3 November, 2007 - 舍不得

Dishevelled hair, bloodshot eyes complete with eye bags, sans make up...that's how i looked when i rushed to do community work this morning. Woke up at 9.30am and that's late..supposed to have been up by 8.30am damn and i slept at 3am...have not been getting enough sleep the whole week and it's showing in my eyes, really need facial,some massage and more sleep to "recover"...

There is a talk from some neighbourhood police post to educate the ah-po and ah-gong on how to prevent from being robbed. A video clip was shown teaching them what to do if a stranger approached them, not to take a lift with suspicious looking characters bla bla bla...all i did was sit in a corner with Rubes and i am in a daze. Wasn't paying attention to the video clip at all...all i wanted to do was be home to take a look at our house for a few more moments and watch the stuff being shifted. It's the same "physically here but soul-less".



Had to rush to Wisma to get my phone repaired. Key pad cracked, sliding casing is not balanced and the colour of the navigation key is off. He has the cheek to tell me if the casing cannot be fixed to perfection, then no choice, i have to accept it...told him that there is no way i can accept it and he HAS TO GET IT DONE TO PERFECTION!! Not sure if i am demanding but for a phone that is less than 2 months old, it is ridiculous that there are so many faults. Bad mood. I have been staring at the "crookedness" of the sliding case for almost 2 weeks and there is really no way i can accept it. If he don't do anything about it, i am going to write to whatever forums that's available. Now i have to use an ugly looking phone on loan from Sony for the next 2 days. Anyway the good best thing that happened today is, i bought about 70 bucks worth of hair products and this entitled me to a complimentary express manicure :) so timely since the colour on my fingernails were already fading...

The house looks very, very vacant and cold. Workers tore down the aluminium doors and windows to sell them to be recycled and all the beds were gone. Everyone said it's just a house...correct, it's just house...then how come i feel so 舍不得. I keep thinking the windows have shielded us from rain for so long and now it's being mercilessly tore apart to be sold as steels to be recyled. I must be crazy for having such strange thoughts. But i am really close to tears. If i can get rid of being sentimental, i supposed i will be less emotional.

At the new apartment, Uncle Charlie and Auntie Molly helped bless it with prayers. Mum, Jervis, Elysia and me gathered around to pray. Jervis is also praying :)