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A sad farewell to Script Frenzy

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I wasn’t really sure if I want to write about this, but I suppose I cannot keep it to myself any longer. It’s really hard for me to swallow all by myself. I know most of you wouldn’t be able to understand what I’m talking about, but please bear with me. I just need to let this out.

You see, it has come to my attention a couple of days ago that a writing program that I have been involved in for years will be finally shut down indefinitely after the new management took over the Non-Profit Organization that is hosting this writing program. Apparently, they have decided that the program in question is unsustainable and they do not have enough monetary resources to keep it alive.

This news is really something unexpected among us who belongs to this writing community where the program in question has been thriving in inspiring people to write scripts for 30 days consecutively in April every year despite the lack of funds. At some point, I wondered why terminate the program now, and not a couple of years before?

It’s a really shocking news to me as I’ve been working for years as a regional Municipal Liason in bringing the script writing to the next level, and suddenly, wham… I was told that the program will be shut down indefinitely in favour of other programs that’s deemed more important in comparison to this one. I feel as if all of my effort all these years have been all for naught, and I have no means to keep encouraging and inspiring people to write scripts anymore.

Sure, the program does not have much participant in comparison to other writing programs under this organization, but I believe that a lot of people, especially young people and students have benefited from this program greatly. Not many could find the structure and the resources that they need when it comes to script writing for free, and this particular program has provided so much of that. It’s really a shame that it has to be shut down, really.

It has been a great five years, and I was really hoping that there’s more to come, but now…I have to say goodbye to a wonderful program that has thought me so many important lesson in life and brought so many aspiring script writers together every year.

Goodbye, Script Frenzy. You will be missed.

 

Cleffairy: Right at the moment, all I can do is just say goodbye to this great writing platform and pray that other programs under this Non-Profit Organization will not not terminated in the same way any time soon.

 

 

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Keeping a Fresh Marriage: It Can Be Done

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Too often, schedules, tasks and commitments rule our lives and our marriages. It can feel impossible to manage busy lives while maintaining excitement and surprise in our relationships. Have you been married for just a few months and want to know good habits to start that will last long into the future and keep you excited about one another? Or have you celebrated a couple of decades together and find yourselves facing monotony? No matter how long it’s been, it is never too late to infuse new life into your marriage and enliven your connection with your partner.

  • Never Stop Dating  Even though you are no longer in the dating phase of your relationship upon getting married, the truth is this: You should never stop dating. Make the effort to set aside quality time that is so easily lost in the shuffle. Spending intentional time together allows you to reconnect and enjoy each other’s company in the midst of your busy days. Go out alone and do something you enjoy. Take turns planning a special evening. It will infuse life and romance into your everyday partnership.
  • Use Your Words  The simple act of talking can work wonders in bringing couples together. There is a reason why communication dominates the top of every relationship to-do- list. Just listening to one another and voicing thoughts fosters trust within your relationship. Leaving things unsaid, on the other hand, means expectations and frustrations go unknown, unmet and unaddressed. This breeds contempt when simply conversing with one another leads to understanding. If there is something you need that you’re not getting, make it known. Listen if your partner is sharing thoughts or concerns with you. As communicating can be the hardest thing to do sometimes, a third-party counselor specializing in marriage can be a helpful option to get things back on track.
  • Know Your Role  As a husband or wife, you have a particular role unlike any other in your partner’s life. You have the power to make the other person feel either loved and appreciated or completely invisible. Remember to give due attention to your spouse and let them know that they are on your mind. It doesn’t require grand gestures (though those are encouraged, too), but simple notes, texts, phone calls, and other small gestures that validate the other person. You chose this person, signed up for a lifelong commitment and little acts of love go a long way. They serve as a reminder that each other is valued, which means more coming from a spouse than anyone else. Strengthen that bond and encourage those supportive roles within each other.
  • Break the Routine Enough with the everyday list of things to do. That is not going anywhere and there are a thousand ways each day that we can fill our time, sometimes without a second thought. Bring spontaneity back into your marriage and leave the routine behind now and again. Instead of jumping into chores first thing on Saturday morning, go explore somewhere new in your city or strike out on an adventure together. Being spontaneous can break through the mundane and set a new tone for your time together. Look for new ideas from Love Blogs and be open to possibilities you can try. Try a wine tasting, farmer’s market or hike. Throw a Frisbee or rent bikes for a few hours in the middle of the day. On a rainy day, take the time to learn a new game or attempt a new recipe. Sprinkling your marriage with different activities helps keep the relationship fresh and the average at bay.

