weekend update

Before you start reading, this is going to be another boring, play-by-play entry. No one asked you to read it. Be warned.

For once, after the longest time, I won't be ranting about N. I hope.

I still haven't gotten around to doing Bella tag on me, simply because I have been thinkin' and thinkin' and thinkin' about it and although I have come up with a few things about me ... but they are hardly worth mentioning. Since sweet, sweet Bella is the one who is tagging me, I will do it. Very soon, I hope with me being such a procrastinator.

So how was your weekend? Mine was fun.

I was looking forward for the weekend, but I had nothing in mind. I stayed up all the way till 2.30 am Friday, so Saturday morning I woke up late. Yes, I am a lazy ass on weekends. I am hopeless! I am just a lazy ass, period.

Anyways, I asked Z if she would like to go to Sipitang for iftar. She said okay. Earlier she asked me what to cook for iftar. I thought about the food we have in the kitchen. Sufficient. But I was bored. It was laundry and napping and DVD's most part of Saturday(I got Love Story and watched it twice. It was tragic. But I think Ali McGraw was a little stiff. But they both did get the message across. I enjoyed it. Earlier, I watched Hot Fuzz. It was brilliantly funny. Sort of like Snatch). I thought it might be nice to go to Sipitang and I also asked Mimi to come along on text message. Mimi just woke up from a long nap. He had a 'sekolah ganti' earlier that day, he said he took a nap right after school and got carried away till I woke him with my text message. He hadn't cooked yet, so he agreed to come along. It's a half an hour trip to his school and another 20 minutes to Sipitang. Yes, Mimi is a man and that is only a nickname. He is a nice young man who likes to hang out with just about anyone, including the insufferable me.

By the time we got there, the Ramadhan Bazaar was already coming to a close, but we stopped by anyway to see if there are still a few morsels we can get for ourselves. Ada la a few. Then we went to a mamak restaurant because our usual restaurant is closed throughout Ramadhan. It was not bad, the mamak place. I had some vegetables and mutton or lamb curry which I loved. Then we ate and talked. Dilly dallying because we didn't really wanna go back so soon.

And then someone said, jokingly, "Why don't we go to KK tonight?"

That's an idea...

"That's gonna be the craziest thing we'd ever do," someone said.
"Yeah, but why not?"
"But we have only the clothes on our backs!"
"We can stop by somewhere for a t-shirt and toothbrush and all the other stuff."
....
"Really?"
....
"Are we doing this?"
"Hell, yeah!"

So we paid up and went to the supermarket right behind the restaurant. I got myself a nice warehouse rejects of J.C. Banks long sleeve and t shirt for the night, and the others got themselves some Old Navy rejects. Cheap. We never knew that the sad looking pile of clothes are actually GAP's and Old Navy's and the other stuff. Rejects of course, but they aren't that bad. And we also got panties. Then we got ourselves some toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorants, soap (I can't live without Dettol soap) facial foam and shampoo. Funny how they look all so cute in the plastic bag, cuz I got the small ones, I seldom do.

Then I drove us to KK. It was 8.30 when we left Sipitang and it is a three hour trip to KK, roughly. I took it easy cuz it rained heavily at some parts. I get a little scared driving in heavy rain due to the fact I langgared by brother's Honda with my sister's Wira the last time I was in KL. Uwa! Kesian they all. Merosakkan my accident -free record of five years of driving. All because of a stupid guy on a motorcycle without lights which came out of nowhere like a bat out of hell and my brother tried avoiding him, and I braked not wanting to hit my brother who was ahead of me, but then the car won't stop, instead, it went on sliding in the wet road in Puchong and BAM! I kissed my brother's Accord. My mom, sitting behind me screamed and I screamed at her ( I still don't know why). It was a mess. It rained and rained and rained. We stopped at the side of the road to assess the damage. It was really bad for my sister's car of course. And the next day I was supposed to fly back to KK. Sad or not?

