The attack of the pissed-off binx...

What happens when you had less than 5 hours sleep and had over-worked yourself for more than 12 hours the day before?

On top of that, you were hungry cause you were trying to ganti your puasa (before the next round of puasa starts) and your VP started to pass around a huge box of chocolates (with lots and lots of Snickers in it) from London.

Apart from that, some annoying bitch (pardon my french) from the London office kept shooting you emails every minute (total emails sent for the day was 30 in the last 5 hours), trying to show that she's THE BOSS, and instructing you to do stuffs that does not even relate to her line of work.

Furthermore, there was this new so-called boss, who is trying to out-do the existing boss and kept bossing everyone around to show that he is in charge. However, he kept doing stupid things like switching off the power socket that was connected to your CPU while you were busy sorting out the impending tasks. The best part was, that stupid action of his had caused all your systems that you had running before to block your access after you had restart your PC. And that had pushed you back at least for a good 30 minutes of trying to email the IT support of unblock your access. Mind you, he did not even utter the word "sorry"!!! *tarik rambut X 1000*


Pressure!


Pressure!


So, you had no choice but to ROAR....!!



Everyone was shocked when the usual cheerful Binx turned into a Lion...




binx: steer clear...!

Today is a bank holiday...

In the UK...

So, I'm on hols today!! Yippeee...!!! (Don't envy me cause we don't get Merdeka day off.. ).

I've had quite a hectic weekend.

Finally got to watch Ratatouille on Saturday. It was great.. I've always love PIXAR's animated movie... Comel giler...

Went and tawaf (walk in circles for more than once) One Utama shopping for clothes, for me and esp for Mr Judge. We went into the fitting room with me holding 4 tops, and him with more than 5 tops (I think there were 7 kut). I came out and purchased 3 out 4 tops that I've tried. But he was not satisfied with all the tops that he had tried out. Hmmppfff... And my ultimate mission was to GET him to buy new tops. I've failed... Sungguh keciwa...

We also went around looking for rings. I didn't know that it was really hard to shop for one simple ring. I thought it would only require us to walk into a shop, and just pick out one ring, pay and walk out. NO, it was not THAT simple. We went into 5 stores (from One Utama to The Curve), and the only ring that I like (which was not a plain band/cincin belah rotan) was 2 sizes bigger (yeah... jari kering, susah nak carik cincin). So, the girl had to take down my contact details so that she can get back to me by today after calling all other outlets and their HQ to check if my size was available. Penat giler ok...

After our 6 hours shopping expedition, we headed straight to our dinner destination to feast ourselves with CRABS!!! We were joined by the rest of my family members. I had to argue with the waiter, who had insisted that we only order 3 crabs for the 10 of us... Orang tengah kempunan giler nak makan ketam, dia suruh order 3 ekor aje.. MANA CUKUP! I insisted that that was not going to be enough and ordered 6 instead. The waiter, dengan muka tak puas hati, took our orders. And as if he wanted to prove his point, he served the crabs last, when everyone had polished off their rice and all the other dishes on the table. Dengki sungguh itu mamat. However, I've managed to polish it all in one sitting, with the help from the others laa kan. It was SUPERB! Sampai menjilat jari you...

Sunday was another hectic day. Had to get up early and drive down to Melaka for a family obligation. I hope I won't get any tickets on the highway cause I was driving at 160 km/hr the whole way (to and fro).

In the late afternoon, we had dragged my cousin, who used to work as a Manager with one of the renown jewelery brand in M'sia, to one of the outlet in KL. There was another session of trying out thousands of rings (ok I've exaggerated too much there... hehehe). I've tried on countless rings to the extend that my knuckles had redden and I felt some burning sensation every time I tried on a ring. Finally, after 40 minutes of browsing through the store, we found 'the ring' that fits my keding finger and also Mr Judge's budget. However, it was not a cincin belah rotan... hehehe.. Nak buat camne.. I have an expensive taste. Luckily my cousin managed to get quite a hefty discount for it. If not memang lari budget. So the ring problem was settled.

