Our HDMI cable failed today. Yes I can still watch my favourite DVDs and Blue-Rays but there’s a solarizing effect at the top part of the screen. I won’t mind the blemished screen and neither does baby Clarisse when watching her favourite toddler show but when it comes to daddy … whoa, he freaks out big time. He went out looking for HDMI cables as soon as he could and end up buying one twice as expensive as the old one, good gawd. I hope this one lasts.
We were window shopping, killing time in the evening before going back home for dinner. As always, we never miss the toy section unless really pressed for time. I am pleasantly surprised today when I saw PlaySkool has “In The Night Garden” plush toys! Baby Clarisse smiled when she saw an entire section, a few racks of the toddler show’s characters - Iggle Piggle, Upsy Daisy, Makka Pakka, Tombliboos and more.
People often asked why I quit tennis seeing I was really into it a few years ago. To be honest, I come up with all sorts of reasons. I’d blame the lack of time, waning interest, lack of hitting partners and many more. But the truth is, I’m just vain. I don’t wish to subject my skin to the scorching sun, which is abundant in our tropical country, for an hour or so. Sure there’s always sunscreens to protect against the harmful UV rays but what I’m really worried about is skin that ages faster than me. Most of us seems to be obsessed with expensive facial treatments, regular doses of botox or the best anti wrinkle cream to be found on the market. But I’m certain living in Malaysia, the sun is the biggest culprit that put extra years on the skin. I guess I won’t take up golf either.
The local EON Bank branch secretary gave me a call two days ago to inform that my application has been approved by the branch manager and it is now awaiting the final approval from human resource, in HQ I suppose. I was assured that my pending approval at human resource should not be a problem but I’m keeping my fingers crossed nevertheless.
Last weekend, I attended a friend’s wedding dinner. The venue is a 4-star hotel ball room and the dishes were fairly delicious. I’ve been to quite a few wedding dinners this year and this is the second time I took baby Clarisse along.
Ideally, I was hoping baby Clarisse would take longer than usual evening nap, say from around 4-5pm and sleep for no less than an hour. However, things didn’t go as planned because she woke up barely 20 minutes from her nap and simply refused to sleep again.
Having ditched some of my insurance policies, I am now paying more for my health and medical insurance. Hopefully in the future, when income allows, I’d also like to look into extension plans on top of my current health and medical insurance. Things like medicare supplement which cover gaps left by basic health and medical plans. Or purely extended plans that affords you better facilities, treatment and hospital amenities. Again, when finances allow as the premiums I’m paying for basic insurance plans already amounts to several hundreds of dollars a month.
Do bear with my foul mood at this time of writing. Our Barisan Nasional government has just announced a significant price hike for petrol this evening. Spiking close to 40% increase come midnight.
I was on my way home from groceries shopping at 6pm when I received an SMS about the fuel hike. As expected, petrol stations along my way home were jammed by motorists queueing up to fill their tanks. It would take forever to wait for our turn. By then I’m sure it’ll be way past baby Clarisse’s usual dinner and bath time to get her ready for bed so we decided not to fill up. It’ll cost me RM20 more for a full tank tomorrow.
I’m sure most of us are bracing for a huge fuel hike that is expected to hit around August. But to be hit at full brunt when it was suddenly implemented today has definitely shocked me. The first thought that came to my mind is, aren’t we a net exporter of crude oil? Aren’t Malaysians supposed to be enjoying the billions of dollars brought in by our natural resource? Why are we comparing ourselves to oil-importing nations and share their plight? I feel cheated as a Malaysian.
Global oil prices is spiking, that’s a given. Oil-importing nations are suffering. On the other hand, oil producing nations are cashing in by the bulk and so should our very own Petronas. Then why are Malaysians are forced to pay through our noses for our very own natural resource oil? Just look at the fuel prices at other oil-producing nations here. We should be questioning how the heck are Petronas funds are being used by our federal government.
Our economy looks to be headed for an even worst recession no doubt, thanks to Barisan Nasional government. It appears that Barisan Nasional has yet to get the message that Malaysian citizens are suffering in terms of bread and butter issues. If I hear another BN minister utter the same old “Change your lifestyle” bullshit again, I’ll puke my guts out. “Change of government” seems to be more appropriate from now. For the sake of our future and most importantly, our children’s future!
Funny how some people would go to extreme lengths to show status and wealth. And on the other end, we have really wealthy people who doesn’t flaunt it. Sometimes though, the leave little clues that give them away.
I remember an occasion where my husband and I went to a wedding dinner. We sat on a table among strangers, middle aged folks all of them. There’s a couple you can’t miss really. The woman in particularly was covered in bling blings from head to toe - Gucci shades cum hairband, Rolex, designer clothing and handbag no doubt and to make sure we don’t miss her chariot to the party, she had her Mercedes-Benz key placed beside her handbag. I think she had more diamonds on her body than the bride. Definitely, she stood out from the crowd within the table.
My two elder sisters made a trip back to Ipoh for a visit on Fri and they’ll be leaving tomorrow, Sunday. It’s always exciting when family get together and this time round, baby Clarisse is showing more interaction with her cousin sister and cousin brother, 7 and 4 respectively. She would play and laugh with them. Crawl and follow her cousins wherever they go. It’s great to see the kids having a ball.
I went to an interview at EON Bank this morning. It started out with some form filling at 9.30am, half an hour of waiting for the manager and the interview took more than an hour. A lot longer than I had expected despite being the only person to be interviewed this morning. By the time I left for home, it was 15 mins to noon.
Here’s the deal. I am in consideration for the bank’s operations executive position. It will be slightly more authorative than bank officers but the salary hardly justifies the added duties and responsibilities. Furthermore, roughly 20% of my performance will be gauged by monthly sales quota I’ll have to meet. I dislike doing sales the most, but these days, banks require most of their staff to sell banking products. That’s a reality I have to live with. But if I do get this job, and pull it off, it’ll add a good deal of credibility to my resume.
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