June 12th, 2008 | Personal | No comments
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.
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June 12th, 2008 | Personal | No comments
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.
June 4th, 2008 | Personal | No comments
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!
June 3rd, 2008 | Uncategorized | No comments
44-year-old Tatum O’ Neal, daughter of actor Ryan O’ Neal, is caught buying crack and possession of cocaine. Trying to talk her way, she tried to convinced the cops that it’s part of a research she’s doing for a part. They cops didn’t buy it. After a police search, it was found in two bags of drugs - one with crack, one with regular cocaine - and an unused crack pipe. Tatum has had major problems with heroin and other drugs in the past but now it’s likely back to drug rehab for her. Seriously at 44 years of age, shouldn’t she be pass this fad already? Just leave it to Lohan and Winehouse.
May 31st, 2008 | Personal | No comments
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.
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May 31st, 2008 | Personal | No comments
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.
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May 30th, 2008 | Personal | 2 Comments
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.
May 30th, 2008 | Personal | No comments
Great! After just 3 short years of use, my dressing table’s chair fell apart. Furniture these days are really flimsy and non-durable. Unlike the past, the quality of wood and workmanship that goes into making furniture these days leave much to be desired.
Some wooden, teak furniture in my mom’s house goes back a long way. Older than me some of them. And they are still in use until this very day. It goes to show how lasting and durable furnitures are made to be many years ago, even reasonably priced ones as my mom says. This trait unfortunately doesn’t get passed down the generations. If you want quality wood furniture these days, you can’t find them in run-of-the-mill furniture shops. They are found in fancy boutique-styled furniture galleries and be prepared for the damage to your pocket.
May 24th, 2008 | Personal | No comments
Our local Jusco supermarket has given it’s food court a major makeover. The renovation took about 2 weeks if I’m not mistaken and now the food court has an entirely different fresh look to it. The center of the food court now spots a children section. I love it. There are specially designed children tables, with seats and tables just the right height for children. A mini playground with padded floor, slide and swing sets just for kids. Baby Clarisse loves the place and it keeps her attention occupied while we adults get to enjoy our meals.
May 21st, 2008 | Personal | 1 Comment
Streamyx, Malaysia’s lousiest broadband internet provider, is acting up again. It took 5 minutes from the time I login to my site, click “Write Post” and start writing. 5 goddamn minutes just to go through two pages.
It’s been a week of annoyance. Access to international servers especially is very slow. I dare not hope for 1000Mbps broadband internet in Malaysia. I just wish they could provide a smooth and problem-free 1.5Mbps for now. As long as Telekom remain the sole player in the broadband arena, there’s no way we’re going to catch up to Singapore or Korea where 1Gbps are starting to become the norm.
