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Went to the national stadium to watch the finale. Didn't get to take a picture with Jordan. Mardsua made me lost a bet. Had a lot to say about the matches but I'll be updating from tumblr. I'll still be on wp for my book reviews and another blog  for artsy fartsy stuff. It's much easier tweeting everything but since I'm a Virgo and a woman, I have a lot to say and they're always right, so I need to spew them out so dumb people can learn.

Going semi permanently to tumblr again. Since I post to blogger using my phone and it can't be customize the way I like it, might as well use tumblr. Blogpost will be on hiatus until it creates an app that I like. I'm very fussy about personalization. It bogs the mind why people plagiarize me to the point of being pathetic.

Frau

Papa passed away. Jazz is climbing everything.

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☭ monophonic taxi ; I am legion.

So, right, last Thursday we went to Maison to get our Bacardi, we went there Saturday previously to celebrate my sisters birthday since her friends did nothing for her. They can't even bring her anywhere until she had to use the smelly lrt to go around. Nice friends, eh. But she feigned headache so we went without her. Very grateful right? I don't know what to do anymore since my husband was pissed off over the rempit thing and now this. I told her specifically not to bring the rempit to Joe's mum's room and she said yes but she lied to me. How can I trust her anymore? What's so exciting in bringing a rempit who has a tudung girlfriend into a room that's not even hers in a house that's also not even hers? Then my husband noticed she updated her status saying she's going out but she's not. Why would she lie to her own friends? Does she think by pretending to have a life on facebook makes her cool? I go out everyday and it bores me. Once I told her we should speak in Sarawakian Malay but she said no because she's used to talk in peninsular Malay. How can she adapt anywhere if she can't even do it linguistically? Now her moodswings are still on the down low because she hasn't moved on from her ex yet. My husband said the best way to get over exes is not by getting attached to a rebound because if it goes wrong she would be more down. How can I redeem her self eteem when my husband thinks she's a pathetic wannabe. I tried to let her have fun once in a while but since her favorite thing to do is sit and judge people (as if she's god) or eat at McD (WOW) what am I supposed to do? Is it not enough that she's a hypocrite who only remembers her god when she's in trouble? What do these people think really, that by saying Ya Allah, their god will forgive their sin and help them? All the things I do, I did it myself, no god helped me. Here I am still alive and kicking with things always going exactly the way I want it. I don't need god.

It's very awkward when Chinese salesperson talk their language to me. I would say "Sorry I'm not Chinese" instead of "Sorry I don't speak Chinese" because if I say the latter they will speak jinjang Manglish to me. Some who are less blunt asked me outright whether I'm Chinese or Malay. Of course I say neither. Even the Sarawakian girl in my office think I'm mix, when I told her I'm Melanau she had the 'duh of course' look on her face. I mean come the fuck on, it's obvious I don't look like either one. Even Herr J noticed it when we went out. Also the Seed bags were not on sale anymore so I bought a Charles & Keith. Oh also, S's cousin works as a bouncer at the AHR, so he said meleis will go to Space and Chinese will go to Maison. We said nobody at Maison told us to go to Space then F said maybe it was because of me. We went to Space anyway after that..

The wc qualifying match was hilarious. I had a bet so I supported Singapore (they won). The stadium was filled to the brim with meleis. To make it clearer that they're kam, they chanted loser to Singapore players and booed their national anthem. How ignorantly impolite is that eh? They got it in they face when they lost. Being kam is not where you come from, it's your behavior. I've seen born and bred KLites who behaved like someone who came from Kapit. And I've seen a girl from Kapit who behave better than them. All in the office. Why can't people just be themselves? Just behave properly and everything will be fine, no one will care where you're from. Everyone knows I'm from a small town in Sarawak because I told them to and usually they're surprised because I live like I've been here all my life. I can even live in Siberia and not get culture shock, solely because I'm not narrow minded.

The gods made me a mean bitch for a reason, to help people in denial to wake the fuck up, god will not be there to help you. I tried to be nice but everyone took it for granted and lied to me. Why should I be nice to ungrateful people?

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☭ monophonic taxi ; all the people at my workplace has no taste in music.

