Where On Earth Can I Buy the Juana La Virgen Telenovela DVD?

HELP!

I surrender! I've been trolling the net for the last three hours, searching for the Juana La Virgen telenovela DVD but no such luck! *sobs*

I love the telenovela and really want to buy the DVD but I don't know how and where!  I tried e-bay, nil. I tried Amazon, nil. I tried Google, nil!

Please, if any of you accidental reader, happens to read this, please, pretty please let me know should you know where to buy the DVD. In English subtitle, of course.

Muchas gracias, amigas!

:)

Unwell

Twisted my left ankle last week.

The said ankle is currently in a bandaged state.  I had to walk like Captain Barbossa with his wooden peg leg. My right leg has to bear my entire body weight, it's so troublesome.  Having said that, I still forced myself to masuk opis.  What a beautiful life, eh? NOT!

Adding to that, my headache is tormenting me too! Cold hands and feet but my body is heating up.  I think I am racking up a fever. It might has something to do with the current state of weather.  What with the hot and dry air and the next thing we know, it's raining till the next kingdom to come.

I think i'm gonna wrap up early and go home.  There's no point of staying in the office when you're a wreck.

Friday bloody Friday

The week started with happy news but today, an incident has burst my bubble. A not so good situation,  something to do with HR & Finance Dept in my office. They decided to suspend my paycheck for this month! (Our payroll date this month was on April 22^nd)  Their reasoning, they have to check if I owe them anything.  Yes, this one I understand perfectly. However, my argument with them is can they just ‘cut it off’ from the next month’s paycheck? That’s it, assuming that I owe them anything-lah, which I pretty much doubt.   I told them: Couldn’t they just cut if off from the next one? It’s because, my contract still got about 12 working days after the April payroll. It just doesn’t make any sense to me.  So, are they going to pull this stunt again for my May paycheck as well?  Checking again if I owe them anything from April 23^rd – May 10^th? You bet! That’s absurd!

All these little bits of info reached me after I made calls to numerous numbers and spoke to this and that staffs. A lady at the Finance Dept had the gall of telling me off in that condescending manner of hers (ok, minus the expletives of course) that ‘we’re so damn fucking busy right now, your phone call has caused me to loss several minutes of my fucking valuable times’  to which I counterattacked:  I’m sorry for causing you losing your precious time, I understand how busy your office is. It’s  just that my situation right now is needing attention too. I’ve got bills to pay, I’ve got a house rent to pay, I’ve got a room rental deposit to pay in KK, and  above all I need to pay for my plane ticket.  In short, I just wanted to clarify when can I get my salary because I need to wrap up my personal and official affairs here before flying back to Sabah. Then she mumbled:  You have to check with HR. I called HR and they gave me the same answer about ‘having to look at my record, mana tau  I owe them anything’  and after clearing all those itsy bitsy stuff they asked me to do, only then they will release my cheque.

God knows when will that be but I plan to be the thorn in their side until I get my salary! Yessir, you can bet on that! 

God, bureaucracy is such a pain the neck. 

Allergic to medication, it's the first time..

...such thing ever happened to me! Seriously, I don't know which type cause at the moment, I'm on a 5 types of medications! The story goes like this:

Last week (Sunday night), my gastric coupled with a vicious bout of food poisoning decided to attack me! I was vomiting  like a sick dog, and practically felt like dying. Shortness of breath, erratic heartbeats and painful stomach  left me feeling weak and shaking. I gulped down liquid antacid and took two charcoal tablets but all went down the toilet bowl. By then, I started feeling like passing out and there was nothing coming out from my stomach and still I continued retching. I couldn't remember how many times I vomited.  It was damn painful, I tell ya'

So, I called up a cab and asked to be sent to UMMC's Trauma & Emergency Unit (it was early morning of Sunday night). While inside the consultation room, I rushed again to the toilet (twice!), retching and cursing at the same time! The doctor came and checked on me and I could see from the look on his face that another new sets of 'pain' was coming up! Sure enough, I was given three sets of injection that night! Holly cow, when he mentioned that because of my constant vomiting, he had to give me injections, my inside jadi makin kecut!                   The last time I had an injection, I was 14 and it was for a rubella shot! Now, I was getting three? My answer was: Ouch! Doc, now you're killing me. Have you got lollipops stashed somewhere? who knows, later I might be bawling my eyes out like a kid! The kind doc was like: Hehehe, sorry but you can't run away from this and unfortunately, no lollipops.