Met up with my TTDI school buddies for dinner @ TGIF, The Curve. It was a great makan-makan session, as always, with all the updates and interesting topics being discussed over the juicy, tender beef ribs and mocha mud pie. I polished all the plates without any hesitation. I surprised myself for being able to wipe it all clean without Mr Judge's help. Like I said in my previous entry, I have been on an eating frenzy for the past few days. Kalau tak gemuk jugak lepas nieh tak tau laa nak cakap apa... Thanks for the dinner babes... I truly enjoyed every bite of it all.. :D

So today is another full day. Need to do a few rounds of laundry, go pay summons, look for a gift to 'balas' for the ring, do another round of shopping, pay off all the loans and credit cards, and prepare the house for the upcoming weekend. That's A LOT of stuffs to complete in one day. We'll see how far I can get it all completed by the end of the day ya.

Will update more soon.




binx: burppp... alhamdulillah...

Celebration - Part II

I have been on an eating frenzy for the past few days. Maybe it was due to the vitamins that I have been consuming after being discharged from the hospital. However, I think the cravings had started way before I got sick.

The week before my birthday, I had this urge to eat ikan terubuk bakar, thanks to her blog post. Hence, I've made plans with Mr Judge to go get some on my day off, which was suppose to be last Wednesday. But the plan had to be put on hold. Craving tetap ada ok..

Yesterday, at about 12 a.m. I had this sudden urge to eat crabs. I dunno what had got into me. The vision of chili crabs just came into mind and I went online just to check out places that serves 'em, besides Fatty Crabs (Mom just refuse to dine there). So, plans have been made for Saturday. Yipeee....

Tonight (Tuesday), my two best buddies took me out for a Brazillian BBQ dinner at Carnaval Churrascaria in Damansara Jaya. I have been warned to come with an empty stomach, since the place serves the meat buffet style. All you can eat meat buffet for RM48++. There were few kinds of beef, lamb cutlets, lamb shoulder, chicken, chicken ham, sausages, fish fillet and even prawns - all served hot straight from the skillet into your plate. Memang sedap and we ate sampai dah tak boleh sumbat perut baru stopped. Thanks again, girls!!! *hugs*

So, there'll be no more celebration until Saturday. I start work again tomorrow (Wednesday) *sigh*. My colleagues had been calling me everyday, asking when am I coming to work because the work load is piling up.
Can I not go?
Can I ask for more MCs?
Can I? Can I?
Tangan I yang bengkak2 sebab nurse bodo tak gheti cucuk IV pun tak baik lagi...... :(




binx: i dun wanna go to work!!!

Celebration - Part I

I don't want to go into the details of my traumatic experience at the hospital. That will only irritate me even more. Hence, lets just fast forward to the 1st celebration post - The Spa Treat!

Since my last whiny post, my two best buddies decided to treat me for a spa on my birthday. Yippedy doo laa rite... Sapa tanak... :D

I was suppose to go for the treatment last Wednesday. However, since the whole viral fever episode only ended last Saturday, I can only make it to the Spa today.

I didn't know that the most-talked-about spa was actually the bungalow where my old kindergarten used to be. As I walked up the steep driveway, I saw the exact same spot where I fell, 22 years ago. That was the spot where I had gotten the scar that is still visible on my right hand.

The treatment room where the whole massage-lulur-milk bath took place used to be the music room. That was the room where I learn the words to all the nursery rhymes and other childhood folk songs. However, the current spa owner had done a great job with the interior decor as it was really convenient to have everything in one room, yet still remains spacious.

The hair treatment room, where the cream bath (the best treatment I've had so far... 2 thumbs up!!) takes place used to be the classroom/playroom/reading room. I remembered the time when the teacher gave each of us a space on the wall to draw a mural and I drew a dark brown girl with pink shirt and blue skirt and wrote my name above it... sungguh tak creative masa tuh... hahahaha...

All in all, it was a blissful 4-hour session. I definitely will go back to that place for another visit once I get another break soon. For those who wants to check it out, get the address and contact details here.


Thanks girls for one of the best presents I've had this year... Am looking forward to dinner with you guys tomorrow night! *muahsss*




binx: one down, few more to go...

Birthday? What birthday?

I turned 28 last Wednesday.