I haven't been online for the longest time. I've been busy working. My mom is here to take care of Baby Jazz and my sister is here to work since she didn't want to be confined in the hellhole with dad almighty. He almost didn't let her come here for her 4 months break because he's scared she'd end up like me. Did he take a good look at her and the way she's dress. If she's working at my company they will call her kam. Luckily she got a job at mydin as a cashier (OF ALL PLACES OMG). I'd rather sleep at home than work in a dump like that. I've been living without my parents since I was 13. I've seen the world and I never got culture shock like she did when she was studying in Kuching. Having a child out of wedlock is nothing in this world, but to kampung people like them, IT'S A SIN. He shouldn't worry, if I'm a guy, I wouldn't fuck her even if she pays me, but apparently a rempit got to fuck her by only giving her a few mcD's (Herr J was so angry he said it wouldn't matter if he fenced the house since spirits can still come in. He told me to tell her he didn't care if she fucks a rempit if they're doing it at those cheap rm70 motels. but I doubt the rempit can afford it). Oh what to do, it's not god's fault she's attracted to those kinds. I wouldn't even date anyone who owns a kelisa or a kancil. I was blonde in my previous life so, I can't stand the heat in this country. I must've been a dictator also, because I

Baby J is healthy etc. My mom bought a lot of things for him. Stroller, play mats those ball pool thing and clothes and everything. All the money came from my dad who had to work to feed his wife and three (now 4 including my husband) and baby J. What does my husband do? Borrowing money from other people then steal my money to pay them back. So this year I'm not going to save one cent. I'll do what I want with my dad's money and he'll have to starve like I did. But it's amazing how I seem to find money in my purse. I must've not spend enough. Or some god must've love me or something.

Getting my BB tomorrow. Or today. When I should've gotten it last year.

Oh there's a lady roaming around my housing. Herr J says she's okay but there's one evil shit came to the house the other week (when the rempit came). Dogs howled when they don't even bother howling at strangers before. I told her she can talk with him downstairs, but god knows why she invited him upstairs. Oh Herr J was pissed off because it's his mother's room and there's a yassin near the bed. I was sleepy but he drag me up and down checking the ghost.

Me? I don't care about lesser people. I should learn how to be selfish like Herr J. He had fun all last year and now he complains he tires when he works. He deserves it.He will only stop being a burden to me and his family when he dies. His friends? Oh they all think he's rich. He has money but he spend it all on himself and all his freeloaders friends. His family? Nah, his mom can feed him and my dad can feed me. It was like he never listened to what that stupid ustaz said. Responsibility? Not in his dictionary. I have to pay for his meals and he eats like a pig. His prophet said to stop before full but he follows sunnah babi. His sister's ipad thingy got stolen and he called along for help, supposedly to make the thief give it back. He wasn't that anxious to find my atm card. Maybe because he's scared he'ss have stomachache until he gives it back (which it never)

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BABY SO PRECIOUS SO CUTE FUN FUN FUN. This was exactly the same reaction I had when I first watched the stupid video. Unbelievably shocked and mirth. Blame it on BBC News since that was where I found out about this atrocity that is Rebecca Black (I don't live on the Innnernet anymore, I'm a slowpoke but still I can't get my life back on track). Anyway, there's this unplugged video of her singing the song and it wasn't half bad. She might be off key and ugly as sin but the downfall of the music video lies in the overtly auto tuned vocals. I used to think only Hillary Duff needed that much help.

Baby Jazz slept for more or less 8 hours undisturbed tonight. His previous feed was at 4pm, and he just woke up at 12am. I LOVE YOU BABY.

And oh somebody "stole" my atm card and withdrawn all my money. I've completely lost my faith in any higher power, I mean I was agnostic, but now nope. I can be god too since I don't give a flying fuck about other people or anything. At least I'm not so egocentric that I'd think the world revolves around me and that people should worship me for everything they work hard for. Yes, thank me, not because I did anything to help you, but because I'm god, am entitled to it by power vested by myself upon myself, you see.

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☭ monophonic taxi ; biding my time until the time is right





I have a feeling that the vocalist deserves a better band. No offence to the emo guitarist but you're a fag. I had major hives breakage all over my body once I laid eyes on him. Never again.

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That does it. I will no longer tolerate blind faith in the future. If god wants me to worship him he has to make me happy. Firstly by giving back all the money his worshipers stole from me.

If I still find nothing in my bank, I can safely deduce, there is no god. After all, I've live happily without him for 25 years, why start believing now.