With a feeling of trepidation, I laid down on the narrow examination bed, faced the wall and surrendered my quivering right butt to the nurse. When I was through with the second shot, I was practically scratching the wall followed with a series of  "Ouch, oh my gosh". By the time I left the consultation room and the pharmacy, I was walking funny and supplied with 5 different types of medications! I must say, the injections really did wonder cause I was feeling better by midday the next day (Monday) I even felt fit enough to attend the dinner function!

However, I am still taking the medication because the courses need to be finished.  The problem now is, my legs, my ankles and my feet are now bengkak! my thighs and legs feel really tight, it's like the skin is being pulled out tautly! I think I might be allergic to at least one type of the medications but I really can't tell which one is the culprit!

Not happening at all.. :-(

Odoi! laptopku, nokuro?

yes, nokuro? why must you broke down when your warranty expired narrowly just one day before you decided to torture my wallet? now, i'm 588 bucks poorer because of your unfortunate temperament! first, your LCD screen did these little flickers that gave me eye strains. next, you projected jumbled images. lastly, your screen just stayed static. great, just great. what a nice little 'disaster present' you gave me after your warranty expired.  araat tomod koh nogi kumaa doho kio.. *sniff*

yes, that's me. doing a monolog with my laptop. it broke down last night, something to do with the LCD screen.  i called up the service centre and the friendly voice at the end of the line informed me: your laptop warranty has expired (i know *sniff..sniff*),  let's first try troubleshooting to determine the problem (which we did. the result - my LCD screen has gone kaput) the new replacement will cost me about 980. that's  for labour cost and the new LCD screen!! holy cow, urang makan gaji macam sia ni, 980 is a lot! A LOT! adeeeeeh, tumuru romou mato ku! :-(

then the nice ah chai said : why don't you extend your warranty for 1 more year? it's only 588, but only for today (that's today 29/1/2010) after that, it'll be back to 980. so, what's you pick? if you choose to extend your laptop warranty, then your wallet won't suffer that much la. we can arrange a technical support to do an on-site repair by tuesday, next week.

ok, i'm not gonna take the high road. sia bukan mulau mo bayar tu 980!

so, today, during lunch time,  sia pigi cucuk duit *bawling now* paid the 588, faxed a copy of the bank in slip to the service centre, waited anxiously for the nice ah chai to call me, in which he did, 6 minutes after i faxed my letter together with the bank in slip! i must say, what an efficient staff he is. he confirmed and assured me that by tuesday next week, my problem will be solved! within 20 minutes, i received a call from the technical people and they will conduct an on-site repair on tuesday afternoon.  i've to say, kudos to the service centre for hiring an effecient employee like him!

...and, i'm left poorer by 588 bucks. i'm happy but crying at the same time :-(  til then, there'd be no new blog entry, no facebook and no bc buddy...

*sniff..sniff..sniff. curi-curi blogging time karaja. nasip bos nda ada. sniff*

Bathroom Blues - La Tortura

ODOI DOGO!! 

sharing a bathroom with a guy is almost like a daily torture! one with a bad bathroom habits at that.  well, i don't have much complain about my new place but the bathroom, gawd! .  i'm sick of seeing yellow stains on the toilet seat. i'm sick of seeing grimes in the toilet bowl after this guy is done with his 'dumping'. i'm sick of doing the cleaning, everytime. the first day i moved in, gosh...the bathroom was in a mess. i didn't even dare to use the toilet. i remembered going back to my old place just to have my shower. the next day, armed with bathroom cleaning supplies, it took me almost two hours to clean the entire bathroom!  in the end, all my efforts were seemed to be futile. my housemate's toilet habits is disgusting! arrrgghhhhhhhhhh....

what should i do? stick a laminated note on the bathroom wall, detailing list of rules that he has to abide to? or continue my role as a merry maid? hurrrm, maybe, the best way is just confront the guy and tell him point blank that he is now sharing the bathroom with another human beings and as such, making the bathroom in usable and clean conditions is the responsibility of the both of us!

i look as disgusted as the lady in the above caricature, except that i'm not as large as her.

Remembering December As...(The Worst Month For Me In The Year of 2009)

warning: foul languages ahead!