No matter what, you have to try. As soon as you stop paying attention, you may not even recognize when your marriage changes and becomes stale. Keep it alive and flourishing, you won’t regret it.

Article Sources

Tips for Keeping Your Marriage Fresh (2012) CT Department of Children & Families

Marriage Help: How to Keep Your Relationship Fresh (2012) Strengthen Your Relationship

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CarSifu Review

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My first family car…is a junk car. No kidding. It’s an old Kancil car my husband bought from my father in law, and I was told that the car has not only changed owner for more than 3 times, but it survived an accident that nearly send my younger brother in law to an early grave too.

I have no idea why my father in law sold that car to my husband. One would have thought that the car is no longer safe to be on the road, but since we were very young  back then and desperate for a car to move around with but couldn’t exactly afford a brand new car, we bought the car for Rm3,000 from my father in law.

We paid cash. A car is a car. As long as it can drive us around… it was good enough for us.

Once upon a time, I would have think that Rm3,000 for a Kancil was a very good deal, but thinking back, while the car did serve us well and get us to where we want to go, I got to admit, that junk really did give us a lot of problems. Hell, it even give us problem the first day we brought it back! The first time my husband drove the car back home, the drive shaft of the car wasn’t exactly in a tip-top consdition and it konck on him in the middle of the road, and we had to send it back for repair before we could really drive the car.

And if you think that is the end of our nightmare with the car, then you’re dead wrong. The car is highly expensive to maintain and it would have at least gobble up Rm800 each time it break down. One thing will break down after another, and each time such thing happen, I will go ape on my husband, cuz for what it’s worth, the car gives us nothing but misery each time something goes wrong with it’s engine and stuff. Nothing ever goes right with that car.

It happens almost every month, and it’s safe to say that I will go ape on my husband each time the car gives us trouble. Not to sound ungrateful, but sometimes, I wonder if my father in law’s intention was to help us or sabotage us. 🙁

Anyway, I suppose my father in law feels guilty whenever I hinted at him that the car have been eating most of our hard earned money, and he offered a newer car, an old model Iswara at  reasonably cheap price. Another second… ahemm… third hand car. It used to belong to my second brother in law.

Thinking that any car would be better than the wretched Kancil, we took it, but having to deal with the old Kancil that we bought from my father in law, I’m still skeptical with the performance, and started to browse around for better options. You know… just in case this ‘new’ car started to give us problems like our old Kancil. As they say, ‘once bitten, twice shy’ and while you wish for the best, you got to be prepared and expect the worst too.

When I was browsing for cars, I stumbled upon this site, CarSifu. Boy oh boy oh boy. This site is a gem. I wonder why I never stumbled upon this site, but I sure glad that I managed to find this site while I was browsing for cars for sale. At least I would be able to find good condition used cars that’s being sold at a reasonable price, and I’d be spoiled for choices.

Carsifu.com is a leading car classified website n Malaysia. It listed more than 30,000 cars for sale in it’s database, and if you’re like me…always on a budget but needed a car to go around, you might want to take a look at this website. Most of the cars are from Malaysia, mainly Kuala Lumpur, Selangor, Penang, and Johor.

The website have a clean and organized look, and not complicated to use. All you need to do is perform a search on a car model that you’re interested in on the search bar and you’ll be amazed with the result that came out. You’ll be spoiled for choices, and good bargain, I guarantee you. The results usually comes with details that you need; such as car pictures, price, engine specifications, etc.