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Cheating worthless piece of shit gets to have 4k Gucci bags, ugly whores get engagement and wedding rings while I get NOTHING, get all my energy drained and my dowry money STOLEN from me. I can't even access my bank account through the internet because my husband tried to guess the password and failed because he doesn't know me as much as he thinks he does. He doesn't even know what kind of flowers I like because he never buy me flowers. My mouse is ugly. Not to mention I don't even have any portable reading device right now. He promised me a bb because he stole my money last year. I also need to buy either a Kindle, SReader or an iPad to be my ebooks.

I am so depressed I want to die. If he upset me one more time I will cut myself again. Life was more bearable when I cut myself.

Baby J is born 20th March. I went to HSB on Friday to get induced, WAITED WHOLE DAY WITHOUT DRINKING AND EATING BECAUSE MY HUSBAND DIDN'T WAIT FOR ME. Got back because they have no fucking bed. Went back on Saturday, got a bed quite fast. First dose of induce around 1pm. Pain started nearly 7pm. Contraction pain escalated 1am until 6am. My amniotic thingamajig burst at around 6am, got wheeled down to the labor room, writhing in indescribable pain until 1055am when Baby J popped out like an over sized turd. Then out came his placenta.

Stupid godforsaken nurse messed up my pussy stitches. Mine healed in 2weeks when it should be a week.

When my mum goes back to Soviet motherland I have to take care of baby 24/7 because his dadddy will wake up at 5pm, goes online, plays with him for awhile then goes out to work or whatever and will only come back home in the early mornings, play with baby then sleep. I will die.

My mother in law just got back from a trip to Seoul-Nami Island and one more place that I forgot. She got me The Faceshop stuff, facial cleaners, masks, collagen and whatnots.

I have no money.

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Baby J is going to pop out in a week or two!

The house upstairs kept moving heavy furniture and dropping marbles around! And footsteps! In the day time!

It's pretty sad to see a divine being like Calleigh Duscayne has frizzy hair on HD.

Abang Azad destroyed my psp mmc. An 8gb is rm160. He said a 4gb is enough. I'm not a gamer but I know 4gb isn't enough. It's like he's trying to replace a Honda with a Wira. Of course it has the same fucking purpose but it's not worth the same. How irresponsibly dumb is that.

I want a motherfucking Kindle. Now no one will borrow it, scratch it and destroy it and act like nothing happened because I'm the only one who reads for fun in this third world country. And there is no god because Amazon doesn't fucking ship it to this hellhole.

I'm so hungry for buns. And chips.

11march// Today is my due date according to the doctor. I'm scared that I won't feel my contraction because I'm too used to pain. I'm currently feeling fine and dandy watching AI with FIL. MIL went to bed after watching Athena: Goddess of War. The only K-drama I like is Full House.

I'm considering ipad but I'm scared that I won't like it because I'm a hardcore Sony fangirl and Steve Jobs steals souls.

I just realized that we'd need a babysitter if we ever want to go have a drink at bars or clubs ever again.

I also realize that I'm craving for Hoegaarden right now. AND CHOCOLATES AND PASTRIES

Am thinking of taking leave this semester since I only have 2 subjects left. So I can focus on BABYYYYYY and just destress myself. I haven't feel this depressed since forever. I must save money if I ever want something. Or need something, like food.

I must diet after I deliver. My usual weight is 38-40kg. My weight when I was 5months pregnant was the same as my non pregnant sister, 45kg. I'm sure I won't find it hard to starve since it's the only thing I've been doing since I met Herr J in 2009

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☭ monophonic taxi ; Shutter Island background sound

Just got back from Ikano's Teppanyaki. Then we got shaved ice from 100 yen shop. I'm living at my in laws at Kota Damansara until I deliver. All day I sleep. For the moment I can't watch tv because their astro beyond card is deactivated for unknown reasons.

So it's been a week that I listened to my FIL screaming at the customer service people several times a day. Actually the problem started since 3 months ago when they changed from astro max to astro beyond hd, the card didn't work, so the technician guy lent his card so we got like 2 months of all the channels. Then last week the technician came again to give back the original smartcard and life since then have been monochromatic. My FIL even suggested to them to either give him a new card or just give him a new account already because it's obviously the smartcards at fault. He yelled at almost all the csr people and their managers. Sometimes I pity them sometimes I think they deserve it because of the inaction.

