emotional highway

ok i'm supposed to iron my clothes now but that can wait.

i hate ironing clothes, i tend to make lines where i'm not supposed to, and get all sweaty from the heat. i hate hanging clothes too but at least that i can see hope. i bought this new toshiba washing machine with super-spin-dry function last friday at harvey norman suntec. i mean, super spin dry! surely they're on the right track to inventing washing mashine that completely dry clothes, right??

there's no tennis tonight, wimbledon has this stupid rule of not playing on sunday. here we are sitting comfortably at home on sunday night, and they chose to play on busy weekdays instead. well at least there's no justine and nadal to watch now. i was quite bumped up when they lost last week. serena and henman lost too so you see, at least it had not been an entirely wasted week.

so i got all the rest i needed today. except of course, the hanging and ironing. especially after a tiring day yesterday when i went to jb with CY.

it just stopped raining when we took the ride yesterday so the weather was gloomy. there was this motorbike vs car accidents shortly before we reached the customs. the car dented, the bike was upside down and there was a covered body by the roadside. not a preferable sight if you ask me.

the queue was longer at the checkpoint as it was noon, and all these m'sian going back home after half day work. i'm always fascinated by these motorists. here we could see the true ugly nature of our people. they would cramp each other to occupy every little inch their bikes could get into, hon thoughtlessly, choke you with their exhausts and forget courtesy, that's just not in their road dictionary.

after consuming as much carbon monoxide, we headed down the grand hyatt for lunch. upss, not lunch, but high tea. high tea! the only time we have in the weekends to come and have proper meal, and they arranged buffet lunch for weekdays only. big surprise?? not really, by now i kind of accepted the fact that the world stops operating normally on weekends.

so before we knew it, it's almost monday again. i still have not figured out this particular work assignment, still have no clear ideas where or even what will our team building event planned for in a month time be and still a long way to go coaching this new colleague attached to me. i'm getting closer to freak out now.

just received a call from my parents. my father asked why i'm not calling home recently. that was not too good, wasn't it? i don't know why, it's not that i don't intend to call, but when i see the clock, it's either too early, or too late to call. it's almost like the most suitable time just skip, disappear or sth.

my parents gave updates on my younger brother's wedding which is coming soon in a month time. apparently my other siblings already getting their new clothes ready for the event. they planned on wearing golden colour. me? i probably just don in this cream coloured clothes i first wore in 2001. doesn't matter. the wedding dinner will probably be dark anyway so ppl may not notice. hey, i don't even know my sister in-laws' name yet!

which think about it, it's a bit rude, don't you think? not that i care, the chance is i'll only see them once a year or sth like that, but still i feel a bit hurt. just because i live over 300km apart i'm non-entity?

oh i feel depressed now. which should mainly be because of it's sunday night. it's all because of the workloads i have to face tomorrow. no other reason. who cares about that sister in-law?

or maybe because i still have those clothes to iron now. yes that's it!


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