This site is definitely for those who wants to hunt used cars but have no time to drive to the used car shops to test drive or make a selection and a purchase. Pretty convenient, don’t you think? You get to browse for a lot of cars from the comfort of your own home and get to select a car that you really like without the influence of those persuasive and assertive car sellers who are more interested in getting comission rather than help you find an ideal car for yourself.

Not looking for a used car but more inteersted in selling your used car? Well this website is for you too. All you need to do is register and login to this website and with a few clicks, you’ll be able to post a car advert on this website for free. Yes, you heard me right, you can post an advertisement to sell your car for free over here.

Isn’t that great? It’s a great car site for both potential car buyers and car sellers.

 

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Thank you

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I’m not a people-person. I make enemies more than friends, and most of the time, I speak before I think. I am a very bad person, so I thought everyone should be forewarned about me before they get close to me. If you’re an overly sensitive person, then I think you’re better off being someone else’s friend…. someone who won’t speak her mind… someone who is better, and definitely different than me.

Anyway, despite the fact that I’m cruel, evil and heartless in nature in the eyes of many, I’m glad that there are friends who stands by me and give me moral support whenever I need it.

Last week have been one of the longest week of the year. The cardiologist found a few 1 cm tumour in my father in law’s lungs during his most recent check up and he had to undergo an operation to remove the tumour and my family and I had to be in the hospital on and off. It was horrible…during the first few days my father in law’s lungs had to be ‘cleaned up’ and he lost alot of blood. It flowed out of his body as he lay on the bed.

It was really scary and frankly speaking, I was horrified with his condition. I cannot get worries off from my head, even when I tried. I couldn’t sleep and I couldn’t eat well. I wrote about my worriest a couple of days ago and I’d like to thank everyone for their prayers and well wishes…. especially AngelBear who kept me company at night when I felt miserable and scared, and also to Smallkucing and his family for offering to send me food while I was in the hospital accompanying my father in law.  Everyone have been so thoughtful and I feel so blessed.

While we still don’t know if the tumour is actually cancerous or not, my father in law is slowly recuperating and things seems to get better with each passing day (and I hope it’ll continue that way)… and I believe he’s recovering not only because the medical practitioner’s effort, but also because of YOUR prayers and good wishes. Believe it or not…not even my father in law’s family members offered such prayer or good wishes.

I may sound silly… and superstitious even, but… as evil as I am, I believe in God and the power of prayers. I believe that in some situation, prayers does help, and God will answer the prayer in His own time. And I believe, this time, He answered your prayers and good wishes, and so, here I am…saying thank you to everyone for their prayers and good wishes.

Thank you so much for dropping by and send me your prayers even though you don’t know my father in law. Thank you, thank you very much.

Cleffairy: Thanks to your prayers, I can finally take a breather again.

 

 

 

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Things I can get used to again ^_^

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I mentioned in my previous blog post that my husband is studying again, didn’t I? Well… some people would say that studying and marriage does not exactly walk hand in hand as it is hard to juggle between your academic life and your family life, but I completely disagree. Why? Well, elementary my dear readers. When I first met my husband we were both just students. And when we’re together and blessed with a baby, we were still students. I was not even out of college yet and I managed to get good results in my studies while being a full time mother. It was hard, yes, but not impossible.

My husband and I graduated and when we started working 2-3 years back, we promised each other that we will not allow our marriage and relationship stop us from pursuing our studies in the future. Now it is time to keep our words to each other. My husband has just started studying again, and it will be my turn to continue my studies next year when our boy is finally standard 1. It would be great. The three of us will be students. We’d make quite a trio, don’t you think? Imagine the three of us sitting at the table doing our homeworks together or preparing for exams together. I think it would be very very nice!

My husband studying again is something I definitely can get used to… it’s going to be a bit rough along the way, no doubt, but I am very proud of my husband that he decided to continue his study. I’ve always have the hots for intelligent men whose nose stuck in the book every now and then. I find it pretty arousing and very, very, very sexy. (OMG… when the hell will he finally ruin his eyesight and wear specs? That would be sexier…just like Clark Kent!)