Herr J dreamt of holding the baby twice already. I have baby check up on Monday. Baby healthy. Now people started to tell us to name the baby according to the birthday or whatever. I never knew this could be complicated. I thought we can just google a name with good meaning and it's done. Now I hear about how certain names can be heavy for the baby to carry.

Herr j wanted to go to icity but I think it's just an overrated crappy place.

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Very busy. Actually no I wasn't supposed to be this busy, but Herr J's habit of leaving everything to the last minute until it snowballed into a huge complicated problem is legendary. To this point we haven't done the mgtt, the baby checkup, pick up our marriage cert, attend a marriage course. Why? I don't know why. Mostly because he'd rather sleep and then go play lucky ball everyday. Another reason is because of the car. It couldn't be started, kept blowing up all the relays so Herr J kept buying new relays instead of taking a day off to take the car to a workshop. If the poor thing hasn't died, it would never see a repairman and it would never be fixed until.

Yesterday he went to the turf club then suddenly he said Maen wanted to go to Genting. I think he just didn't want Maen to know he's at the turf club because Maen never has money, especially for his friends. I had to go since he's wasting my money because people with common sense can see that it's useless for a pregnant woman to go there because all she gets is blistered feet. I hate going anywhere in Maen's car because it smell bad and it made all the road in Malaysia full with potholes. I don't know if it's because of the car's sucky suspension or because he don't know how to drive fast correctly. It doesn't really matter if we go using Herr J's car or other people because Herr J will pay for everything including meals. However it never occur to other people to do the same everytime they ask for favors from Herr J. They must've think that Herr J's car runs on saliva and that tolls and parkings and every kind of entrance ticket is given to Herr J for free from god. Then went to Pyramid. Also it doesn't matter if Herr J win or lose because he won't get money from the loser, however he pays when he loses. Nobody gave us any baby stuff. They must think it's free for us too. They kept asking money, giving stupid face to eat something stupid and overpriced while I, the pregnant wife starve. Herr J on the other hand spend money like he will die tomorrow and as if his parents will live forever. Before I met him, if the world falls into chaos and all the people I know are dead, I'd still survive. Herr J is the type of people who spend all his money on the first day of chaos and will die before he will see the end of it, and dragging other people down with him. The rent hasn't been paid yet and he will only pay the utility bills on the day it was cut off. Why am I the only one with common sense, and I'm unable to do anything about it because I hate to tell people what to do and nag at their lack of responsibility.

Was supposed to go to a wedding yesterday but couldn't since Herr J went to turf club. I'm going to end up like Marge with no friends because ALL her time, energy and money is devoted to irresponsible Homer. I'm not like his parasitic so called friends who tag along everywhere he goes because they won't have to pay for anything. How am I going to convince people we're already married for a year when I don't have a wedding ring, I don't even have an engagement ring. The nurses kept calling him my bf I guess because there's no ring on my finger. My account balance is 300, either my dad got alzheimer and forgot how much he banked in for me every month or Herr J stole my money again. It's always the latter. Had to change the password if not my baby will starve. Herr J never cared if I starve. He stole my dowry money. The money that is mine, I wonder if he goes to hell for this since the ustaz clearly state that the money is mine, not my dad's money that he kept stealing, the money is mine. My mother told me to buy a ring with it but I guess I can't afford it now. I really regretted didn't hide it away like I did all my savings. In the end it doesn't matter because he will beg for money from me to pay rent or bills anyway. February's rent hasn't been paid yet and since Herr J stole my money I guess he lost all his salary money playing snooker or gambling at the turf club. He now owes me 2810, not including all the rent and bills and food I paid since we met. I have to pay 3 times more to feed him than he paid for me because I'm not a pig I don't eat until I get full. Paid for food last night so now my bb & kindle savings is back to 0. I have to save every cent now because Herr J couldn't afford it even though he promised me a bb. It's not from the kindness of his heart, he used my money to pay off his betting debts, otherwise I'd already have it by last year. He would never change my phone line to his because that would mean he actually has to pay for all the calls he makes using my phone. I think if my dad falls dead right now Herr J couldn't call anyone to join him waste his money since he never even afford rm10 topup a week. I think he spend all his kindness, appreciativeness, sensitivity, thoughtfulness, romanticness, common sense and money to his ex, and now I get nothing as if I'm the one who ruined his life. If I hadn't met Herr J I'd be working, I'd have graduated, I'd gone for island vacations with my friends, I'd gone to Placebo and I can eat and buy all the things I want without asking for any extra money from my parents. I never owe anyone a cent in my life. People owe me money and favors. If they die I hope they go to hell because they took advantage of me. I don't have a life so that other people can have fun.

