Hug My Tree

While the people out there are having romantic, candle-lit dinner, I was stuck in a traffic jam because there was a stalled car at KM16.8 along LDP and then there was an accident before Bandar Utama so yea..got home later than usual.

While the people out there are busy confessing and expressing their love, I came home to attend to my tree…or rather plants. I’ve just got to decorate them by tonight. I’m tired. Didn’t really had dinner but I’m happy. They look pretty to me now. Although I won’t be spending most of my Chinese New Year days here..in fact, I’m going to be here 5 out of the 15 days, but I just felt the need to redden the house. It’s like…if my house is happy, I’m happy. And I like my house very much.

And about the ribbons, I had a hard time deciding which to get. Red ribbons…they are so many kinds of red ribbons and they all look very pretty so I ended up buying 3 instead of just 1. Tak pe lah, bring back to Sandakan and decorate some more, masih sempat. Decorating the Sandakan house has always been my task. The only thing I miss doing now is baking cookies. Dulu masa belajar di sekolah/kolej, will help Mum to bake cookies. Yesterday, Mum called to tell me, my maid at home, which is affectionately known as Kak Lucy, told Mum that “Grace paling pandai kalau buat acuan untuk biskut coklat”. Syok sangat aku dengar. Tapi, tak kesampaian la. Now that I’m working, cannot fly back so early. Biskut coklat mak saya tu, best seller tahu? Whoever comes to the house will want to tapao it back home so I always have to sorok the cookies. You put 5 types of cookies in the container for the guests, biskut coklat tu yang cepat habis. Sometimes, I don’t know why I blog in Malay.

This Valentine’s Day is a bit different. I remembered crying pathetically on a particular Valentine’s Day but I think I can just kiss those days goodbye.

22888 is the reading of my car’s odometer as of when I reached home just now. So nice the number. 22888 means easy to fatt. Fatt three times some more. Today, I paid less a toll to my delight because when the car before me wanted to pass through the toll gate, the toll pole was going up in the wrong direction, like go pusing-pusing so the toll booth worker came out to adjust the poll to its original position and it was up. She signalled me to just pass through so I didn’t get to touch with my Touch n’Go card, feel a bit weird but also excited la. The car after me had to pay toll already. kekeke

Ok, hang the clothes, bathe, sleep!

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