I like men with brains…they are… highly stimulating. LOL! Ahemm… I am not sure if my husband will read this. I don’t really hope he will read this post. I think I’d feel abit shy for expressing myself like this. But then again… what the hell… seeing him studying again reminds me of our college years where we’re both horny teenagers.

He was my senior, and we used to study together. And seeing him studying these days really brings back those memories where we used to hold hands and steal kisses in places we’re not supposed to do so- in the elevator, in the library, in the gardens and playgrounds…. Okay, we were both very naughty…so if you don’t want to read mushy things over here and goes eyewww, please get out of here before I make you retch. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.LOL.

Just last week, before my husband left for his exam, I kissed him good luck. It is nothing, really. I always kiss him on the lips each time before he go out. I’ve forgotten why we’ve been doing this, but now that he’s been studying and I’ve been taking a hell lot of trip down the memory lane, I finally remembered why I’ve been kissing him by the door before he goes out of the house without failed.

It is because I realized that I actually liked kissing him and being kissed since my first kiss back then. I used to steal kisses from him ever since our first kiss in front of my hostel room nine years ago. =.= It’s been a habit since, and when we started to live together, we just casually kiss each other before either one of us leave the house and stopped remembering why we’ve been doing this all these years, and from hot, open mouthed kisses, it became a chaste kiss on the lips.

Things are different when we’re living together. Things became rather…mundane, but now… I am not quite sure if I can say the same since my husband started to study again. There are welcome changes…things that I can definitely get used to again.

Oh boy… I think I am in big trouble. I caught myself stealing glances at my husband when he was sedately driving and I did the unthinkable and peep on him while he was studying. *FACEPALM* Not sure what the hell is wrong with me, but I suppose, seeing him having his nose stuck in the book makes me feel as giddy as a teenager again.

After so many years… I feel as if I don’t just need him in my life as the father to my child or my husband, but I want him all over again…want him… as in… want him just as him-no title or responsibility attached. Hmm… weird, that doesn’t really make sense. I suppose a better description of it it is falling in love with him all over again? Geez… I dunno… I can’t think straight right now. Right now I’m having flashback of us dancing to N’sync song- “I Drive Myself Crazy’. This damn scene where we dance in his room during college keeps intruding the peace of my mind. *GROAN*  What the hell is wrong with me?

Sigh… anyway, my husband had his first exam 2 weeks ago and he passed with distinction. I am very proud of him and I think he deserved the good result as he really did study alot and drives my hormones crazy during the period. As much as I support him and wants him to excel… I am not quite sure if I’d survive myself. I’m becoming  the younger version of me with each passing day and I could have sworn that he’s becoming the younger version of himself as well… with loads of improvements and tricks up his sleeves.  My husband haven’t been a really good boy these days. He’s been rather naughty. =.= I wish I can say two can play the seduction game, but I’m a bit of a chicken, and this time around, I’d be sure to remind myself of protection. >.< I’m enjoying my life too much to be a mother all over again! For now, I want to enjoy being an ‘elder sister’ to my son and a lover to my husband.

Cleffairy: I lie awake, I drive myself crazy, thinking of you…

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Attitude, attitude!

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I don’t mean to sound uptight all the time, but you know something? I really can’t stand the behaviour… or rather misbehaviour of some people. I’m not exactly an angel or a saint and therefore, my patience and my generosity does have bounds.

You see… I’m an avid reader. You know… I read those printed rectangular thing… they’re commonly known to the world as books. I read an average of 10 books per week and my books are my treasure. They are very dear to me.

I like lending my books to people, especially to bookworms who knows how to appreciate what’s inside the book. I’m fine with lending books to people as long as they return it to me when they have finished reading or reviewing it.

But what I do not like is when people do not make an effort to return what is mine.Wait… ‘do not like’ is too mild of a description. Loathe and despise is a much more accurate description of how I usually feel when people made no effort to return what actually belongs to me.

Just yesterday, I have the urge to read one of my Enid Blyton book. It’s a classic and no longer in print. In other words, it’s a rare book. Very rare book. A collector’s item.