The kitchen is infested with flies again. I wonder how many years it will take for him to notice that and throw out the garbage. Sometimes I'm the only one in the world who felt the disappointment of boiling water for drinks only for it to disappear. My job is to do everything including laundry, dishes, even cleaning toilets and everything and boil water 24/7 and remind Herr J to throw out the trash. He only goes in the kitchen to open the fridge and drink water. Other people's job is to drink all the water without the courtesy of refilling it and leave dirty dishes all over the kitchen to help the spread of garbage maggots.

And what is this hoo haa about celebrating Valentine? If people have money to celebrate it then fine, why should they listen to narrow minded old fogeys who's holier than thou attitude think god mandated them to dictate other people's lives. If they don't have money then just stay at home and cry like me. I do it everyday in the shower anyways. Why can't they see it from another angle, like it's just an extra special day for lovers instead of focusing on the origins (which they got it wrong). If they really want to live in the past then please outlaw all the other 32894736529 thousands celebrations or ceremonies that meleis took from other cultures because it might break their thin faith in god. At the end of the day, the states with the worst youth are those from the supposedly religious states. Raping, molesting, sodomizing. When will these people understand that it's not what influence people to sin, but it's up to the person's strength to stop them from sinning. We Sarawakian are very laid back, we do everything, we mix with everyone regardless of race and religion. We may come from out in the backwoods but all of us assimilate better than peninsular backwood people, unlike them we don't get culture shock. Our faith won't get swayed just because we go to other people's place of prayers or read their holy books. If the religious people keep confining people to not do something, they will definitely do it. They should just trust people to celebrate and judge Valentine to make them see that it's pointless for themselves. That's how people grow, that's how people think. If this Don't do this don't do that shit keeps going, people will never learn to reason. By people I mean mindless sheeps.

I'm so stressed. I'm hungry but I can't eat since I have no money since I paid for his food yesterday. I've never been so miserable in my life. If there's a god he would make everyone who makes a pregnant woman shed a tear die in a horrible death in front of her eyes. People wonder why I don't smile when they should really think of how I manage to stay alive with people using me this way.

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☭ monophonic taxi ; He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna in a honky-tonk, down in Mexico. He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache, in a honky-tonk, down in Mexico

On Sunday helped (watched) Kak Shima with her catering work. Managed to eat her desert (a very sinful chocolate cake with rich chocolate icing, cut bite sized) and a chicken pie and a cream puff. Her clam chowder smelled so nice but I didn't get to taste it. Her husband got lost geographically and in communicado. I was sent to the party and waited hours in the rain because I was too embarrassed. People kept asking me when's the food going to come. Well how am I supposed to know. If I get lost I ask people. Their guests were all there and there was no food at all so the parents ordered Domino's. SO embarrassed, as if I was the tardy one. The food came an hour and a half late.

Then there was this fucking puppy jogging along the street with fucking bells on it's collar. One time it followed me and brushed against my leg and Abang Zubir just lol'ed from afar when I screamed like a banshee. Didn't get to eat the spaghetti or chicken or clam chowder with mashed potatoes because the neighbors took all the leftovers. I wasn't fazed, all I wanted was pastry. All I wanted was pastry. I said it again. ALL I WANTED WAS PASTRY.

Now I feel like eating caek. And tuna buns. PASTRIES PASTRIES PASTRIES. I think I got this sudden craving for pastries because of thinking too much over the excess sugar in my pee. I started to remember food I eat everyday before I fell into the money pit. Cookies. Chocolate. I used to eat ice cream everyday. EVERYDAY. ALL KINDS OF DESSERTS.

I fried some fritters. Herr J said it tasted like some snack his grandmother made. The one only she knew how to make, his aunties couldn't get the same taste or texture. Mine were noticeably n00b-ish of course, a few of it was hard as stone but as I learnt and the rest of it was okay for a first timer. I love it =)

The rent will go up in the middle of this year. I hope by then we'd found a good house. I want to post pictures but am too lazy to transfer it. Also I think my camera's memory card gone kaput. It's hard to transfer the pictures idk y. Blair is also sick. Now I can hardly read for an hour before the battery dies on me. So it's either a new psp or a Kindle. I'd rather have Kindle so that people won't be busybodies and play with it.

