i've been slapped left and right with that price for my cooling coil, valve, filter n stuff for servicing the aircond.
whoohoo, i still remember how it felt that time, ghostly chill crept up my veins and suddenly the tears that i've contained since seeing the *cacat* look of my Obit, swelled over and i cried silently...
this two months have been very hectic with loads of things going on...
i've invested more than 2k for Obit!!! EVERYTHING for the sake of comfort and to drive him in a longer period...I wonder if there will be any man willing to spend that amount of money to me, the ever precious multi-tasking minicule wager but cute and loving me...hmmm...i guess it takes more than 2k right?
~~~~~On another parallel story... my ex RH has been a pain in the neck lately (such nice words uhuhu). He's struggling to forget me but in vain. You know what he told his current part-time model gf about me?
"She wanted me because of my money..."
i was so furious with this kinda statement. But well, you know being me I was only furious like hell ONCE. Then when I analysed his situation, I pity him like a man pity an afraid lil kitten who has lost its way to its owner's, sad, thin and afraid. He's just a pathetic loser who craves for womanly affection and love. He who has been married to a good-for-nothing wife who only knows to wake up by noon, and fatten her ass and he has to run errands and do the house chores. N I C E!
This kinda man is a loser who lives with another loser. Only that, his loser wife is rich in fat due to her father's assets.
I broke off with RH simply because he doesn't want to commit and well, as i mentioned, married. The End. Simple and straight forward. If what he said was true then where is my new 3G phone? Where is my Prada, Gucci and Coach bags and shoes? Huh? Huh? and where is my new (at least) pimped up Honda Jazz?
Lucky I'm a self sufficient minicule wager who thrives on *okay shopping budget* with small appettite to change wardrobe to well err once a year. yeah sad! But I don't *ask* for money with my exes tapi diorang nak kasi bagi je lah kan?.
Maybe I'm being too kind by not asking for things?
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On other note:
Effi started to go to class and endured the horrific traffic jam this morning. The usual hours when he was about to go to bed but instead woke up by 6. Hopefully the semester 3 kinda syllabus won't bore him to death. InsyaAllah he will ace it like peanuts! amin..
Momsie and Piko will move in this coming weekend. Panic attack strikes again. Paman n bibik is too busy to attend to my yelpings and thus this *okay doing domestic thingy* is frantically bailing herself out tru other domestic help. Err..anyone for RM80 a day for this? Anyone? uwaaaaaaaaaa.....!!
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