Why didn't I swerve?Cuz the ac was not working and the windows were fogging up and when I looked left and right to see if there was any avenue of escape, I couldn't see anything, and in that split second, I thought, it was better to hit my brother's car than to hit some other people's car. Is that stupid or what? And all my brother said to me was, "Relax... " Man, if he was younger he would have snapped my head off right then and there. He has changed a lot! I helped settle the mess from my sister and my brother didn't ask me for anything, so that's how it was settled.

Anyway, that was why I find myself more cautious when I am driving in the rain. It doesn't really stop me kind of phobia, it just made me more careful.

Then abang N called. It was odd that he called me at that hour, close to 9pm. He'd already be asleep by 8 most nights. We said the usuals, I put him on loudspeaker cuz they wanted to hear his voice. They ooh'ed and aah'd when they heard his very deep manly and calm voice. Hahaha... These people are so funny. Then he asked me, where are you?

I half panicked.

I am so used to being independent and on my own most of the time, I forgot that I was in a relationship with someone. But I also think that it is due to the fact that I don't see going to KK on a whim in the middle of the night was a big deal. I don't see my doing that requires permission from anyone. I always tell my mom when I return, so she wouldn't worry. I am not saying that he should control my movements, but I understand that I should at least have told him, but at the same time, I didn't see it as a big deal. I always go to KK on a whim. I never go when I plan on going.

"Jangan marah... I am on my way to KK."
"Oh..."
"Marah ke?"
"Tidak..."
"Well, I have this membership I have never used. So I was gonna see if it is any good. And I am bored in Lawas..."
"I'm not bored..."
"Yeah, you in Kuching sana tu, boleh la berlagak nak kata tak bosan..."
"Hahahahaha..."
Blah blah blah... (The usual things we said, mundane essentials to keep the conversation going. Then we hung up.

I felt like I was cheating afterwards. But then Mimi said don't worry about it. When a man says he trusts you, he does and especially in his case. There is no need for further explanation because that is just going to complicate matters and make him have second thoughts about trust.

Later on I sent him a text message asking him if he has a gut feeling that I was doing something naughty tonight, I told him not to worry, because I was just restless and bored in Lawas. He said he trusts me and he loves me and asked me to take care. It's hard not to feel bad over a text like that from him. But as Mimi said, I should stop over-analyzing everything and worry my silly head of over nothing.

We got at the Sutera Harbour at 12, but the thing is, I can't use the membership in KK. What the fuck! So we went to another hotel. Checked in and then went out for sahur. Balik bilik dah kul 2.00am.

Showered, changed and watched TV and talked till we fell asleep.

The next day we checked out and went for a little window shopping and I bought a pair of new shoes. One thing I know about myself is that I am a little shoe crazy. That will be in my 'tag' entry later on.

Well, Mimi did most of the shopping, and Z too.

Then we drove home. Stopped by in Sipitang for iftar. Beli kuih muih di Bazaar Ramadhan and berhenti makan di kedai mamak yang sama the night before.

It rained after iftar. Dropped Mimi at his school quarters and went home. Once home, we unloaded the car. Oh, we got some petais on the way home, nak buat sambal udang esok untuk berbuka puasa. I haven't hadsambal petai for quite a while. My mom makes the best!

I went to my room and looked at the shoeboxes on top of my almari baju. They aren't all empty as it turned out. Some of them, I have only worn once or I have never worn them at all. I am shoe crazy, but I always wear my shoes until they are worn out and just throw them out, cuz I don't see the use of holding on to them. But now I realized I have 5 pairs of new or practically new shoes. Darn! No, I am not turning into a certain lady by the name of Imelda of course. But it surprised me that I still have shoes I never wore even once.

Anyway, mom called asking me if I got home safely. We talked some. Then I took photos of the shoes and I am gonna post em here. No, I don't have Manolo's and Jimmy Choo's cuz I can't afford them and I wear a size 9. The only shoe stores that can accommodate my big feet are Nose and Vincci. They're decent shoes and I have only broken one heel in the 5 years that I have been buying them.