This is adorable! I searched for this version again because anon posted on fb the English version. Why doesn't Jewtube lets us customize the border? There is no border? Am I hallucinating due to lack of sucrose?

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☭ monophonic taxi ; How can I sleep with the annoying sound emitting every Friday afternoon? Have some tolerance, you terrorists.

I woke up with searing pain all over my body. Had to sleep sharing my comforter with Herr J because he gave his quilt for Maen without thinking that if biology is correct, Maen shouldn't have any problem getting warm. I even peed a little because of the difficulty to get out of bed. Why am I the one who has to suffer when he's the one who never think logically about other people except for himself?

Was to go get the glucose screening today but I don't know why Herr J said I don't have to. I ate chocolate because there's nothing else for me to drink. I've finished my milk and the maternity milk, and knowing Herr J, I don't know when I'll get to buy stuff for me. I have 0 money. My mother gave extra money since I'm pregnant and he went to buy just one pack of maternity milk worth 30 bucks and waste the 70 bucks change for gas and ciggies that I don't even get to smoke but he made me pay for it. I really regretted giving him a hundred.

Everything is supposed to be settled by this week, the marriage course, the marriage certificate and the glucose screening. Not to forget his car, he has to go bring it to the workshop because the wiring went kaput. It kept overloading the charges until all the colorful relay thingimajig got burnt. So in a random (mostly when we had important things to do) day, his car wouldn't start and he had to change the relay from the remaining good ones. Which means we can go without air conditioning or power windows or lights or all of it. The last time this happened we went without all of that and the radiator. So he said he wanted to bring it to a workshop. But it's been 6 days and he hasn't brought it yet because everytime I wake him up early in the morning he'd say he's scared it will take a long time to repair it. That's why I woke him up early, genius. Now he kept going around with the broken car knowing perfectly well that in doing so he will make it worse.

He never does things on time. It'll take days and weeks to get him to do important things. But if somebody asked him for a game of wasting money he'd drop everything and just go. I'm the one who has to save money everyday, buying cheap version of everything that I like or even say I don't want it just so we can have a roof over our head and food to eat. i'm pregnant and even I can control my craving, he eats as if he has money. If I don't save we can't pay the rent and bills and everything. He should be paying my phone bills now instead of my dad, I'd like to see him not wanting to call his friends just to talk anymore because he's going to pay 200 per month. He reloads his phone like once in a few months. Now I have to bake a cheese layer cake that I wont get to eat or earn money from. I do everything, he delivered it and he gets the money people pay for the cake. Where the money went to, a whole night's games of lucky ball should be able to finish it.

My whole body is in immense pain and I am very thirsty and terribly under duress. The only solution is to drink either coffee or tea. Guess what I'm having.

So I went to the kitchen right, and there's a pile of dishes waiting for me. SERIOUSLY. When these ungrateful assholes leave the dirty plates and mugs and cutleries around, who did they think will have to wash it? Do we have a maid? Do I have 3 lazy insensitive uncaring husbands? If I don't wash it, it will stink and if I do, they will never learn to pick up after themselves. Now I have extra minutes doing work for other people instead of resting and making sure my baby is well rested and okay. Thank so much for everyone's concern! I know all of them are stupid but they should know that I'm pregnant and I get tired/pain easily considering I have eaten nothing to replenish my energy. How hard is it for them to was one plate and one mug instead of leaving plates and mugs in the sink wishing their god will make it disappear? That's why I hate sharing my stuff, they used my fork and spoon and guess who will have to clean their dirty dishes when I want to use my own fork and spoon?

Now give me one reason why in hell I should stop smoking and start smiling.

Labels: Familie

☭ monophonic taxi ; you want to turn around, turn around for you

My organizer arrived last week, it's so cute! It came in a plastic casing so it wouldn't get dirty or scratched in my bag. I should buy this every year! I would love this too, because I'm anal about my finance but I have my acemoney software so I wouldn't need this. Need to know about shipping rates because the freaking organizer costs only 6600kwon! I paid like a gazillion times more!

I wanted a fresh change but in the end I reverted back to my old layout because it felt like something was missing. Pfft.