YES! it definitely is!

 a lot of unpleasant things happened to me this month.  Christmas seems to be overshadowed by these personal things. in fact, i don't feel any joy at all. it's end of the year, people normally feel giddy and jubilant celebrating the approaching christmas and new year but it's the other way round for me.  i'm not in the festive mood! what mood i am now is i really want to 'cangak' someone who is so deceitful and bermuka2.  he really is a numero uno moron in my life existence now! his words are totally bullshit and full of lies. keeps on running around the bushes, pitching me and my friend against each other, changing his tune every time we demanded answers from this bas-turd. in short, he's the landlord from hell! he's the lucifer of landlords! he said he will have to deduct the stamping fee for the tenancy agreement from our rental deposit. bullshit, what agreement is he talking about? we never saw nor received the agreement at all. we've been demanding for a copy of the tenancy agreement since the first month we moved in and his answer was, "haven't got the time to proceed with the agreement. i'm busy" EVERYTIME! the last time we asked this pariah, we were shocked when he said, he'd given us the copy of the tenancy agreement! fucking lier, we didn't received any! and now, he had the nerve to say, i have to deduct the stamping fee from your rental deposit?!! fucking moron. you are one big fat ugly disillusions old and bitter bachelor.  no wonder you're still living with your mother even though you're greying! fucking pariah!

i know, it's really unbecoming for a woman to swear but i'm so mad right now. he toad-ally ruined my December. i will always remember Dec 2009 as one of the worst incidents in my life!

packing up and leaving...

the time now is 1.29am, the tv is showing this horror movie (darkness falls) and i'm still wide awake. tonight, the weather is quite warm. wish there's a midnight rain, sure it'll be cool!. i'm looking around the living room and all i'm seeing is lots and lots of stuffs! the story goes like this: about a couple of weeks before, our landlord told us that he's selling his condo and we (that's me and my housemate) had to move out by the end of next month! this is one crazy landlord! geeeez, hope i can find myself a new place! pronto! otherwise, i'd be pitching a tent under a bridge! hence, the clutter of stuffs *rolling eyes*


this is such a nuisance! six months from now, i'd be quitting my current job and go back to sabah for good. god, i'd be moving place, packing junks and in 5 months time will be packing up again!! odoiii dogo..TULUNG!!! 


yes, i'd be quitting KL. i'm getting tired of its environment. i'm tired of its dwellers, the horrible jam, and the "my-race-is-better-than-your-race" sentiments. okay, maybe i'm gonna miss the banana leaf rice and the nasi kandar!! wonder where can i find banana leaf rice in KK :( ada ka di KK?


okay, the movie has reached its climax. the ghost is shattered to a million pieces after being exposed to the bright light of the lighthouse, the hero got the girl and the boy is finally freed from the terror and everyone went home happily!  as for me, buenos noche, i'm off to dreamland....

Makciks Kepoh

Gawd, I hope i won't be turning into a makcik kepoh when i'm nearing my menopause! wait a sec, shall I say "M" instead of the full word? some women may find the word scary but i don't. it's a natural course of life that a woman eventually has to face on her twilight years. so, accept it with respect and dignity ladies. also, find a way to live your life happily and normally. consult your doctor, medical wonders are god given gifts. therefore, we must utilize it fully :)

ok, enough about menopausal talk. back to the makciks kepoh topic. i am surrounded by these type of makciks 5 days a week. i don't know why, but almost all the makciks in my '5daysaweek' are "kepoh" (in english: gossipmongers). their excessive kepohness for 'tabbing' on someone else's life, particularly young women is almost like a final stage of cancer. For example, when i wear a floral and flowy chiffon gown and accessorized it with a wide belt, one of them would looked at me with a funny expressions. one time, she even 'radio-buruked' me:

"what dream you had last night ah? your gown looks a bit out of fashion. wah, what a wide belt. it looks heavy on you" her shrilly voice kinda filled the entire office.

damn, to think that i was wearing the latest fashion trends and she commented on the way i was dressed? my replied was: "i like it, i don't dress for people. as long as i'm comfortable and feel good wearing it, i don't see any harm on that!"

if i am in the middle of my lipgloss touch up, one of them would be saying things like: "wah, touching up again ah?" if i happened to comb my hair and applying powder on my shiny nose before heading back home, they'd go like "got a hot date keeeee?" bloody hell, always commenting on the stuff you do. Hello, it's not that they were not young once. I'm pretty sure they had enough share of bell bottom days, platform shoes, and max factor moments (the name of the popular cosmetic brand during the 70s to 80s) during their younger days! when me and my friends eat lunches in my desk, there goes a comment like this: "wah, patry ke?" this is after she and her friend ate like pig inside her friend's office! who the heck wants to eat inside a pantry that connected with toilet? the dining table is like facing the glaring toilet bowls whenever someone opens/closes the toilet door!