I love love love heels. The higher the better. I love 4" high ones, but I wear them sparingly. Don't worry. I wear the 3" most of the time to work or for outings. I don't have anything in flats, so I opt for my black flip flops when I need to. And I also have hiker sandals cuz they are so damn comfortable when I don't feel like wearing heels. Now I am looking for a place where I can tempah high heeled boots. So if anyone of you out there knows any decent shoe maker who makes good high-heeled boots, tell me. I have a par of boots, but they are not like the ones I really really want.

I got these last year. Vincci. I wore 'em once and put 'em back in the box cuz it is covered in fabric and it stains so easily. And it is in Ivory. And I just forgot about them. I hardly wear white anyway.



I don't remember when I got these. Nose. Probably last year. Never came around to wearing them cuz they look too ladylike. Almost flimsy. But I have never worn 'em before, so I wouldn't know.



Got these earlier this year. Vincci. Love them for the high but thick heel. Very stable and very comfortable. 4" and green and metallic olive or gold. Not too sure. Love these.


Got these about three weeks ago with the polka dotted shoes I posted on a past entry. These Nose shoes have leopard prints on the strap. Nice but only 2" high... I don't have many of these in my past purchases. And I have not yet got around to wearing 'em. Not sure if it is comfortable or if I'd really like them cuz they are so low it would feel like just wearing flip flops. Why did I buy them? Cuz I got sort of sensible about shoes and thought about the damage that could be done by all the other heels I already have.



Got these today. Vincci 4" and thick heel. Very stable and comfortable too. I love em so much, I just put 'em on straight away. Most of the time, I would buy my shoes during sales, but these arejust hard for me to let go and wait for the sale, so I just got them straight away.



Wear these to work most of the time lately. Vincci Just 3" and comfortable, I can wear them all day.



Here they are in a bunch.

I am not too keen on buying and hoarding things. These, I just put in boxes and forgot about. I am not gonna go on a shoe buying spree (although that does sound very sweet, indeed) just so I can make another post about shoes. I just feel like doing this tonight, cuz I don't feel like sleeping yet and seeing them in their open boxes makes me feel warm and fuzzy. How shallow can anyone be? Miahahaha!

Now, how did my weekend update become a post about my shoes? I should get some sleep.

If you got to this point, it means you are either really bored and have nothing better to do or you are just a very attentive friend. Either way, thanks for reading.

I'm off to bed. Good night.

kuching trip II

Hello and Assalamualaikum to one and all. I am back.

First of all, I thank both J and Bella for reading my blog religiously (eheh!) while I was away.

I was in Kuching again.

Wait! Wait! Before you go thinking I am raving, madly in love in with N that I would run away to Kuching again just to be with him, I would like to say... you're probably right. No, no. That was a joke, but if I could, both of you should know, I would.

The course was from the 27th - 30th. He had asked me to extend my stay till Sunday. I thought that was sweet. Don't you?

That's what I did.

He picked me up at the airport on the 27th and took me straight to the hotel at the waterfront where they had the course. Malam tu, after dinner at the hotel provided by the course organizer, I went shopping for a hiking sandal and chap stick at the plaza next door with my roommate. He had a long day we didn't go out that night. The thing is, I was not expecting to see him every night I was there anyway, but I'll give him bonus points to for making the effort.

Well, actually I have forgotten what we did most of the time when we did meet during the course, itupun masa malam, after the course was over and after dinner. Dia pun kerja and we'd have the weekend to spend together later on, as planned.

Tuesday night, after I had dinner with my roommate, he took me out to get some ayam percik on the other side of the river. When I opened the tapau'ed chicken he had bought for me in my hotel room, I found that it was one whole chicken! What's with this guy?

I had to beg my roommate to help me eat some of the chicken and we still couldn't finish it. I sumbat dalam peti sejuk je. Tak larat! Bukan tak sayang!

During lunch on Wednesday, I had some prawn salad. It was scrumptious. Then I spent the afternoon afterwards sinking deeper and deeper into what was food poisoning that I was totally unaware of.