Am having severe nicotine withdrawal. I need my ciggies!!! I think it's better to just drastically limit my cig rather than give me quotas. The craving will be less painful. Talking about craving, yesterday I craved for sweet pastries like crazy I got restless. Yummy chocolate/cheese/chicken floss buns because he helped Kak Shima on Monday and he brought the leftovers to his office. Her pastries are legendary, I can feel the rich taste in my mouth right now @__@ I didn't want to ask Herr J to buy me them because he needs his rest. He's been working all night lately. Today I got my buns but they taste like sandpaper. Huh.

25th// Baby is fine and very hyper, I feel like he converted my tummy into a jungle gym. Went for the checkup today. My pee result is still green! I've got sugar in my fucking pee! I've been drinking the medicine religiously (so I skipped a few doses, it tasted eww-y). Now I have to undergo the diabetes test in precinct 9. I've heard so much bad stories about the godawful service and the staff! My appointment is for this Friday. I have to fast from 10pm the night before, go to the clinic drink glucose and pee, fast for another 2 hours, and pee again! Now I have to drink plenty of plain water, which made me feel like I'm undergoing a Chinese water torture. I absolutely abhor tasteless water! The plainest water I've ever drank was glucose! Anyways I hope I'm not diabetic. I just ate a huge bar of dark chocolate. Drinking all this plain water makes me more hungry for something sweet and now I crave for more chocolates than usual!!!

My next checkup for baby is on 9th of February, a day before my final starts. Herr J found someone to take care of me during my confinement, Kak Shima's sister, Kak Zila. I never knew she can do this sort of thing. So now everything is good, we're just waiting for baby to come out~! Baby heart beat is 145!

Baby very very very feisty, he fusses about if I lean on my right side. Less movement if I lay on my back or my left side, but still, I can see my tummy rippling when he kicks or elbow jabs me =| I think our baby is going to be a natural MMA fighter when he comes out. Can't wait to meet you, baby!

Labels: Bebe, Marbles Bubbles, Stuff

☭ monophonic taxi ; all the meaningless and empty words I prayed

Waiting for Herr J to come back from work. This week he doesn't have to go to his Fitness First job so he has the daytime to recharge. I have a midterm paper at 11am today, that's why I'm blogging.

Baby moved when I was studying but now he's asleep again. Baby is very very very active. I'm on my sammich break. Checkup today after my midterm. I hate the tetanus jab!!! Do I have to go through it again or what? My labor bag is almost packed. Baby stuff is all there, though I'm not really sure what the hospital offers. I'll be delivering at a government hospital so is it good to assume that I'll probably have to bring everything myself?

1016pm// Had my midterm, then went back home because Herr J was still tired. I cooked lunch, woke him up at 3pm so we can go have the check up. We didn't notice that the appointment was for 2pm, we got there around 430pm, luckily they just did all the work, not without fuss of course, oh well, our fault. Baby is healthy, and now the doctor said that according to the measurements, baby will be due on the 19th of March. Looks like 15th March is still in the game. Nurse told me to cut my carbs, I was only supposed to gain 2kgs per month. Oh baby now weigh 1.7kg, he was 1.4 2 weeks ago. I also need to drink this med thingy because my pee had sugar in it, and I had to go for another checkup next week. This is because I drank tea! I've been without any sugar for weeks but a few days ago, and today, I drank some because I miss the taste! I drank Anmum everyday now!!! Didn't get the jab or any blood test, maybe because we were late or whatever, I don't know. Also starting from tomorrow I had to do the fetal movement chart thingy. I was suppose to do it years ago, heh. Everything I know prior to all the checkups is from the innnernet.

Earlier this morning when Herr J came home he asked if I want to work at his place. I kept asking him if he told the guy that I'm in my third trimester of pregnancy, he said yeah and they said okay since this is only part time post. The pay is 10/h which is better than FF 7/h. The job is basically being a human scantron. Yeah in my old post in the old blog I did write about this, the one that I thought a machine is used to check the scantron scores, and that I was wrong, that millions of UK students scores rely on zombies keying in a, b, c, d and their id numbers here in their former colony. Yeah, that job. They usually need tons of part timers during exam weeks, and then they will fire those who doesn't perform (puny humans who couldn't jab a,b,c,d the fastest and most accurate). A guy in the office actually got 15k a month doing OTs. Yes I couldn't understand my sentence either. Too much naps! Basically if you submit too much errors or too little output, you'd get sacked. I think I'd do okay on the abcd but I'm a little scared of the ID thing. People's handwritings are atrocious. I might make many careless mistakes, mistaking 0 for 6 or shit like that. Anyhow, I hope they let me work. I don't like being SAHM.

