Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree

Christmas is the 2nd best time of the year after cny. And december is always the best month of the year with holidays, christmas carols, holidays and more holidays.

I have not been able to put up my Christmas since I left for KL 3 years ago. One of the reason, I got back is so that I would be able to dig out my X-mas tree from the back of my closet and put it up again. Love beautifully decorated X-mas trees and X-mas carols. They always bring a sense of joy and peace in me.

Something is missing at the top of my X-mas tree, so I decided to place this Red Sesame Street character on top to complete it.

But still, something is missing. Its the x-mas light !
Well, the light have fused.

Oh what the heck ! I still like my X-mas tree.

Next year, i'm getting a bigger one for my new house. Watch-out.

My cousin, Stephanie came to visit all of us 2 weeks ago. It has been 11 years. Didn't manage to catch-up with her in Penang but I managed to do so at Westin KL before she left for Melbourne the next day.

The case of the missing sport shoe - the happy ending

My quest continued the next day at Times Square. Few weeks ago I saw this really cool cross trainer at a Nike boutique. It caught my attention as it was not displayed among all the 'old models'. I took it up for a closer look, and boy it was really light. Of course, the next thing is to search for the price tag lor. Curiosity always kills the cat. RM329.00. I think the cat ciao liao.

Now that I'm on a quest for a new shoe, I revisited that shop to check things out. The shoe is still there. hmmm...the price is 'still there' too. I was secretly hoping that they would throw in some discounts.

Bah !
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The next day.....TADA !!

Tak payah aku beli, dia sudah beli bagi gua. (grins like the cat that got the cream) :))))

The case of the missing shoe - Part 2

Inside 1U, I can't find the shoe I want. Yeah, I know, I can't believe it either.

Fussy woman.

The shape and the color of my old shoe and the cool zipper that it has still lingers in my mind. My mind is playing trick on me. Can't get you outta my mind.... My new shoe has to look the same (or almost).

"Haiyah....your old shoe is history la, can put inside sejarah book already, let bygone be bygone". "You have to move on (to another shoe)".

My new shoe has to be light, not overly fancy and accepted by common people (ie; does not look like a spaceship, a banana or even a vessel). No bold pattern (I'm not making a statement) like bright yellow stripes against black base. Must not be odd looking. Must not have hello kitty or garfield (or any sort of animal character) embroidered on it. Preferably no shoe lase.

Damn fussy woman.

After walking in...and out of over 10 shops (including 4 Nike boutiques), I finally call it a day.

My quest shall continue.........

The case of the missing shoe - Part 1

Some idiot fella had stolen my favourite one of its kind Reebok shoe. She had faithfully served me for almost 2 years and i never thought it would ended up this way.

hmfphhh.....

You crazy shoe stealer, i hope you rot with all the shoes you have stolen.

My quest for a new shoe begins yesterday. Christmas is jst around the corner and the year end sale had begun. As I was on my way to 1U, happily picturing in my mind what would my new shoe look like. This came to a sudden stop when another idiot driving a gold colored Honda City almost hit me when he attempted to overtake without signal.

Bastards !

He could have at least look at his mirror and make sure the line is clear first. I can’t tolerate such reckless driving. Naturally, I slammed on the horn.

Not satisfied.

Something had gotten into me that morning as I just had to make sure that that %$@# know that i'm pissed off. Overcome with rage, I overtook him and flashed my middle finger at him. Nahhhhhhhhh......

Siong, who is seated calmly beside me was dumfounded without words, not at the car but the finger thing i did.

Felt a sense of relieve after that.

Cicak Man

What the fuck ?