I remember that a friend has borrowed it quite some time ago. I’ve double checked in my personal library, and I was right, it’s not where it’s supposed to be and so I contacted this friend of mine and ask her to return it to me at the earliest convenience. I expected that my friend is done with the said book, considering that it’s been ages. But much to my chagrin, my friend made no effort to return it to me. I am not sure if she’s lost it or the book is no longer in good condition, but she kept delaying and giving me all sort of excuse…busy and no time and stuff. It made me wonder if my friend is really busy or just giving me excuse. 🙁

I really want my book back since I can no longer buy it from the bookstores as it’s no longer in print. I hope my friend would be compassionate enough to return the book to me, and if she had lost it, or the book is no longer in a good condition, I can still forgive her as long as she’s honest with me and I can take it as my misfortune.

I am not exactly a monster. Honesty is the best policy. I can tolerate honesty. If you’ve lost it, then just say it. And if it’s spoiled, you can be frank with me and we can arrange some sort of compensation. I can tolerate honesty. I’m not that childish or immature. What I cannot tolerate is people who do so many things to escape from being responsible and pretends as if nothing is going on. 🙁

I’m very disappointed. People may call me calculative, but it is my right to ask people to return what actually belongs to me. I may be able to forget it if it’s still obtainable in the nearest bookstore, but it is no longer in print. What else am I supposed to do? Dig the author’s grave and ask the author to write that particular book for me? Not quite practical or possible, since I’m not a necromancer.

Cleffairy: Isn’t it easier to be honest and be responsible than to lie, cheat and not admitting that you’re in the wrong? What good does it do to push the blame to others? Some people simply have no conscience and courtesy. If adults behaves this way, then how do we expect our children to be responsible for their own action? Or the future generation would be filled will people who have no moral?

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Vision Correction Continues To Evolve

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I don’t need a professional like Glenn Hagele to tell me that the option to vision correction is continuing to evolve. My recent visit to my optometrist has pretty much enlightened me on the options that I may have if I want to get my shortsightedness corrected. You see, I’ve been wanting to get rid of my spectacles…I used to think that it makes me looks respectable and intelligent. I used to think that it will hide the beauty of my youth and made me look unworldly and humble.

But what’s the use of looking intelligent, humble, unworldly and respectable when people treat you like an idiot and does not spare an ounce of respect for you even when you treat them well? And what is the use of being mild mannered when all you get in return is people trampling you mercilessly and using you like a string puppet and expect you not to know it?

Cleffairy: Perhaps, it is time for me to show the world that I had enough of people’s nonsense and I ought to walk with my head held high! Perhaps, a good way to start is change my appearance. Maybe I want to look like Ashwarya Rai. She have beautiful eyes, don’t you think?


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Those good old days are gone…

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Those good old days where you can buy lotsa things with Rm1 (Around USD0.35) is gone. These days, Rm1 is not much of a value anymore. But thank God, every now and then I manage to find something nice for just RM1; like this nasi lemak for an example. (Nasi lemak is a local Malaysian dish, consisting of fragrant coconut milk rice served with condiments of fried peanuts, fried anchovies as well as sliced cucumbers)

These… these are a gem, very authentic and it’s very hard to find these sort of nasi lemak in Malaysia these days. These nasi lemak are fully wrapped up with banana leaves. These days, we only have the modern version of it; all wrapped up in plastic+newspaper or in white polystyrene, and it’s no longer simple. The modern ones are usually served with lotsa things; fried chicken, fried eggs, etc and usually cost at least Rm5 (USD1.5) per pack.

For Rm1, I get these…. 1 cup of very fragrant nasi lemak with served with a side of fried peanuts, fried anchovies, a quarter of boiled egg and topped with some spicy hot sambal.

I couldn’t resist adding my own omelet to the RM1 nasi lemak. The taste? Heavenly.

But by the time I finished eating the nasi lemak… I wondered why I couldn’t resist adding my own omelet to it. Is it because I’ve grown fussy? Or it it because like the rest of the world, I’ve become complicated and I failed in the most important thing in one’s life; which is to appreciate and enjoy life at the most basic and stop trying to be complicated?

