I lived another day

Who could ever know that I was saved by Liam, my dog! I was deep in my slumber when suddenly Liam (in living room) barked agitatedly. I was traumatized by the way he barked. I looked at the other two dogs, Faye and Pedro (in my bedroom) were staring  at the bedroom’s door.

I looked rushed out of my room and I was terrified to see my living room was filled with smoke. It was the smell of either burnt plastic or rubber.  Suddenly I noticed some sparks and flame coming out from the fuse box. I ponder no more, I hastily switched it off. I was so terrified that I might get electrocuted at some point.

Burnt fuse

Burnt Cover

Burnt fuse box

Once the current halted, everything seemed so quiet. The air was still full of smoke. That no good smolder has definitely filled my lungs, I only ajar my main door and windowpane to let the smoke clear the air.

At the end of the day, it was fixed alright by an electrician. I was told it could have burnt the whole fuse box if I did not switch off the fuse box. Short circuit happened due to old loose electric wiring.

If it wasn’t for Liam I might died choking on the smoke or may be burnt to death. I am lucky to be alive and to have Liam. I am so proud to have him. Who knows a dog can be my savior.

I survive and live another day!

LIAM

My lucky charm , My hero!

Happy to be home

I am cuddling myself underneath my warm blanket. The air conditioner is breezing my room at 18 degree Celsius. I got the background Thai pop tune playing. I am lying on my tummy on my king size bed, - blogging.

Awesome! Simple and I like It. Imagining me looking at the Eiffel Tower though a window in a high rise luxury residence hotel. Paris… There goes the sign of sleepiness..

It’s been too long since I envisage or perhaps hallucinate on my bed comfortably. I have the ample time to linger. If life back there is possible, - just for me to linger on my bed doing nothing but to simply be delirious into the wonderland for hours or may be for a day. :P

One year of missing and I am happy to be home.

The right time to talk

Do you have “TIMING” communication barriers with your partners, friends or family? I got a little inquisitiveness on this. When do you talk?

I habitually do some mind synching or updating planners - to do things for the next day in the middle of the night. As when the whole day of busyness has come to a halt this is where you can make planning and some stuff for the future.

I couldn’t immediately notify him as when the thoughts or plans come out. He is usually asleep. So I will remain it to my self till the next wee day before he goes to work. Unfortunately, my partner has a thing that he doesn’t fancy me to agitate him in the early morning with my long story. Therefore I attempt to call him while working; he is every so often too hectic to talk on phone. For me, SMS is just a fair way to communicate. It’s for short messages only. For example, inviting a friend to a party via a phone conversation is far more sincere than thru Facebooking. This is sad. So I remain silent till he returns from work. Men doesn’t like long story after work. I don’t really like to talk during dinner. As it’s time to actually enjoy and appreciate my dinner. Before sleeping? He is too vague to answer me. When do you think is the right time to converse to him?

I need an answer.

I had spent the most impulsive, heartbreaking, and indifferent thoughts in the early of this year. I have started my new year by canceling my flights to the Philippines then moaning for the death. It’s eerie. Life is beyond doubt unpredictable and unexplainable.

I am not sure if I want to say that if I am fortunate. If I am to judge against my life with my younger brother, I know I am way lucky than he is. Life treats him unfair. He is too young to suffer the consequences. What in actual fact happened in his before life that causes all this? But if I am to judge his life against some who suffers most. He is beyond doubt luckier than they are. Our lives are way too unfair to compete and to judge to each other. Why does it happen?  Shouldn’t it all be fair? Doesn’t god forgives ?

It’s just crazy when every now and then I can’t sleep thinking of all those eerie stuff in my head. What is there in the after life? Am I really going to meet those deceased? Are those dreams for real? If only gods know why.

3 weeks

I am so super duper lazy to write. And I have just found out that Michael Scofield died in the end of the season. What a total waste. He is too gorgeous to die! I love his blue eyes. Wonder if I can have baby with blue eyes. Hahah…. Some one wakes me up, unless my other half is not Chinese and is someone with blue eyes. I know I talk silly here….

I have passed the 3 busiest weeks ever. I sleep like more than 12 hours a day. What’s weird is I do find the day light ceases real fast these days. (Coz I wake up in the late noon.) :S

I was in Singapore for 3 times in 2 weeks time. One day visit to Bukit Tinggi and Elephant Sanctuary. Day by day friends and family visits and gather. Oh I love visits and “makan” with all of them. I enjoy each and everyone’s companion. Family and friends who I have been with lately, there is one request I got to state here; when I die I do hope that you guys would come and see the last me on my funeral. I am asking this for real remember this.

I never realized that I can cook real good omelet. I never cook at home. Hubby does the cooking all this while. I am just the dish washer. I was free and hungry one day. Explore my fridge. To my dismay I only found eggs, left over cheese and luncheon meat. Sorry, Maggie is my last resort k. Mind boggling, I beat the eggs, fried it .. add lots of cheese and meat folded it. Voila… Omelet..I tried one small piece. Worried it will be too awful I might want to trash it. Fuyoh … super sedap le. Better than the 5 star hotel chef in Bangkok. I my self can’t believe I can cook nice food haha.. I have not cook like for years. Hubby loves it too! I can’t reveal too much or else I have to prepare dinner everyday. Imagine this kind of wife… hahahaa….

 

Back again ...

This is my first time to encounter a plane flying next to my plane. Everything was so dark. All I saw was the bright shinning stars and a red - white blinking flying object on the left of my window panel. As the blinking light gets nearer, I saw a plane. Not sure where it was heading or what the airline’s company was. It flew few minutes’ right beside the plane I am in. Then it came closer and flew underneath the plane. After a few moments, the plane flew to a different route. It was an unbelievable scene. Truly amazing! Only if I am allow to snap a photo on the plane.

Arrived at the airport, Hub picked us up and drove us to the latest Smart Tunnel. Eerie feeling as no car was spotted on the tunnel that night. (Another unbelievable scene) KL no car wor! It was like a no-end tunnel. What happens if it jams inside the tunnel? Nothing to see and what if it’s like “Daylight” the movie? I could have claustrophobia and agoraphobia. Questions fly in my head. As when I reached the exit, the questions start to vague. Buildings, humans, roads, traffics, lights etc…It’s a relief sight.

Life at home

Exellence Holidays punya tauke lari diri..... So shocked to hear that.... Big company some more!
Faye pigi groom again .... Toby have to wait for his coat to be longer.
I pigi perm my hair today ...... Sista's hair dah straighten.
Bro finishes my kaya ball without asking my permision ... No fun!
Huey's graduate pic is still hanging infront of me ... (*_*)
Wayne visited me .... wah panjang besar liao... He will be going to his grandma's house in Kuching on 11 May 2007.
Saw my old car .. what a coincidence. And a guy is driving it..... Still RED.
Saw the ex's car. Didn't really notice the driver though...Might be the mother.
Jeri, the big balls white rat passed away peacefully yesterday. Cause of death ? Heart attack kuar... so big .... R.I.P. Sista and I will be back on his 7th day of death .. His soul might be back on that day .. (-_-") eeerrieeee......
Grandma got a new hand bag from her son-in-law which she adores it so much. Better don't touch it ....
Won abit in Mahjong. Everyone get to have their own cup of bubble teas at home.
Visited new home ... renovating...
Online and Channel 77 at home.
A cat pooed infront of sista's home again.
Will update the above with photos once I get back to my cozy home. hehehhe........ Bro pc .. what to do ler.