I feared I'm bout to lose my sanity. And everyday, I dread going to work. My performance at work is going downhill. I just lost the Oomph to work. 

Just now as I lay in bed, listening to cheesy sentimental songs, I looked back at my life where I used to be energetic, hardworking, always pushing myself to the limit, persevere through "sleets and sleets of heavy rain and hail storms" and coming out half dead but alive, optimistic, etc etc etc. You get the picture. My assignments and reports always, if not, most of the time, came out top. Yet, now, writing a simple report seem to sap whatever little energy and life left in me. My mind automatically shuts down whenever I start writing a report. I will sit in front of my computer, fingers at the ready over my keyboard, but nothing came out. This has happen countless times.

Not only that, I just don't seem to want to do anything anymore. Going out seems to tire me easily. I turned down whatever outing my friends invited me to go. Even outings like going to the mamak for a chit-chat session. I just turned them all down. It's as though I'm floating through every day. Lost in transition. Can't find my footing.

I know not what to do with this "illness" of mine. No doctor could cure it I guess. And it's extremely frustrating to work in an environment where whatever you do earns you a good ticking off from your boss. That stupid bastard. That's probably one of the reasons why I slack at work, though I'm not gonna put the blame solely on that asshole him. 

With all this problems, I'm beginning to turn to food for comfort. Yes, I'm starting to binge again. Shit.

*Sighhhhhhhhh* 

I hope to return to my bubbly old self. Perhaps, the one thing I gotta do first is to stop listening to cheesy sentimental songs. They probably contribute to my being in a yo-yo state. Hence, this post. 

*shakes head*

I think I had better stop. It's late and I'm working tomorrow. Hope to have a great week ahead. Goodnight everyone.

Just Not My Day

Yesterday was really not my day. Everything seemed to go wrong from the time Dato' came over to my site for a visit. Everything seemed to spiral downwards. Even a light sneeze would earn you a death stare from Dato'. Serious.

And to add insult to injury, I'm now down with flu. Quite bad actually. Been sneezing my head off.

Haih. A student's life is a bliss. I miss my time as a student. Working life sucks big time.

Busy Me

Last week was a busy week for me. I was practically out every single day of the week. It was tiring, but fun.

One of the most tiring day was Saturday, where I went to Matta Fair after work to scout for cheap air tickets to London/Manchester, but could find none. It wasn't really that cheap. Maybe promos to other places were much cheaper. The trip to PWTC where the fair was held wasn't exactly err...fun. It was jam-packed with people!! I couldn't even walk two steps without stepping on somebody's toes or hitting somebody in the face. I really regretted going. I always tend to avoid crowded areas.

Then yesterday after work, I went up to Genting Highlands to meet my parents. I would have left for Genting right after lunch had there been no visit by one of the CEOs of my company. And the visit turned out to be really ugly, which, to cut the long story short, cut short my time with my parents as I had to rush down from Genting back to office for a meeting the next day, which was eventually cancelled! ='=

Haih... I need a break. Real soon.

Aghast!

I woke up with six pimples on my right cheek, two on my forehead, one of the bridge of my nose, and a huge one on my upper left cheek. Altogether...*counting*...ten pimples on my face! TEN! Can you believe it! I never had that many before. What happened now? And these pimples have been there for the past two weeks. And not showing any signs of going away!!

Crap! My face! Ishhh.... I don't want to be, quote, "taking care of my face like diamonds". Haihhh... I think it must be the hot weather. And me not drinking enough water. Hence, today, I brought my big water bottle along and drank as though there's no water tomorrow.

Hopefully, the pimples will all go away.... T_T

To Go or Not To Go

My project here in KL's bout to wrap up. Now, I'm in a dilemma. There's one opening back in Penang, specially reserved for me (long story on why it's specially reserved for me). However, I'm not so sure if I wanna go back to Penang. There are pros and cons. Let's weigh 'em.

Pros :

1. 
   
   There's no need to pay rent. Extra income for me =)
2. 
   
   I get to on the air-cond whenever the weather gets too hot.
3. 
   
   Penang has great food.
4. 
   
   No need to travel far in Penang. It's a small island.

Cons :

1. 
   
   If I'm in Penang, there will be too much pampering, which I don't like.
2. 
   
   In Penang, I have curfews. In KL, I get to roam around as and when I like, without any curfews.
3. 
   
   If I'm in Penang, my parents will be, ''you had better do this, you had better do that,''. In KL, I get to make decisions on my own, be it wise or stupid.
4. 
   
   I have a near total control of my life if I stay in KL than if I'm in Penang.

Soooooo, how?