*SIGH* I suppose the world suit me now. It’s complicated, and so am I.

Cleffairy: Those good old days are gone, and they are never coming back.

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Of Bedtime Stories and The Last Unicorn

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When I was a little girl, I was a very hard to impressed kind of child. I was quite a tough nut to crack, and it takes a lot to impress me. I am still like that. I am not easily swoon with admiration for people who glittered with glamour. No, that’s just not me. I admire things that’s larger than life, and things that not many people can do.

I admire unsung heroes. To me, anyone can be on TV… anyone can be famous and make it to the front page of a glossy magazine, but not many can be unsung heroes and tell extraordinary stories that will be etched in your memories forever.

When I was a child, I did not like the normal happily ever afters. I love adventures and queer stories that does not exactly involved a desperate princess who needs some rescuing. I like stories where princesses do some rescuing of their own.

I hate weak characters with a passion. And my father had to create stories for me for our bedtime story sessions. Thank God, though, I don’t hate all ready-written storybooks. One of the books that I loved to listen to when I was a child was ‘The Last Unicorn’ by Peter S. Beagle.

It’s a story filled with captivating magic and it never failed to enchant me every time. The Last Unicorn follows the journey of a unicorn and the unicorn’s discovery of reality, truth, love and adventure. It’s the kind of story that will intrigue a child, and I daresay, most adult as well. The Last Unicorn is the kind of story that not only will make you laugh, but touch your heart and make you cry as well.

I’ve forgotten about this story til recently I noticed that the book has been made into a comic book, and it’s for review on Netgalley. The Last Unicorn by Peter S. Beagle was given a new breath and published by IDW Publishing in 2011 and it’s livelier than ever.

I couldn’t help myself and requested it for review, and the illustration is superb and beyond my expectation.I fell in love with this story all over again, and it’s one story that I would not mind sharing with my boy during our bedtime story session.

Yes, people, I do tell bedtime stories to my son, despite the fact that he struggles to concentrate listening to the stories. Somehow, I have the kicks out of scaring him with stories that I made up as I go. I know it’s not a very good thing to tell the typical bedtime stories to your child, but then again… I’m sure he will appreciate it when he grows older. He get to tell people that his mum is unique and he had a hell of a childhood with her.

Mummies and daddies out there, do you tell bedtime stories to your children before they go to sleep? If you do, what is their favourite story? Do you read to them, or you made up stories as you go? Care to share with me your children’s favourite stories and your own personal favourite when you were children yourselves?

Disclaimer: I received an ARC of this book from IDW Publisher via Netgalley. I was not compensated in any ways for  this review/write-up. I rate this book 5 stars.

Book description:

Whimsical. Lyrical. Poignant. Adapted for the first time from the acclaimed and beloved novel by Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn is a tale for any age about the wonders of magic, the power of love, and the tragedy of loss. The unicorn, alone in her enchanted wood, discovers that she may be the last of her kind. Reluctant at first, she sets out on a journey to find her fellow unicorns, even if it means facing the terrifying anger of the Red Bull and malignant evil of the king who wields his power.

Adapted by Peter B. Gillis and lushly illustrated by Renae De Liz and Ray Dillon.

For more information on this title please refer below:

Publisher website : click here
Author website : click here
Aritst website : click here
Artist website : click here

Cleffairy:  Bedtime stories keep children’s imagination alive and help them believe in wondrous possibilities. Tell it to them before they grow up and start doubting the power of imagination.

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Stinking poop, through and through…

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Okay, what the heck am I raving now? Well, I don’t know. Honestly, I don’t. I just feel like putting that goddamn title and be done with it. Cuz I feel like saying it. Why do I feel like I’m saying it? Well, beats me, I have no idea. I’m just being a silly woman, ruled by her hormone again.

Don’t feel so shocked with my statement. If you’ve known me for quite some time now, you’d probably know that this is not exactly newsflash. I’m a certified lunatic in my own rights.