I started feeling uneasy and achy all over my body and rather lethargic. I thought I was going to have my periods. So I brushed it off as just some unpleasant symptoms. I even text messaged him saying that I wanted to rest that evening and he doesn't have to come and get me at the hotel.

But then when I returned to my room after completing the assignment for the next day with my team mates, I started having diarrhea and threw up everything I ate like there was no tomorrow. Right after which, I started shivering uncontrollably not due to the cold temperature in the room, but more to having these things in my blood vessels trying to vi for supremacy, whatever that means.

That had scared my roommate that she had covered me with her own comforter from her bed. I shivered still. I managed to call the front desk asking for ORS but they had none. Then my room mate said she would go get some from the pharmacy from the next door plaza. I waited for her, but she never came back. I was beginning to wonder if she ever would. She didn't exactly do that. I found out later that her hubby had driven up to the front door waiting for her and she had to leave because he was late for a meeting that evening and she had to take care of their kids as planned earlier and she passed the message to my other team mate Jazzy to get me the salts. My roommate couldn't text me telling me that cuz she didn't have my number until I text her telling her that I was going to the clinic with Abang later on.

Yeah. What was supposed to be his night off from seeing me, turned into a Doctor's visit. And I was all worried that I would still be sick or in recovery for the next few days that it would totally ruin the getaway.

At the KPJ hospital, the nurse took my temperature, I had a slight fever, and took my bp, it was quite high. Then I went in to see the doctor. After some questions and a feel up my tummy, he asked if they should issue a closure for inspection on the hotel where I had the poisoning. I asked them not to, adding that I also have IBS and I get a tummy ache really easily ever since my 'red tide' episode. He thought I was nuts, but I convinced him that there is nothing to worry about because it seems that I was the only one affected by the food. Then he asked me if I wanted the jab or just the meds. I asked him which one would heal me faster. We both knew it was the jab, so I got the jab. I was feeling better afterwards. And Abang picked up the bill.

*swoon...*

In case you are thinking I am a jakun for this kind of thing, I admit, I am a jakun because I have never had anyone outside the family do anything nice for me. In my whole life. Never. So, please excuse my jakunness.

*swoon...*

Anyway, I got myself some Vitagen and 100plus and some yoghurt for him. He dropped me off at the hotel and I went to bed straight away after the meds and two bottles of vitagen of course. He didn't let me have anything to eat that night because he doesn't want me sh*tting and vomiting all night.

And thank God, I was back on my feet and raring to go the next morning. Literally. Because I woke up later than I thought I did. I forgot to set my clock to go off at 6 as usual. I was sick, you see. My roommate... she's relied on me the past 2 days, I don't know why she still relied on me that night too. So we were late. But it was okay. We were 5 minutes late for class even after breakfast! So that was not so bad.

But yes, we were late.

Anyway, I regret taking the sambal from the nasi lemak later. Haiyoh! Budak ini!Tak sabar sabar nak melantak!

Anyway, everything was a-okay later on anyways.

My teammates telah mensabotaj mak kerana sebab mak sakit kan, sepatutnya tak payah la buat presentation sebab mak dah pun buat powerpoint slides tuh. Tapi last-last, mak jugak yang kena present. Tapi takpe. Mak take hold any grudge. They were good people. No way I can feel angry with them.

Dah habis course, dapat sijil penyertaan apa semua, we had lunch and we rushed back to our rooms to pack our stuff and check out. I just couldn't wait to be with Abang, really.

It was an hour earlier than I had told him, so when I called him there was no way he could get away from work, which is great because I had wanted to get something for his birthday, which was supposed to be the night before tapi sebab kena food poisoning, tak dapat la. So I messaged him that I would be at Crowne Plaza sekejap and be back at the hotel in no time. Daripada I melanguk at the lobby, baik I go get his bday prezzie, kan?

By the time I was back in the lobby, he was already in front of the entrance and calling me. So I grabbed my bag and we were on our way to the hotel he's booked me in. He saw the thing I bought and he said that they make it really good there. So I said, you like it so much? So it's yours. I handed it to him and said Happy Birthday. It was as simple as that. And I am glad that he is the type who does not bother with birthdays because I don't. Call me thoughtless, call me whatever, I just don't. A simple Happy Birthday greeting is more than enough for me.

