So here is how the story goes. Let's start from the beginning, so everyone can understand my confusion. I have been living with my current roomate, for 2 years now, and we get along fine, mostly since we stay out of each others hair. In any case, she then told me that she wants to get married in August. So me then frantically looks for a new roomate, but to no avail. Pikir punya pikir, elokla pindah rumah sorang lagi budak Melayu di sini yang punya bilik untuk disewa bersama. Nak dijadikan kisah, tuan punya rumah 'ala Normala Samsudin, dah punya anak dua, tapi body lawa gila. Mula la terasa rendah diri gila, sebab dia start cakap tak boleh buat macam tu, macam ni, undang2 banyak gila. Terasa macam pelarian pulak. Tambah pulak dengan keadaan rumah kenit dan rasa macam tak muat je nak letak semua barang.. makin la tension.. Enter this new studio, which looks so bright and pretty.. we fell in love with it at first sight. Hope to God that it'll still be available tomorrow and everything works out well....

No, no, no everyone... have not taken a permanent vacation from writing blogs. Have just been busy with training, with packing and being stuck in the fab lab with no computer with internet access. Somehow, Fig, I thought that you had wished me happy birthday, like on the day itself, wasn't aware that you forgot. Now, if you did, that wasn't very nice especially since my birthday is only a few days away from yours... ;)

Am a bit nervous about moving to a new place, new environment and new roomates that I need to get adjusted to. Sigh! I wish I had a lot of money and can live in a nice place by myself. Can't wait when I get home to have that.. I so hate moving and it is proving to be more traumatic than I can imagine. Everything that was settled is suddenly UNSETTLED.

Had a nice long chat with my dad today. He reinforced or made me feel better about the choices I made in life. Somehow, these past few months I have been having so many thoughts about my decisions, was thinking that when I was much younger, I had so much more confidence that the choices that I made were right. Instead, I seem to be double-guessing them these days. But after 30 minutes of talking with him, I realize now where I got the ambition, the drive to do what I wanted and for better or for worse, I have no regrets. Sigh! I have a great dad, even though he complains that I talk too much..

I received my BRAND NEW PINK Muvo Slim.. Wuhooo... Absolutely LOVE IT. I had wanted an mp3 player ever since I saw my friend parading the cute teeny iShuffle, but couldn't afford the price. My bro then said, "tengok creative la and he continued on and on about Zen Micro". A girlfriend actually had one of those and she showed me how nimble and easy it is.

So I then browsed through Creative's products.. Ta da... Fell in love with the MuVo slim, just slightly thicker than a credit card, it has 256MB of space, can access any radio channel one wants - this was the winning point for me and is easily rechargeable through the USB. Not for me are those which need AAA batteries. One can even record one's voice with its integrated microphone. Wuhoo... It came in a sleek black case, so I don't have to worry about scratching the pretty pink surface. This is how it looks like...

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens....
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

Ioana is leaving on Monday. I am feeling so sad. We've had so much fun these past five years together. Though she will still be close by in New York City, it still won't be the same... Sigh! With every joy of meeting new people, there comes the inevitable sadness that comes when we need to part.