New Housemate

Lately, i have been having some ineffable urge for responsibility such as having petS which was rejected without second thoughts despite the relentless persuasion, and having plants which i never bothered to tell my parents (At home we have so many plants and my mum maintains a big farm which i never bothered to water and care for). So today i went for shopping after the "confessions of a shopaholic" (What a movie! my stomach still hurts), to quench my thrist for shopping and while shopping we came across a wonderful looking glass bowl which would be the best home for tiny fishes. So, we stood in front of the shop wondering whether or not to have fish in our room. After few minutes, we realised there isn't any space left in that tiny room and therefore having a mini acquarium means we have to sleep outside the room. Not willing to give up, my friend suggested of rearranging the room to find some space to room the bowl and the fish. EVentually, we decided to rearrange the room first and then think about getting the fishes and the bowl.

Feeling dissapointed, i wanted to get a flower pot to put inside the room especially next to the window to give me some responsibilities in life. I wanted a plant with a lot of flowers which will bloom often ( i had mental image of watering the flower and it blooming the next day and me sitting next to the window admiring the colour of the flowers). But again , the reality hit me and yeah SPACE and $$$ are what i am deprived of. So, i spent REAALLLY long time deciding on the plant and eventually bought the smallest plant available, a CACTUS! WHat's in a size? Any plant is a plant. So, the CAcky is near the window enlivening my otherwise dull desk. I hope to see it grow bigger than this.

CUTE FELLAS!

Finally, i have found the time to upload the pictures of my latest crush. As i have blogged earlier,

i have fallen in love with one of the guys but my mum has strictly said no, leaving me with a broken heart. Since i can't have him, i visited him everyday ( i even bathed him one fine day and my brother has been complaining that eversince the wonderful bath, the puppy is balding :p)and captured some of THE moments . His brothers and sisters joined in and made it even merrier. May be in June i might get new puppy as promised by mum..hopefully! Here are some of the snapshots.

MR.BLACK!

CHEESE:p

DO NOT DISTURB! LUNCH TIME





LAST BUT NOT LEAST...MY GUY :0

When A is seen as B

Often in our daily lives we are subjected to various stereotypes and sometimes we tend to stereotype others ( may be out of the vengeance). It's a lie, if you say you have never stereotyped a person for all of us do that most of the time. I often feel ashamed of myself and guilty for casting a wrong image/ perception on people though most of the times it turned out to be the truth.

I have an uncomfortable feeling towards the foreign workers in Malaysia especially the Indonesians, Bangladeshis and Nepalis ( no hard feelings plz). I have no reason or rationale for the assumption but that's the way i feel about them. Presently, they are in abundance everywhere in KL streets, trains and buses. And what irritates me more, is their fixed, penetrating, pervert gaze at girls which spooks the hell out of me. Whenever, i board a bus in KL i always feel that i'm being scrutinized by some pervert eyes and it's more irritating when you notice a flirtatious smirk on their face and all that i want to do at that time is fork out their... EYES! Sometimes i just stare back at them for that's what i can do at that moment. Recently, i have developed a habit of not looking at them.

Few days ago, i was back at home for my break and i went to one of the clothes shop looking for my brother. There was a guy standing on the aisle of the shop showing his back. Once i walked in, he turned but i didn't look at him as i was engrossed in finding for my brother. In my mind, i had a preconceived idea that he was the shop owner who is a Chinese. So when he said "hi, How r you', i instantly replied cheerfully ( in Sydney, any stranger who walks past you greets you in a jovial mood and there is nothing wrong in replying strangers). SO, for a moment i was thinking of Sydney and replied him innocently thinking he was just being nice. And as i turned to look at him, i was shocked to see a dark skinned man and instantly my tiny brain concluded that he was a Bangladeshi. My expression changed and i bite my tongue. As i regret replying him a part of my mind was asking me "what's wrong replying a Bangladeshi? he didn't misbehave(so far)", he shot the next question. "where you from? What name? What name?". Alarmed i pat myself that i wasn't wrong when i casted an assumption on his character. That's when a call came in, and i busied myself, and he was not happy with that. He was keep on nearing me and constantly asking the same question "what name". As i was answering the call in Tamil, he was imitating me and countering my answers with his own answers in TAMIL!! That was when i realised that he was actually an Indian!God, why talk about foreigners when your own clan is getting on your nerve.

For once, i was thinking that it is wrong to ignore a guy when he says HI,because may be he is just being friendly and has no wrong intention. But then, the incident showed me that no matter what, you can't be friendly with strangers..No.not even an innocent Hi for they regard that as a green signal to flirt around. So, sometimes stereotyping saves you from some sharks loitering around you. Only sometimes ok.

Ouch!

I was just rejoicing in my previous blog over some IT matter and here i am again cursing the laptop and screaming my lungs out at my blank screen. When i was writing my previous blog, i wasn't aware that while i have gained something, i have lost a lot of things. I have no idea which demon possessed my laptop but i have lost all my documents in C drive! All of them! And i am supposed to hand in one of my drafts tomorrow morning. I 'love' IT (remember how Madhvan utters "i love chicken" in Minnale! Exactly!). And so happen, i didn't save any of the documents into my pen drive. I know i deserve a tight slap for that *Slap* Slap*. So, what am i doing here when all i need to do is redoing my assignment? Well, i'm thinking about that. I'm telling myself i need to vent out the anger and depression through my blog. And also i'm telling every other person outside there, PLEASE use your PEN DRIVES as BACKUP copies ( in case there are some souls who share similar brain wave with me). Ok now back to work.

Hurray!!

Those who have been following my blog since i started it, would have noticed the absence of visual graphics in my post for past few months. Well, ever since i came back from Sydney, wherever i go to, the Internet connection has been failing me miserably. I have tried various methods till one fine day i clicked something and the upload picture icon disappeared just like that! And today by miracle, i have found it. So here are some cartoons to celebrate 'my intelligence'. I just realised how hopeless i am with computer.

I'm in love!

I'm so in love right now! I have never thought this would happen to me but it has. I have never seen him till last saturday. I had a short visit to my hometown on friday. Though, mum and sis were telling about his presence , i didn't give him much thought as i was immersed with my piles of assignments which i had brought along. On saturday, my brother and i visited my uncle's cow farm and that's where i saw him for the first time. Those beautiful eyes!! I have never seen such beautiful eyes before. He was rather short unlike the usual guys. But i don't care about the height though my brother and mum were not happy with his height saying since he is short , he might not be good for our famil. But i love him. While i was there, my eyes were glued on him and nothing could tear my gaze away from him. Such a magnectic and irresistable personality he has got. I went back with a heavy heart and the very moment i saw my mum , i was asking her permission to have him in our family. But mum wasn't keen. I was literally pleading and still she didn't approve or acknowledge my love for him. Finally she gave me her verdict. You can have him for a week starting from coming friday (since i'm going back home for a week break). Having him for 1 week? Why not? I love him so i don't see a reason for me rejecting that offer. Darling, hold on i'm coming in 3 days and the first thing i want to do is giving you bath! Sounds good rite *wink* *wink*. Here is the picture of the apple of my eyes.



Isn't he soooo adorable?