bye bye shoes...

In view of my soon-to-be migration to PJ, I have given away 3 pairs of shoes. The blue one and the polka dots ones that I think is too late to wear anymore because, seriously, I'm 22 and working. That means less 3 shoe boxes to move. Phew. Still have 20 more... hmm... And lots and lots of books and notes and clothes. And lots of pillows and plushies. And my faithful mattress. omg.


I really shouldn't have collected so many things. And looking for a room. omg. Today was the first time in months that I have a headache. As in real full-on headache. Like migraine headache. I couldn't even bear to look at my fan because the spinning makes me "fly". No, I did not just take some weird unprescribed drug, in case you were wondering. Just Vitamin C to prevent myself from falling sick which is a big NO NO because my oral defence is this Friday and all my four months of internship counts on this one hour show to get my marks. *big sigh* (losing 3 days of my life in the process)*


I sat at my desk for a while and kept on trying to concentrate on my slides while thinking about the room and the moving and my future place's surroundings and potential food stalls which I may wanna try and how I would spend my weekends and if I'll get to try the Ramadhan stalls in time and when I should get a car and if I should change my wardrobe and when I should go back to Kluang and oh how the Kluang Station toasted bun would taste after so long and of course Central Chicken Rice and sleeping late and mom's dishes and what to wear on my first day of work and which shoe to go with it and so on. One thing led to another. Soon, I gave up on my slides and ended up eating a large McDonalds McValue Meal. I don't normally eat large sets because I don't normally finish regular sets. I finished my large set and even regretted not getting an apple pie too. I'm totally growing.


Anyways, I was just wondering if I should buy back 3 pairs of shoes after I have moved. Haha. OK, OK. Yes, there are more important things in life to think about, Yvonne.

i feel like throwing a tantrum

I really hate looking for a new home. The whole process is just too tiring and it takes up all the space in your thinking mind. I somehow feel everything is not going my way this time around. Why is that? It takes up all my time too. I hate wasting time.

Eeeeeeeeeee. I hate this.

AND I have to complete my slides and prepare the materials for my oral defence which is on this Friday afternoon. Meanwhile I have to travel to all these crazy places to view apartments.

Sigh. I totally hate this.

grown-ups stuff

What is Yvonne doing apart from having fun (on the surface)?


Looking for a job.

Looking for a new pad.

Looking at a new direction in life.


I don't like turning 22. I don't like doing adult stuff. I don't like to have to think like an adult. I don't like all these responsibilities. I don't like to worry. I don't like insecurities. I don't like uncertainties. I don't like thinking about what the future holds for me. I don't like making decisions. Each little step will affect my whole future.


But do I have a choice? No.


Thinking about it, I try to pacify myself by thinking that at least I have the chance to face all these things. At least I have a chance to choose. At least I can think for myself.


Right now, I just wish someone will just guide me and direct me. But I know I'll have to walk this path myself. Sigh. Why did I have to know that? Craps.

A good weekend-plus

Last weekend rocked. My colleagues and I went for a trip to Penang! Despite the fact that we know there will obviously be crazy traffic jams and very little time to spend there, we went.

7 of us in 2 cars. Here are my 6 other travel mates.

A sense of nostalgia hit me when we went throught the tunnel in Ipoh and saw all those beautiful limestone mountains. It has been such a long time...

The first thing we did when we reached Tambun was eat. We had seafood.

eek! That was our first dinner!

And then somehow I never got to feel hungry until our last food intake which was cendol before we left the next day. Look at the Fried Oyster in the middle!!! We had that at Gurney Drive. Murni must be so upset she couldn't come along. That was my favourite dish from the whole trip.

I tried to take photos of the Penang Bridge but everything was so dark and shaky... let's just think of them as artistic shots.

The next day we went to Shangri-La's two properties at Ferringhi. Finally! A beach!

Sun, sand, coconut three, rocks, sea. This was a fave picture spot.

We all could do with more chill time.

We also went to the Chi Spa. Philip, Ardhan and I decided to take lots of photos. This one was supposedly copying a love triangle advert. The landscape was really pretty and any lousy shot seemed still acceptable.


This is one of the funny ones. Mr. Tony didn't know he had to strike a pose.

Philip was everywhere.

The journey home took us twice the normal duration. 8 hours. All we see were cars, cars and more cars.

We tried our best to entertain Shiow Ling so that she won't be sleepy. It seems we did a great job. Philip even went a few steps too far with Ardhan but I shall not elaborate. It wasn't too roomy for us to sleep in the Myvi anyways so we sang, told stories, gossiped, and cam-whore some more.

The next day, we had to go back to work. Everyone was like moody and blur and hanging on to their cups of coffee. Murni was the only fresh face.

Anyhow, Philip boy came to the office and gave me a birthday present! So sweet!


So we now have a new friend in the office. The rest were also very sweet because they threw me a lunch party the next day. Domino's never tasted so yummy. :D The cake? It was ordered from our own pastry kitchen. It was super rich and super chocolatey and I liked it. Even with my name spelt wrong. Thank goodness I have made my love for chocolates clear from the start. ;)

The next day, we mere trainees were granted permission to have our hair styled by Peek-a-boo. They come once every two weeks and it is to ensure our staff are always well-groomed and well taken care of. They are very nice and skillful.

I got a trim. Burn had his crazy thick Amazonian hair "managed". Ardhan had his third haircut. The first time he did it on the sly and got an earful from our training manager. The second time was when our training manager asked him,"Can you do something about your hair?!" To which he replied, "Can I have Peek-a-boo cut my hair today?" Somehow our training manager just sayang him too much. Murni did some temporary curls because she is keeping her hair long for her coming wedding. She didn't like it and upon her request, I could only post this photo (below) if I cropped it.

There. Fresher faces. Ready to "delight the customers" and "go the extra mile for service". Erm, not that we are frontliners. Boooo.. ;)