Treasures of the past

Without a clock hanged up, time become.....lost.
Was almost late for fellowship on Saturday.
And it completely slipped my mind to meet up with some old mates for dinner and movie yesterday.....until they called like one and a half hour before the show. Hahaha!
Then, God decided to be funny with me...I was stuck on the bridge for like 40minutes!!! And then I got a tad lost weaving through town to get to Gurney. Thank God the show was delayed for quite a bit....and we didn't miss any parts! But it was good. Indy is still hilarious and gross in all the old ways. I know I screamed and laughed really hard a few times. And I think I kicked a stranger's knee in the midst of all that. Oops...


I found a box of her clothes on Saturday.
Clothes that had stood the test of time.
Colors still vibrant.
Nothing disintegrating at the breath of air and touch of hand.
I believe that it hasn't been opened since the I moved from KL.
That would make it......15 years, I think.
Yeah, I'm actually only two thirds Penangite.

They couldn't imagine when I was young that I could grow up to be her size.
So a lot of her clothes were given away.
If she was here, I probably wouldn't be her size anyway. Go figure....

There was a couple of sarongs I have no use for and some really really old fashion clothes.
We couldn't imagine how she could have fit into a skirt with a waist size a third of the bottom of the skirt. Haha!

Three of the blouses I kept were a good fit.
With the softness of being worn and washed before.
Perfect...
One of them a favorite....according to them.


If I were to get myself worked up, I would say they were hers and the last of hers therefore they should be kept....no matter how useless they are now.
But I wasn't worked up......so I let them go.
Hopefully someone somewhere can make better use of them.
Or turn them into rags. I don't think I want to know. *shudders*
Someone's treasure may be someone else's rubbish.

I just wished there had been more of her.......

Moving Day 2

The storm has passed.

Now to pick up the remnants.

Got our new fridge and washing machine the last hour before I came back last night.
Man, I really hope my dad didn't BREAK that foot long Lindt chocolate bar moving it over!!!!
I dare not ask.
He says he has lost 2 kilos. I wonder if I lost any. Hopefully he doesn't try to get his weight back by consuming my chocolates. No matter how technically he bought the Hersheys and Tolberones from Langkawi and therefore is his.
He had chocolates for dinner on Saturday night, can you believe it??? Thank God it was the nutty bars that I declared his.
If I start adopting that I'll be.....like father, like daughter. Muahaha!!! (I know la how that line should end! Don't remind me.)

Highlights of the weekend:

I saw a smile from him.
A moment imprinted in my head.
While I was on the verge of tantrums many times.
My dad smiled his way through the storm.
Maybe it's the bananas he consume like 5 of them everyday.

I'm smugly proud that relatives on both sides of the family are attracted to my green room.

Hahahaha!

Moving Day 1

IT has begun.

The piano went out the door with a horrible bang.
I tried my best not to react too dramatically, like a snob....
but it was a real stab to my heart.
Although it's only worth RM350 to the people who collects old pianos and scrap them, a piano is still a piano intact.
Thank God I have no idea how they moved the piano down the lorry and into the new house.
Dad's motto was 'I'm not going to look' and that was exactly what he did.


One more weekend and hopefully we are done for good.

Mark 10:29-30 (New King James Version)

29 So Jesus answered and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or brothers or sisters or father or mother or wife or children or lands, for My sake and the gospel’s, 30 who shall not receive a hundredfold now in this time—houses and brothers and sisters and mothers and children and lands, with persecutions—and in the age to come, eternal life.

My Natural Habitat

Ta da.....
My room is finally ready, except for the curtain, grill and lighting.
I am so pleased with it!!!!!

Before....

After......

Close up...

From the other side....

My cupboard....

I love the fact that I can swap sides of the doors anytime I want!

Having 2 shades of green instead of one for the wall.
I didn't expect this light a shade of green, but it's lovely complementing the red and whiteness of my furniture. Now I need to learn how to keep the white clean!!!!!

Overall the room is...........a little childish, I think!
But it's fine because I brought that on myself!

Although it's only 80% what I imagined it will be (the drawers and cupboard doors above are suppose to be of the grain wood tone instead of painted white),
I still get blown away that I got away with having a designer room like this.
I mean, we see this often in show houses, but to actually have it, everything built in with painted walls is just.......a dream for many.
I have no idea why my dad would agree to such extravagant that all I can say and believe is 'It must be God's doing'. So once again, I have to claim

~I don't know what I did to deserve it......but God, thank you!!!~

Haha, the designer being me, anyone wants me to design their rooms? LOL!
Maybe for your nursery room if you're afraid the whole house will turn into a child's playland. LOL!

Will be moving in bit by bit weekend by weekend.


On a thought, faraway on the opposite spectrum from this.....

~Acknowledged~

I have forgotten how much I wanted to hear those words,
for such a long time that when it was finally said,
I'm just bursting with joy,
remembering my former self and now.

And that marks another beautiful day to remember.

Hello......

I'm still alive.

Some thoughts floating about (more like one themed thoughts).

Deciding on lightings for a whole house is difficult. So is a door handle.
And we are only halfway through.
I hope no one have to make such grown-up decisions as I did, skipping a few years, marriage and money-making part that helps build maturity thus make better decisions.
Sims or Sims 2 was fun, but real life is darn scary. Since there's no 'undo' button.
And money isn't just typing 'kaching!' or 'rosebud'. I miss my Sims.
The current colors in my blog represent the colors of my room.
I can't wait to see it all come together! *fingers crossed, it will be awesome!*

I hope I won't regret the choices I make, waking up to them for the rest of my life. *sigh*

That's all for now.
I actually planned a diarrhea of thoughts, recaps and stuff......but that would kinda defeat the purpose of having had a blog fast, won't it? :P

House Train Me

The evenings of this past weekend has been spent visiting the new house.
Yeah, finally an 'own home'.
I'm so excited about it. No more town pot holes!! Did you know that from the Jln. Sungai Rambai traffic light until the railway gate to town there's 7 or 8 pothole areas? Each area has 2 square metal pothole covers. So you have to bounce 4 times *bump bump bump bump* because of front and back wheels. I personally play 'avoid the metal bump bumps' while I drive, and once in a while I get a straight strike of smooth drive. Bingo!

The bad news is: I'm going to have a room half the size of what I sleep in now!

Ahhh.....!!! Eek.......!!!!!

And because of that, the only thing I can bring from my room now to the new house is my bed, my Billy shelf, and a small table cupboard. The one comforting thought to compensate that is that I'll be getting some new built-in furnitures. Haha!
I'm sad yet excited. To leave behind these furnitures that has come all the way back from KL with me, and what more some are built by my dad with his own two hands.
Don't have emotional attachment to things, he said.
But I remember way a lot more of the past with these furnitures here with me!!, I believe. And considering how young I was when we moved here, I don't have that much memories to recall. The more reason to cling to these physical objects.

Anyway these are some views from my window. The sound of people talking in their back rooms or kitchen or bathroom can travel loud and clear thru the back alley. I used to spend some time in my brother's room just to spy on or hear what's going on in the houses behind ours. There was a house that had an alarm clock that rang loud and long for full minutes. Either there wasn't anyone around to shut the alarm clock off or the person's a really deep sleeper! And back in my college days, there was a kid in the house behind who practice his/her violin only about once or twice a week. So terrible. Hahaha!

From the back alley, a curvy perspective.
The house is painted in warm red and cream colors. Even the rooms are a little off white, which I'm glad of else it would have been so boring.