one time, when i went to the clinic to see an otorinolaryngologist (because my right ear had been bothering me) one of the makciks dengan muka selamba said to all and sundry : "alaaah, penuh tu dengan tahi telinga. sebab itu la gatal" i was like really wanted to punch her right there. when the real fact was, according to the doctor, i had an ear infection. the inside was kinda pinkish, bruised and tender. he gave me tablets and ear drops. in fact, i still need to see the doc this tue/thur to monitor the progress of the treatment. hope by then, my ear would already be healed.

why all the kepohness? is it a substitute for their miserable life? for cheap thrills? sex deprived? or they really love to 'microscoping' and 'documenting' other people's existence. i guess, for them, it is some kind of a food supplement...don't even mention wiping up the boss' ass and polishing up the shoes...

Max-shit Broadband

Yes, that’s exactly my opinion! I am going to christen this telco provider as Max-shit. I’ve been a subscriber for several months now and so far, all I’ve got is a crappy-shit service. At a hundred and forty over bucks per month, it supposed to have a high internet connection speed but hey, it’s all garbage talk! When I lodged complaints, the standard explanation would be “from time to time, the system needs to be upgraded” what a shit-loads of crappy answers! What I am suffering from is a barely there internet connection. when I access the net, downloading is painfully slow, the waiting is literally making you feeling like constipating with the frequent error commands of RELOAD pages. Even when I check my gmail/yahoo mail account, I would encounter this shit over and over again. Don’t even mention Facebook. I think by the time I manage to log in, my teeth have already fallen off and my hair is greying. Accessing video streaming sites? dream on! It’s enough to make me feeling like wanting to scream and tear my hair off into the night!

A lot of my friends said “oh, please..just ditch the service and opt for celcom broadband coz their internet speed connection is good” okay, I don’t know if that is true but I might do that. In fact, I am going to discontinue my Max-shit subscription and try out celcom broadband. I don’t care if I have to pay 200 bucks for handling fees (cringe, for a pauper like me that's certainly a lot of money) but do I have any other choice???? Fat chance!

Ok, I hope I won’t get sued for defamation because of this article. I am just a frustrated ‘old and wrinkled aunty’ because she couldn’t get in touch with her many internet lovers. They’re scattered all over the continents, you know. So, don’t blame me if I’m such a pain in the ass. Paying for bad service, even this ‘whiny-wrinkly-mouldy-old-aunty” is entitled to get frustrated!

Guess what! I diligently googled “which one is a better internet broadband provider, max-shit or celcom?", I found out that most surveys disfavored max-shit. looks like I’m not the only one who is bashing Max-shit! Well, that’s that!

Melting, Melting...SWEATING!

Yikes…..I am wilting away! This hot weather is playing havoc to my peace of mind, obviously! Restless, restless and restless. I know, it’s summer time in some part of the world now. We, in South East Asia (unfortunately) that’s Malaysia, so to speak, are suffering from this merciless heat. It's been unbearably hot and dry all week!


It has reaches to the boiling point, where days and nights are equally scorching hot! I am practically prancing around my house partially naked! Serves me right, cause I’ve never get around to contact my housemate’s handyman to install the AC on my room. It's still languishing inside the store room, collecting dust and rust. To be honest, I don’t really like AC that much. AC kinda gives me chill and makes my body aches, that’s why. Up until now, I am still depending on the conventional fan. Besides, it saves power and it doesn’t harm the earth.


Gawd, feels like want to stand in the shower for another 100 years more or so! That's it, if I don't become all dried up and brittle already...









...now, if only I look this cute when sweating!


Hah, NO, I don't! Need to drink gallons of water...go, get yourself some water. Need to take care of that skin complexion. Errrrrkkk???!

The "Hitler" Interviewers

Yup, last Friday I was called up for a job interview. I woke up as early as 6am, as the interview starts at 8.30am, even though i live just 10 mins away from the office location. well, i didn't want to be late and certainly any sane people knows that being late on your job interview could destroy any hope for securing the job.