Anyways, malam tu, apa lagi, pergi makan-makan la kan? Then he had to leave me alone sebab dia ada function kat hiw workplace, dengan beauty pageant, dengan countdown, and oh with his birthday celebration by his students and staff of course. He couldn't get away from that and I didn't expect him to. Actually tak sabar for the next morning sebenarnya.

The next morning, we went to Sebuyau. Kat mana tu? Jangan tanya la... saya tatau nyah! All I know, we took 2 ferries and a boat just to get there and along the way, there was miles and miles of greeneries and coconut palms. It was paradise. Well, if you like the view of kampung life and fresh fish right from the sea and endless tree lined road and puffs of cloud in the bright blue sky, that is where you should be headed.

he bought fish along the way and we had a lunch of fresh steamed terubuk and some other things with rice. It was great. I wish I could have shown a little more enthusiasm but I was still in recovery and no amount of acting can disguise the fact that my appetite was still not up to its normal level that day. But I did my best. :-)

Yes, one whole day just me, Abang and the open road. What is there not to love? By the end of the day, we were both pooped. We had dinner and I was off to slumber land the moment my head touched the pillow.

The next morning, he took me to breakfast. Since the day before, I asked if I could have laksa Sarawak he said we'll have that and he asked me if I can accommodate two rounds of breakfast? I had this strange eerie feeling...

Sure enough, we had the second best Laksa Sarawak in town. Including a piece of chicken feet. Oi, I eat chicken feet, okay? It's not that bad. Really. Then he took me somewhere closer to town for mee jawa pulak. Adoi ai... I tried eating it but then come on la... who was I kidding? My appetite is still not as it should be and noodles are not normally in my breakfast menus. I loved the laksa, I liked the mee jawa. But I couldn't finish the mee jawa. Probably full from the laksa. Of course lah! And he went on making me feel guilty all day. Jokingly of course. And I he's all black and blue from all that teasing. Padan muker... her her her. Whenever he starts "KIta mestilah menunjukkan kesyukuran kita dengan menghabiskan makananan kita.... " I would act like I was going to pinch him and ask him, "Are you gonna take that route or are you gonna take my word for it."

Then, since he has still got work to do, he dropped me off at the hotel and promised to pick me up again before 11 to go all over the place again. It was Saturday, he works on Saturday and he has a PLKN event to drop by too later on.

But he couldn't clear up things until 12noon when he came round and picked me up at the hotel. He took me to this area, I don't remember what's the name. The view of Serapi and Santubong was breathtaking. I wanted to cry but then nanti nampak overly-dramatic sangat. So I just snapped away and gasped and oohed and aahed all along the way. Believe me, the view was fantastic. We had lunch at this place tepi laut. Biasa je tempat tu. Macam rumah and gerai biasa. Makan masakan local. I loved the kerabu. And we had some siput bakau. It was very good. He wanted to get udang actually. Tapi semenjak dari Sebuyau lagi memang tak ada, sedangkan jarang tak ada udang ni. Now kat situ yang kat tepi laut tu pun tak ada juga. So he surmised, kalau nak beli udang tak boleh have me with him, sebab the gods of the udangs will not allow him to buy udang. Hahaha...

It rained hard while we ate and it rained still by the time we were ready to go. So he had the restaurant owner escort him to his car under the cover of an old umbrella and he drove the car to me so I won't have to walk so far to the car in the rain. *swoon*

For these few days, I have been telling him the benefits of staying in Kuching instead of moving to KK and start everything new. I don't particularly love Kuching, but I just don't see making Kota Kinabalu a home. Don't get me wrong. Kota Kinabalu is a great getaway destination. But it is concentrated and densely populated, I just think it is a bad idea, no matter how adaptable he is to his environment. Seeing that I was so keen on Kuching, it prompted him to ask me "So, you like Kuching, huh?"

"Yeah, it's not bad..." His next question made me laugh.

