Dirty Laundry

I don't think the sun has any plans to do his job today. Maybe He's just lazy. The pool is a temptation in this kind of weather but I am still not done with my laundry. The washing machine is a semi automatic. Heheh..., I don't think this dinosaur is being used by anyone anymore. Sangat susah ye, sentiase nak kene 'be there' for the washing machine to start cycle, to drain water and to transfer the clothes to the other compartment for spinning. So I gotta wait.

You must think that I am not a rational person for doing laundry on a day where the sun has decided to take leave. Well, I am an optimist. The sky may be cloudy, but it doesn't mean a rainy day is guaranteed. Right?

Well, unlike the sun, today I have plans. I plan to vacuum the shack and scrub the bathroom. I truly hate wet bathroom. It requires hard work to keep clean.

I am also having a thought. That a person will hang on to 'a love' for various reason. Even if they realize that 'the love' is wrongly matched to them. Some hang on to love because of money. Some does it because of comfort and they're just too tired or can't be bothered to look for new love but at the same time can't live without it. Only a few actually hang on to love because they truly 'love', which is very, very questionable and creates so much reasonable doubts to me. Can you really love someone without reason/s? Is that for real?

People do things for many reasons. The above two, were merely done for survival. Hanging on. Be it for men or for women. But there are some who cling to love because of their partner's physique. I've heard phrases like, 'Oh I can't leave him/her, he/she's so handsome/pretty...'. Now that, is purely laughable. It's time to grow up, kid. Wake up and smell life, please.

Well, that's the thought part done. Outside, it's already showering. So much for being an optimist. There goes my fat busting exercise. And dirty laundry remains. I'm hanging on..

Trapped!

This is the worst so far.

I was supposed to deliver some stuffs to a friend in KL during lunch time today. Also I have many errands to run like buying groceries and sending home mom's luggage bag.

Close to noon, I was all set and ready to go. I grabbed my car keys and the house keys and head towards the door. I wanted to unlatch the padlock but hey..., wait a minute...where the hell is the padlock key? I have the door key, the grill key, the access card and the mail box key still attached to the keychain. But where the hell is the padlock key?

It was only then that I remember...

Yesterday, I left Ascott at noon with Pearl and we were on our way to Gurney Heights to send Pearl off. However, we couldn't do so because of the Hindraf rally going on in KL, thank you very much. So, I brought Pearl back to Kajang instead.

Since Pearl will be working today, she insisted that she goes home a little later at night and that Mr. Dark Choc (Shahir Reza, heheh..) will send her back to Gurney. Only, Mr. Dark Choc came by quite late that I couldn't keep my eyes open to see my sister to the door. So I detached the padlock key from the keychain, gave it to her and said : 'Take this when you're going out and leave it in the mailbox downstairs. Esok pagi aku amik'.

This morning i should've gotten up early and go down with my boyfriend when he was leaving for work to get the key. But as usual, bile dah tido macam tak nak bangun, so I totally forgot about it. Thus my boyfriend left with his keys and I am left here at home without my key.

To make things worst, he won't be coming back. At least not until tomorrow. So Pearl, you've gotta come back here after work and rescue me. Now I've gotta go make myself some coffee.

P/s: My only hope is that this rescuer of mine will be able to rescue me for she is as big of a klutz as I am one. ;)

Live Life

Mareena is leaving for Paris tonight. So yesterday we did our occasional chilling in Bangsar. It is not like she's leaving for France forever, but it will be like another two months before we could meet up again. I'm so excited for her, though it will be nothing new for her to be back in France. She had lived there for 6 years, so this trip will just be like a 'balik kampung' trip for her.

I concluded last night that there is so much more to life than just having fun. I've figured this many years back but day after day I found more evidence for this 'life' issue. The meaning of life is sooo, deep. I can't really say what life truly means but I sure know what it isn't. Life isn't about being pretty or being able to buy luxurious thing. Life isn't about finding a husband/wife. Life isn't just about living for your family and forgetting to spend time with your friends. Getting wasted/getting high almost every other night is also not what life is all about. So then, what the hell is life? Honestly, I can't even tell. All I know is that I have to learn to dig it until I die.

I am loving and keeping quality friends. We may not see each other every day but we do love each other and support each other always. I believe that that is how friendship should be. Giving each other space to grow and at the same time, nurture one another. That's a healthy friendship.

Pearl is coming back next week and we're gonna look for Qaseh's birthday present. Let me see..., what should I get for a one year-old?