Tomorrow, Sunday is mother’s day. I’m sure most of you ladies are aware of that. I daresay most of you’ll be  celebrating with your mother, wife, daughter, sister…any female who is a mother.

Then again maybe there’s some of you who are like me, such occasion can be likened to no occasion at all simply because it made no difference to you as nobody is greeting you or nobody is giving you any presents to commemorate the day because they think mother’s day is everyday and the official mother’s day is way too commercialized.

I used to be upset when my husband gave me nothing or never bothered to greet me on special occasions such as mother’s day, birthdays or even anniversaries. But I guess, after 8 going on 9 years, I think I’m kinda immune. The brain is somewhat re-programmed by now. No greetings? No tokens of love or appreciation? No problem. Just adopt a wonderful solution to all my bloody misery, greet myself, get myself pressie, thank myself for all the things I’ve done and give myself a pat on the back for still being alive. Nods. Does this sound sensible to you? Maybe not. But it’s quite a diplomatic solution to me. Better than sulking or feeling miserable, don’t you think?

Lemme see…mother’s day is just another day to me this year and I daresay will not change til the day I crawl to my grave, but I am determined to commemorate it this year. And how will I do that? Here’s how:

  • Bought myself a spa voucher that will enable me to enjoy some relaxing massage and a jacuzzi session for 2. No. I’m not bringing my husband with me because it’s only for ladies. I’ve hinted that I wanted it on Facebook earlier on. But since he probably missed it, I bought it myself. I’m very smart, aren’t I? Better to depend on myself than others. When I want something, I get it myself. That’s the way to go! 😀 But I’m not going to bring my mother with me too cuz she’s not in town, unfortunately. Couldn’t bring my paternal grandma with me either cuz she’s already dead. No to maternal grandma as well, cuz she’s on the other side of the world. Definitely not my MIL cuz we don’t along well. I’m dragging my ‘big sister’ with me to accompany me to the ‘ME’ session. It’s going to be so cool, don’t you think? Just me and big sister.
  • Ordered a proof copy of my latest work in progress- Time Tempest. Yeah… can’t help it. The heroes in my novels are all yummylicious and appreciative. Maybe when the proof arrived I could sleep with the book and dream about the characters I’ve created. (Okay, forget I actually wrote that, I’m abit loose on the head)
  • Bought myself a heart-shaped locket. You know, the kind that you can open up and put tiny pictures in it? Well, I’ve been eyeing on it for quite some time now. It’s nothing expensive and it’s rather childish, but I happen to like it and since nobody bought it for me, I bought it myself. But I’m not gonna put any pictures inside. I’m gonna leave it empty. 😀
  • Ditch the man and the brat and go for a haircut whenever I’m free next week. The hair is getting unruly.
  • And last but not least, I’ll be doing myself a huge favour and make appointment with the gyne. For what, you ask me? Infertility treatment? Hell no. Gonna get myself some goddamn advice on some highly effective form of contraceptives so that there will be no more brats on the way to get on my nerves and cut my life short. You see, I’ve decided that I had enough, and it makes more sense for me to wait for my brat to have a kid of his own instead of getting another one for myself to dote on. It won’t be long. Just 10-15 more years. Wonderful, isn’t it? Less one thing to worry about every goddamn month. Truthfully, I’d be awfully tempted for a second child if the first one is not such a nightmare. But since he is a nightmare, I don’t think I want to risk another nightmare. Besides, I don’t think I can afford it and I’m convinced that I’m not cut out to be a good mother. Why bother, anyway?

I guess this is it, huh? This post is also to commemorate mother’s day. So…Happy mother’s day to me, and to all ladies who are mothers. In the words of Daffy Duck, “That… that… that’s all folks,” .

The end. Until the next episode of: Cleffairy and her lunatic raving.

Cleffairy: I have come to learn that with zero expectation, there will also be no disappointment. And now… all I have to do is work on being emotionless. My life, and everyone’s life would definitely be better if I am emotionless. Hmmm… let’s see if I can do that.

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