I reached the office around 8am. simultaneously, several other candidates were alighting from cars/cab and decided to join me at the bench, near the counter (which displayed information counter, on its glass wall) not long afterwards, several more candidates joined us. My, all the candidates were wearing baju kurung, i was the only who wore a non-baju kurung attire. i think maybe, it was Friday and 99.99% of the candidates were all Malay women.

imagine my dismayed when we waited almost 1 1/2 hrs for the interview to start!!! I was like, what the heck? the first candidate was only called when the clock strucked 9.45am. I was the 3rd to go. 1st and 2nd candidates took about 10 to 15 mins before they came out from the interview room. Well, when my turn came, the interviewers grilled me for about 25mins. aside from normal questions, they asked me some hypothetical questions. 2 of them were quite okay, but one of them (a skinny, and frustrated looking woman) kept on asking questions, and she was twisting the similar question round and round. Gosh, i hope I didn't fall on that trap. surely, i've done my best to answer their questions. I think, when i emerged from the battle, my face looked kinda dazed. some of the candidates asked me what happened and did the interviewers asked tough questions because it took quite a while for me to come out from the room. Well, my 'inner bitch' told them that they only asked normal interview questions and such :D hey, it's 'a dog eats dog world' okay..! lol..

okay, i had mixed feelings for this interview. I think I did fine. I was able to answer the questions. Hmmm, for now, I just wait for the outcome. If I succeed, then it's great. if not, then the job's not meant to be mine. I can always try for another...

The Pariah Driver

It's a bad bad day! I woke up this morning and it's raining outside. It was a hell of an effort to leave the comfort of my bed. Craps, no point complaining...just live out the day accordingly and as good as you can even if it's shitty!

I dragged my feet grudgingly down to the bus stand and waited for about 15 minutes before the next bus came. Okay, i'm not talking about buses here. I'm talking about some pariah driver who doesn't have the courtesy of slowing down their vehicles when passing through puddles of rain water on the road! As just, this morning, myself and several other people had a free shower!! A car was speeding like bats from hell and whooooosssh! Next thing I know, I was cursing like sailors! My skirt, my blouse and tight were completely drenched. I didn't even have the chance to put down my umbrella (as shield) and several other ladies were not spared as well. Saints above! I'm wearing black and suffice to say that it doesn't go well with dried mud water.

I was really tempted to pick up a stone and hurled it over to that fucker's windscreen but of course I didn't, besides, am a lady not a caveman. Some people are worst than the neanderthal man! I really hope that the celaka will get his retribution one fine day... just to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Yesterday's Anecdote

Yesterday was a crazy crazy crazy day! I didn’t even know if the term raining cats and dogs is appropriate. The way I see it, it’s raining elephants and mammoths! The freaky rain started at around 5.00 or 5.30pm yesterday. All I could see through my office window was a yawning blackness, unleashing thick torrential rain. I could hear the pelting sound of the rain beating down the thick glass wall. The results?

I had to endure standing up for about 3hrs straight at the taxi stand in front of my office building. My feet hurts, my back was killing me and I was damn chilled to the bone. I tried radio cab but none was willing to dispatch their cabs. Well, I don’t blame them. The rain was kinda like the rush of the Niagara Falls. Sheets of heavy rain decided to give the lower part of my body one cold shower after another. My toes felt numb and oh…what I'd give for the taste of big cup of hot coffee! 3 hrs later, I finally managed to get a cab. When I reached the LRT station in Kg. Baru, my god! It’s deserted and I was all alone. Great, just what I needed. Shivering and terrified…a bad way to end your day, indeed! The image of a lone man in a long, dark hooded trench coat brandishing a mean looking dagger, preying on unsuspecting females was actually making chaos in my mind. The train only emerged about 15 minutes later.

Upon reaching Universiti station, again, braving the rain, I decided to jog to the other side of the road. By the time I got there, I was dripping wet. Geez, might as well rub some shower cream to my body and shampoo my ratty hair! I reached home around 10.05pm! Ditching coffee, I opted for herbal tea, supposedly to soothe my frayed nerves. Gulped two tablets of Panadol and dived straight to my bed.

I woke up this morning with a heavy sense of the big capital L (that’s lazy) dreading the day ahead. I really really wanted to bury myself in the comfort of my bed and continue sleeping for, like, a zillion years? Yeah right, as if I have much choice. Hell, dragging my ass off the bed was a torture.

Now, an ideal way of spending my day in bed will be just like this :-)

Yep...wistful thinking, girl!

Rollercoaster ride weeks

It’s been a rollercoaster ride weeks for me. Any residue of enjoyment from my last holiday trip had been doused off with the usual craziness around my office. I came back to work , and by god, all four of my bosses are literally tearing me apart left, right and center! Hence, my walkabout around the office phewwwwww! Some morning, I haven’t even put away my purse inside my drawer nor have the time to make myself a nice mug of my favourite morning drink, Milo O, and shoot, it’s already 12.00 noon!

