"Living Each Single Day"

Actually, I didnt feel like blogging about this coz it would only label me as shallow..er...a wussy..but it was the highlight of the week. Or my life for that matter. I think I have mentioned before about how it would be nice to be approached by a guy provided he's not the type who does that to every passing girl. It would be a huge huge bonus if the guy is handsome...or at least have nice defined biceps..keke. Why bonus? Considering im jz your below average girl..and the guy is so handsome and he approached me..he's either blind..or he digs chicks like me..*grins*. SO that is probably your typical rahayu's blabberings who obviously asks too much. Gee...a big wonder why shes single. Anyway, last Monday I had the dubious honour of being approached by a tall malay guy. Come to think of it...he did look like a tall version of my fren Azam...bwahahaha!! The whole incident scared me because it caught me unaware. Yah of coz lah I dont expect to see him strategise his move infront...

I like posting a new entry on the first of every month. I like posting on a Monday but sometimes, Im too pooped out I treat Tuesday as the new Monday..hehe. Well, my suffering has almost come to an end. Wait. What end? At least not for now. The only suffering that Im talking about is teaching my brother Maths for the past..yawns...few weeks...and I don't know if it is an act of his consciousness or his brain matter has suddenly doubled that he has the decency to actually do self studying! Gasp..Im shocked! When I had the opportunity to go to an open house of a good friend recently, I was worried sick as to whether my brother would have his own initiative to study because I know..the whole family know..he is a TV freak. Maybe..just maybe..it is also God's way of relieving my burden because I can be very tired trying to cope with my life in terms of work, attending to my family's affair after work, friends' affair and also doing some 'me' management. Right now, Im...

So I had the pleasure of being invited to some open houses and it's great...I thank the hostesses for cooking scrumptious food..or ahem..taking credit for her MUM's cookings..but hey, what's a hari raya if you dont celebrate it with good friends. it's also time to catch up, get caught or get hot..man, being in a baju kurung or the malay traditional attire can be rather bothersome but then again, it is hari raya. If you're feeling sticky...u'd better find the fan fast..hehe. But people, just dont get carried away yah with the food, cookies and sweet drinks? Hehe..you don't wanna work out harder after that..and yup, im talking about myself here too..so, if you guys going house visiting, remember...eat in moderation! (this health tip has been brought to you by rahayupopz...) bad position to be at. Im practically hidden behind! aah..the pleasure of being in the centre. See, I helped to break the monotony of the blacks v/s the browns.. me and the sister of one o...

Im pooped..totally pooped. I thought that right after hari raya Im going to come back to the route of health..I even went to the extent of going to the gym twice because that is what I normally do. But I still ended up eating more than my previous daily intake due to the festive season...haha..can't escape. Even my mum cooks but luckily it's only one dish. And yup, she had to give it to me after 12 midnight and according to a magazine, you can gain weight faster when you eat past 8 even if you do not exceed your daily calorie intake. I can't be saying no to my mum...she gets annoyed if people dont taste her cooking or waste, comment too much or never say that her food is very nicef and she will do this 'i refuse to cook for anyone' protest. She will also be all sarcastic by telling us to go eat outside because they are much tastier than her cooking but we all don't know that they put a lot of monosodium glutamate but what do we know, we only go for the taste. Wh...

This year's hari raya celebration is rather hard for me because my dad isnt exactly in his best of health. Even though he doesnt seem overly weak compared to earlier this year, the fact remains that he is no longer stronger this time round. He has to rely on medicine to keep him going but if you ask me, with the state of his kidneys, he isn't too worse off. I can only thank God for keeping me grounded and being the daughter that I am instead of being a wild child or one who only thinks of herself. My dad never asked me to take work leaves for him but i jz felt that it is only my duty. If my dad can survive bringing me up on a small salary, why cant i be a survivor like him? At times when im feeling a tad bit low on how am i gonna get thru w life, I tell myself in e morning, that im a survivor. I can do this. Anyway, enough abt being sorrowful on this occasion. On a positive note, I am able to assume my gym workouts again! Im starting from today..in a different gym but neverthe...

Im thinking..that there are millions of others writing about the same darn thing which is Hari Raya. If you must know but I don't insist, the meaning of Hari Raya is Celebration Day or Festive Day...depending on which one you think may sound nicer or which one you understand. Festive or not, I am not really keen on such days but if I have to look at it in a microscopic point of view, if there is one consolation to keep me on my toes for such a day is my mum's chocolate chip cookies. I think right, that Hari Raya isn't such a bad thing. Alright, so it isnt a bad thing in the first place either but you see, the only problem with Hari Raya in our modern times, like Christmas, it has been over-rated. Of course, usually the children will be the one who will feel the most joyous while we adults have to fork out money for the expenditures to keep the house in order, to feed the family with festive treats or oil rich..i mean..delicious traditional dishes that will only make its app...

Hello!! My magazines supply has arrived..at the doorstep of the common rubbish chute outside my corridors. I thought that when the neighbours living nearer to the chute moved away, I wouldn't be able to get my magazines when they moved house. Okay, so what am I yakking about? Usually, once in awhile like in a course of 6 months or so, I didnt know which neighbours would actually throw out their magazines supply, mostly female magazines looking almost brand new, and then I couldn't resist but pick them up. Today, I took a record of 8 magazines! woo hoo! They are all this year's magazines including one mag that I was contemplating to buy but since I already bought another magazine and that I had to budget, it had to go. But I wanted to get it so much coz it had a special feature about how to dress our body better according to our body shape. I consoled myself by telling that hey, I can check out the internet if I wanted to find out more about what kind of clothes better suit ...