Even my crops in Frontierville (it’s an online game in Facebook, for all you non-Facebooker :-P) are dying – I get notifications every now and then that some friends are helping me to unwither it. LOL thanks, guys! I’m dying to log on to Facebook and play the games.. but I just don’t have the time.

Custom requests are pouring in like crazy .. and I just got a very good offer from a web design company in the USA for some freelance job as well! Crazy, right?? Finally a company that appreciates my small talent. *hee* If I continue to get good offer like this, I’d be buying my nephews and nieces an xbox 360 each for Christmas! Muahahahahah!!

Anyway, back to work.

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PS: I will try to blog-hop when I can.

Turned out it didn’t rain at all. I should’ve spent the day smoking fuente cigars instead – well, if only I have them at home. I don’t even know how to smoke to save my life.

But at least I was being productive today. I managed to complete the header design for a client of mine.

*hee*

Can’t show you the whole header tho since the design is not online yet. I will definitely announce it here once it’s out there. Currently I’m still working on the rest of the design body.

Well, the other half just called. He’s coming back early today!!

Must.Prepare.Dinner.NOW

Hey! So…I went rock-climbing last weekend with my siblings. It’s hard to climb, breathe and wanting to pass out at the same time, especially when it is your first rock-climbing. But I did it! When you finally reached the top, I tell you.. the feeling beats the happy feeling you get when he proposed you with diamonds encrusted rings! lol

My body ached for first 3 days – I can’t even brush my teeth without going Ouch! Adui! Waaaaah!! It’s getting better tho. I can finally bend to tie my shoelaces once again.

If you haven’t tried this sport, then you should. It’s so much FUN!

PS: Pardon me for the icky photo quality. Handphone murah bah. :-P

But guess what I can control?

My ASS is what.

I get to decide whether it gets smaller or bigger. I get to decide whether it could fit into my old skinny jeans or let it join the Biggest Loser Asia and let Kristy Curtis kick it sideways.

I’ve been running. I’m still trying to run. My goal is really simple. I want to run an hour straight..but right now, I can last about seven or eight minutes before my lungs give up. But I’m determined to try until I succeed.

Which means I had to reward myself every time I beat my previous record. Maybe buy myself the best sunflowers to add into my plants collection. Yes, that should be the reward for the time being. The longer I run, the more plants I’ll have and the prettier my balcony becomes. Who knows come Christmas, I’ll have a kick ass body like Jillian Michaels – then I’d have to buy better gift for myself. A total makeover maybe.

Oh so exciting!

After spending about an hour at the mall eating McDonald’s ice-cream (which my sister end up eating them for me), window shopping, looking at power wheels and action figure figurines, we decided to get out of the mall and get home to get ready for our evening activity – to jog.

It was about to rain when we reached the parking lot: strong wind and dark sky greeted us – and my fiancé suggested we take photos just for the fun of it.

We had to take a few shots to get the so-called perfect shot. The wind was too strong that it kept blowing my fiancé’s hair to his face.

Nevertheless, everyone had fun laughing at the rooftop.

Plant 1

This is among the first plant my fiancé and I purchased together. (You know how in-love couples have this our first car together, our first vacation, our first cat, our first garbage etc) It has withstand almost 2 years of abandonment, poor potting and malnutrition because we kept it somewhere where we tend to forget it even existed.

I’m so sorry, dear cacti, for ever forgetting to give you proper pot and watering system. I know how much you’ve starved during your few years stay with us that if you were a human, you would consider getting yourself a social security disability healthcare.

Plant 2

Those aloe vera came into my apartment single, alone and lonely. It was a gift from my mom who wanted us to have some green at home so we’d have a decent supply of oxygen (I made that up, of course). Less than a year later, the aloe vera managed to outgrow the small pot provided to it and built a large family that made Jon & Kate looked like a mini.

Those aloe vera too, withstand abandonment and loneliness in that little red pot.

Oh dearies, I promise I’d buy you guys new pots before the month’s end. I’ll include some brand new black soils as well so as to keep you alive. I’m also sorry that your neighbor – si macau – died last month from excessive fertilizer. (It wasn’t me. It was my fiancé who did it!) I promise I will take care of you from today onwards.

Thank you for supplying us some oxygen.

Pardon me for my attempt in speaking in Kadazan, but that’s the best I can. At least I’m learning!

So I found these cute stuffs on foreverfriends.co.uk and this particular thing caught my eyes, it’s like love at first sight. It’s like finding the Blue Advantage for the first time.

I’m so in love that I think I’m inspired to do something inspirational.. or something inspiring.

Anyway, I’m inspired. :-)

My body however, is giving it’s way to the old age. I couldn’t bend and rest my head on my thigh anymore. Sometimes my back would hurt involuntarily. Unwanted fats popping up at obvious places – the tummy, under the chin, arms, thighs etc. An attempt to lose weight by going for a jog resulted in you throwing up like you’ve had a bad food-poisoning case.

But it’s ok. I don’t mind getting older. I have all the love and support from my loved ones. My fiancé would carry me when I couldn’t cross the river. My parents would keep telling me how beautiful a daughter I am. My sister would tell me how lucky she is to have me as her sibling. And my brother.. oh.. have I told you that he’s treating me to dinner tonight? I’m thinking Nandos. Or maybe I can get him to buy me some wooden swing sets. I’ve always wanted a swing for myself since I was a kid.

Maybe being 30-something is not bad after all.

I think it was ballerina.

Or a singer? Since I sing a lot in the bathroom as a child, annoying the hell out of everyone who lives in the same house with me.

But if you ask me what I want to be now, given a choice, my answer would be:

Farm girl.

I’m pretty sure that this is the only female profession I’ve been dreaming of. Beats the stressful life of having to sit your butt 8 hours straight in the office – and gaining weight in the process that even the best scales go bonkers when you stand on it.

The strange thing? Is that I really can’t stand earthworms, frogs and everything slimy and eekie. I grew up playing with these things, like that one time when my brother threw an earthworm at me that it went down my shirt along with the loudest scream one can ever image coming out of an 8 year old girl. But it was fun. Yes, pure fun. I got traumatized by the sight of an earthworm since and I plan to sue my brother when he becomes a millionaire someday. *evil grin*

I also have to kiss my fiancé goodbye.

Of course, he fetches me to work everyday. It’s a pain to see him waking up as early as me when he only starts work at noon. But I guess that’s what you call love. Waking up early in the morning to fetch your loved one. It’s also good for the relationship, because it keeps my grumbles at bay since I do not have to walk or board the public transport.

But I love working.

I get money by end of the month. I get to spend my money on necessary and unnecessary things. In fact, I’m thinking of getting a matouk soon, if deemed necessary, of course.

Like my fiancé once said, ‘Isn’t it nice? Going off to work everyday and getting paid for it by the month’s end?’