These past 3 weeks, I’ve been tremendously busy arranging some interviews with potentials contractors and on top of that have to take care of 3 other bosses.
Scratch that, I have one more new boss. Yesterday was his first day reporting to duty and let’s just say that that has added up another notch on my bedspot (naah…just kidding, what I meant was another pain in my ass!)

By now, I feel like I’ve been hit by 18-wheelers-truck, didn’t have enough sleep. The problem is, when I get too tired and uptight, INSOMNIA is the word. I would twist and turn the whole night long while mentally berating my eyes and my mind at the same time. My eyes are shutting down but my mind is constantly humming and running, refusing to obey my eye’s command of “turn off that damn engine, dispel all the nuts and bolts and let us rest for a spell!”

Heck, wait a goddamn minute. I’m turning into a whiner. Duh…I hate bitching and there’s no love lost between me and whiners! Okay, I will probably treat this stupid rambling and gibberish as my therapy session. Just an evidence that I’m not immune to stupidity and negative vibes. Talk about being an oxymoron :-D

Oh, I would give anything just to sleep for one damn whole day! I’m actually contemplating on popping sleeping pills but gosh, it's a habit that i don't want to start to. The notion of turning into a sleeping pills junkie is scary!

Yesterday, a friend of mine rang me. As usual, I asked him how was his day and that fella just replied “ummmm..okay loh” Well, I told him my day (or rather these past few weeks), I’m in the cloud nine cause everyone is fucking me left, right and centre. Oh well, glad that I made that fella’s day judging from his barks of laughter :-D

*sniff* Not forgetting about the crazy painting-the-wall fiasco in my apartment. The management has been circulating notices like forever regarding painting works of the apartment outer walls. Of course this brings debates after debates among the homeowners and the management. Tenants have been advised not to put anything on the balcony (i.e. laundry, furniture, potted plants, washing machine and whatnot) and windows/sliding doors must be closed all the time so that the painting works can be carried out. The notice said about 3 days but now it’s already bordering to a week. For god’s sake, with the delay and the messy painting jobs (which of course done by cheap and untrained labourers from Mynamar and Indonesia) no wonder homeowners and tenants are getting antsy. I came home last evening, opened the balcony sliding doors, and lo and behold…thick debris greeted my already tortured feet. Gosh, they didn’t paint the wall in the balcony and it’s unsightly. Imagine seeing white paint on the outer walls but your balcony looks like a square of brownish cardboard box! This, after the notice said ‘painting works of wall and balcony’. My landlady complained her bedroom windows resembled a bad painting on canvas. Specks of paints are all over her windows.

*sigh* I wish I’d have more relaxing days these weekend...

Bad Week

Hhhhgggggggh.....!

This week is definitely not a good week for me. I've been sick since last Sunday. My throat is burning and am coughing blood (don't worry, not so much blood. most definitely ulcer), my head is aching and I've been suffering from hot and cold fever and also vomitting.

On Monday morning, I dragged myself to the nearby clinic and the doctor gave me about 5 type of medications! Aduiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii........i'm not a fan of medicine, any medicines! I had about 1 day MC and the next day (Tuesday) I forced myself to work, I had to! Thinking about the mountainous works, uh huh...not a good picture at all. I can't afford to take a loooong 'cuti' because I have 4 ppl depending on me. Yeah, i'm a secretary to 4 different bosses! Now, how crazy is that? Believe me, I'm not joking....hence, the neverending workloads!

Yesterday after lunch, I emptied my gut down the toilet bowl. So, I was left with an empty belly and a raw throat, and of course with a very very bad aftertaste!

Today, I am still having a fever but thankfully my headache is ok a bit. My throat? It's far from okay :-(

Rainy days and Mondays always make me down...

so said The Carpenters and so do I!

I enjoy being a KLites. However, one of the main thing that I dreaded here is the torrential tropical rain. You probably woke up this morning humming 'good morning, sunshine' and hoped the rest of the day would be shining and well...just shining.

One minute you're thinking about dry spell, next thing you know...all hell breaks loose! Mother of all storms and the likes, and "hell, it's raining cats and dogs" groans. Uggghhh...i hate carrying umbrella. I'm not an umbrella person.

Yesterday, I was nearly blown over by the wind. Ok, I think my ass is not that skinny but granted, I was gripping my umbrella and being a 'dwarf' strong winds will surely lift me up and next thing we know, I'd be like 'flying without wings, no thanks to umbrella'

Well, I may not an umbrella person but Rihanna sure looks sexy and yummylicious with umbrella. This Barbados beauty can turn any unflattering umbrella as a sexy acessory :-)