"How many do you have?" Aku mati -matilah ingat he was talking about Kuching the city. So I went on explaining to him about the type of cat I have and I only have one, very quiet, independent and mind-reading cat.

Then we swung by the PLKN camp for him to see the Camp Commandant, tapi he was nowhere to be seen. So after a few minutes, we left anyway. Then he took me to town to get some Sarawak t-shirts. I don't remember why, I sulked. I said, in my gentlest tone of voice, Takpelah... tak payah pergi tempat tu, I'll find something at the airport tomorrow morning, and I turned away all along the drive. I wanted to convince him I was really okay about not getting stuff for my friends tu. But I felt my spirit leaving me when he half-refused me that time. Like he didn't want to take me to that market. He didn't say much, but he said, it's okay, we're here, and besides, there would be nothing much to buy at the airport nanti. It was raining hard again. He parked the car, got out, opened an umbrella came to my side and waited for me to come out and handed me the umbrella while he put on his baseball cap. You see, he hates the rain because he gets sick very easily when he is exposed to the rain. But wanting to teach me positive thinking, he'd always say, rain is good, it clears up the haze. I could sense that he was eager to get me back to my hotel so he could clear up work and lock up and spend the rest of the day with me. But since I was sulking, he braved the rain and took me to the market anyway. I felt guilty for being so sensitive. He walked quickly, I had to speed up my pace to keep up with him. He was not mad at me, he was just trying not to be in the rain too long.

I got my stuff and was happy again. No, I am not the type yang merajuk panjang-panjang. I didn't even want him to know I was sulking that time, but maybe the tone of voice and the body language was too loud for a man of his calibre not to notice. And he handled it wery well. Just right.

On the way back to the hotel and when I was in a better mood than before, Broery's Jangan Ada Dusta came on the radio, and he dedicated that song to me. I wanted so much to shed tears... tapi I simply turned away and just listened to every word from the song.

That's Abang. He may be old and hard to read his expression, he does not do the PDA thing and he hides me from everyone. I understand that he has a hard time expressing his feelings, except for the times when we held hands in the car. But whenever there is a good song, he'd ask me to listen and dedicate it to me. I guess that is his way of telling me how much he cares about me without having to say it himself. That would suffice, for now. He can't even say he loves or misses me. We'll find a way.

Then he dropped me off at the hotel went back to his office to clear up and lock up and came back an hour later with pizza. Yeah, finally we get to spend some time together just the two of us. Finally there was no scenery or people to distract me from the questions that I have been dying to ask him. Esok pagi dah nak balik, he said. This is the last chance we have to spend together... he's so sweet. We talked and ate and talked and ate. But then it was already 8. The news was on.

He said if he wants to be on time to get me to the airport the next day, he'd have to leave then and get enough rest. He's had a full week so far.

This morning, I woke up at 4.15am to get ready to fly back home. He called me at 5am to tell me that he is awake which means I don't have to get a cab to the airport. He picked me up at the hotel at exactly 5.40am, as he said he would the night before. Once I checked myself in, he quickly took me downstairs and to the ground floor where there is an open restaurant and proceeded to buy me breakfast of nasi goreng with two chunks of chicken curry. It's the Kuching airport and it was 6am. If he had more time and it was a little later than that, he could have been more original.

I picked my way through the meal and he finally said, you don't have to force yourself. Just leave it and you can have a better meal in Miri later. Does he sound kesian or what?

Tadi I sampai Miri airport, I didn't have that lunch he's asked me to have. Didn't have the appetite. He's not there with me.

But then, as soon as I got to Lawas, just to cleanse myself of his aura and of being with him these six days, and get my sense of being to back being alone again (don't worry, he's the only person in my heart for a long time now) not in the safety of him being by my side, I took Z to Sipitang and had a hearty late lunch of Beef Fried Rice and Sup Tulang. Ha... siapa kata mak takde selera, nyah?

I have photos of course, but I lost my card reader. So that will have to wait.

For Bella and J, nanti I balas your comments, k? I wanna get some rest myself. Esok dah sekolah. Sedih sebab we're apart again.