Tomorrow I have to do the laundry and iron clothes for the marriage course this weekend. BORING. Oooh can't wait to get my organizer!!!!

Labels: Bebe, Familie, Marbles Bubbles

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Went for a light dinner last night at the Ice Room at Kota Damansara. The food sucks donkey balls. I ate tiramisu and drank mango juice. The fruit juices and the snow ice series were yummy and really worth it, just don't order the food because it was way below par. Herr J ordered spaghetti with cream sauce and it tasted like instant noodles, only worse. My FIL ate carbonara and the sauce was runny and he said it tasted like it came from a can. My tiramisu was average, I didn't experienced any epiphany while eating it. The service was slow and very unprofessional.

Then we went to pyramid because Herr J wanted to play lucky ball. Was going to watch Tourist but since all his kakis were there, he played snooker instead. There was a new worker there, his name is Aung too. My left arm still hurts after the tetanus shot but today it got better.

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☭ monophonic taxi ; How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please don't barrage me with the questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach, it keeps shitting what I feed it.

Went baby stuff shopping yesterday. Got baby a pair of long sleeve shirt with pants & mittens, newborn diapers, towels, toiletries, bottles just in case. Baby's bedding stuff and bath basin later. Just started drinking milk for mums because my mum insist on it, before this I just drank tonnes of fresh milk and soy milk. I paid for everything. My MIL said Kak Amy will give some of Zharif's baby clothes, she already packed it. I need to find suitable top for breast feeding, those with buttons in front!

How do I make Herr J understand the concept of saving money and eating only when you need it, not when you're hungry? How do I make him understand that I'm heavily pregnant, my feet hurts, my whole body aches when I sit or stand or walk long period at a time? How do I make him understand that dota and lucky balls are less important than my overall health? How do I make him understand that I can't bend or pick up things much so he should help me in the house? How do I make him understand that people don't order canned drinks delivery just because they're too fucking lazy and useless to boil a fucking mug of tea? How do I make him understand that he owes me over 2k and counting, that he should reduce all his money wasting habit instead of begging for money from me?


So, went to the new KKIA today. Service was good and super fast for a government clinic probably because we were the only ones there. Herr J found it, it just opened a month ago. We were googling about the old KKIA in Precint 9 and read lots of complaints. This new KKIA is promising. I had my blood tested, peed in a bottle, tetanus injection, then I heard baby's heart beat it was fast and loud!

The doctor said baby is most probably a boy. She showed  me the baby's bird and ball sack. During confinement the KKIA staff from Dengkil will have to see to me since Cyberjaya is actually out of the Putrajaya's jurisdiction. BABY IS HEALTHY!

I have to go for shots and scan in another 2 weeks.

Labels: Bebe, Familie

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As of yesterday, I'm officially married to Herr J <3. It was hectic but what do people expect when they skipped everything and did it in a day? Couple HIV test and a Residency application for me required us to go to KJ. Then after that's done we just had to go back to the office to submit the forms and get married. Both sets of parents were there, Abang Azad, Maen, and my brother, Wan were there too. Our marriage course will be in 2 weeks time.

Went to Pyramid after all that. Saw Asrul & Yap. They don't learn, don't they. Oh we went to the Wak's house before that and had some food. We already ate around 12pm at Amethyst. Wak said he knew all along. Along expressed his support and Herr J wanted to bring me down to Johor to meet them. Lots of thanks to Khairul since his friendship makes the whole bureaucracy bullshit almost disappear.

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Baby is 30weeks 1 day along. Last night Herr J and I watched fireworks at Sunway Pyramid. Brought my sister, Mi and my brother, Wan to Sunway Lagoon and they slept over at our condo. My sister is having a crisis with her boyfriend of 4 years and Herr J is trying to help her. He said the spirit the widow used was tall and slim, and it came from a mountainous region. My sister said that the widow's people are known to be quite adept in the black arts.

Oh yeah, Happy new year! My resolution this year is to get my life back on track, and to be a good mummy to baby =)

Labels: Bebe, Marbles Bubbles