He wants to start the paperwork for our wedding. That's sweet. But then if he knew I haven't gone for the wedding course the way he's asked me to, is he gonna be disappointed in me? I'll go. Soon.

Malam ni, have to start getting used to not seeing him in the morning when he swings by like he always does the past few days. Gosh, why does he have such effect on me?

I miss him. I miss him so very much... :-(

leaving again

Things will come to those who wait. Do they really?

I have had that experience one time too many not to believe in it.

I was being lazy in bed this morning when my phone rang. It was the office. The guy told me that I have to attend a course from August 27 - 30th. I have to go on Sunday. My tickets are booked and ready. I only have to go pick it up at the travel agency.

It's a teaching courseware kind of course and it is going to be held at the Holiday Inn Santubong, Kuching.

Is that crazy or what? To think that I was just there last Monday and I am gonna be there again this Sunday.

I had a great time with the team and of course with N. I didn't know I am going to be there again so soon.

I sent him a text message telling him about it and asking if he'd be around during that time, wondering how he would react to it. An hour later he responded with a simple "Will still be in Kuching next week." Which is fine, because how else should he have responded? Remember, he is going to be 49 soon and he is not the excitable kind.

He called me later and we talked some more.

"Where are you going to have the course?"
"Adalah, somewhere jauh, jauh, jauh in the jungle."
"Hmm... jauh, jauh, jauh in the jungle..."
"Well, not exactly the jungle, of course,"
"Is it in Santubong, then?" Boy, he knows his turf.
"Yeah, jauh kan."
"No, it's not that far, it's just about an hour from my place."
Tak jauh? One hour... tak jauh? That is so sweet. Pandainya ambil hati. Ada apa-apa ke nih?

Among other things, we talked about our plan of spending some time together in KK next month. I was surprised that he wanted me to apply for leave for one whole week. I explained to him that if I don't have a valid excuse for the leave, then I would have to apply for 'unpaid leave' and that would affect me later when it is time for me to retire. He realized that would be a bad idea. And I thought, it's going to be Ramadhan anyway. I don't think that is a good idea. Letih and lapar nanti.

Then he said I will have to apply for leave and extend my stay this time. I asked him what for? I told him the last day of the course would be the 30th (I wonder if he remembers my birthday!!! But even if he doesn't, I am not gonna take it to heart) and the next day would be Independence Day and then the weekend, so I don't exactly need to apply for leave. Then he said he's not sure what he's supposed to be doing or where he should be on Saturday and Sunday and will check later, and that he might have to be in KL. I went "Alah..." in my most manja voice, feigning disappointment, he quickly put in, "Well if that is the case then all you have to do is come with me then."

I was like... quietly, of course... well, I didn't know what to think, really. That was either the sweetest thing he could say or the corniest? I don't know. But for the time being, I'll take that as sweet. Man, he sure knows how to play his cards right. Is that from experience? Hmm... :-)

But then a co worker came by and asked to borrow my mp3 radio transmitter thing. He wanted to buy one when he goes to KK tomorrow. I kept him on the phone all the while and then when I got back to him, we were ready to hang up. Such detail lah aku cerita ni. Huhuhuhu...

Well, for the things he said on the phone about keeping my tickets open because we won't know when I would be leaving until it was time to leave and the extending of my stay and the other nice things, I will not take everything so seriously and try to take things as they come so that I won't be disappointed if they didn't happen the way I wanted them to be. I have made that mistake before, it makes me feel like sh*t and made me hate him. I am not going to let that happen to me again. Because I will be the one who will be hurt. Another lesson learned.

Anyway, that made my day, really.

So tomorrow I am gonna go to school and mark the exam papers I left before I went on my last Kuching trip and leave the marks for the respective teachers before I have to leave again on Sunday morning.

I have never had the need to apply for leave in my life before. So why is it so hard for me to accept the fact that I should not be doing that simply because I wanna spend more time with him, because it is totally unnecessary.

No, not even for him. And he knows that.