How I celebrated my birthday this year?

Well, the plan was:-

Take the day off work and...
1. go feast myself on ikan terubuk bakar @ Jln Bellamy for lunch (dah lama kempunan)
2. go for a pampering session at the spa for a few hours
3. go shopping with Mr. Judge
4. dinner @ Victoria Station

That was a great plan. If it were executed, that is.

However, my fever didn't go away in time for me to celebrate. In fact, it had gotten worse on that day that Mom decided to take me to the hospital instead.

So, how did I celebrate my birthday this year?

1. went to the hospital
2. got my blood checked
3. got hooked-up to the IV
4. got to spend numerous hours lying on the cold 'sempit' bed of the emergency ward

happy birthday to me.... *sob* *sob*

happy birthday to me.... *sob* *sob* *sob*

Presents?

Let's see:-

1. pills
2. more pills
3. a slip saying that my blood platelet was below norm (so I had to get my blood checked again the next day - the day I got admitted)

However, my phone didn't stop ringing and the sms'es kept coming in even way after midnight. Thanks for those that had called and sms'ed. Am sorry if I didn't get to reply all your sms'es and return all your missed calls due to the fact that I was in the hospital for the past few days and was very weak. But I really do appreciate your thoughts and wishes. Thanks!




binx: belated celebration coming soon!

Why I HATE being sick...

I can't eat anything (without feeling nauseous)

I can't sleep (without having to wake-up every single hour in the night)

I can't face the computer for more than 30 minutes (without getting a splitting headache)

I can't take the meds coz I don't have any food in my tummy.

If I do take the meds on an empty tummy, then I'll get gastric attacks.


Just hope that the fever will get better by tomorrow, because I have an interviewer to impress. And a spa session to enjoy on Wednesday (hopefully!).




binx: fever.. fever.. go away..

And we didn't know...

A colleague called in sick yesterday, which was weird because he was all fine and dandy the previous day.

No one suspected anything and we continued on with our demanding daily task.

At around lunch time (7 p.m. local time), he called our AM to inform the AM that he won't be able to come for the next few days. Upon hearing that, the AM asked him what was wrong with him. Was he sick? What kind of illness did he contracted?

At first he was beating around the bush and did not want to explain. However, after some coaxing from the AM, he decided to come clean. Apparently, his wife was in labour.

WIFE!!!

All of us didn't even know that he was married (he is only 24 and is very quiet and timid). And now he was informing us that he was about to become a dad. WOW! The news came as a shock to the whole team.

It was not so bad for me, as I have only known him for the last 3 months. However, the rest of them had worked alongside him for the past one year! The best part was, all this while, they had been trying to match him up with every new girl that joined the team.

Well at least the news brought some excitement to our daily mundane life in the dead town of Cyberjaya.


Congrats on the birth of your new baby girl, dude!




binx: biarlah rahsia...

Free! Free!

Nothing is free anymore... Everything has a price to it.

So when I heard that Mr Judge's dad had got a call saying that he had won a Naza Citra I was very skeptical about it. Nevertheless, I agreed to follow him to the office of the company that was giving the gift away the next day, just to feast my curiosity.

The office was located in a very secluded row of shophouses, somewhere in Rawang. As soon as we stepped into the office, I knew that it was a scam.

How I know?

1. The reception area was only filled with one run down table and lots and lots of plastic chairs (ala... yang macam kerusi kat kenduri kawin tuh...)
2. The faces of the people there doesn't reflect any aura of professionalism (muka macam mamat pecah rumah pun ada)

We were then ushered into a meeting room that consist of one small table and few more plastic chairs. I tried my best not to let the first impression to affect my judgment. So I gave the girl a chance to explain the whole procedure and everything.

She said that her company was giving away 10 Naza Citra this year in order to avoid from paying a high tax return. Hence, since they are an electronic component supplier, they have pre-selected few customers (with clean credit background) that had purchased home electronic products over the past few years . That was how Mr. Judge's dad got selected (whipeee! yeah rite...)

So what they needed the selected winners to do is simple. The company will issue 2 receipts (1 for the company to keep, and another for the winner to retain) that cannot be duplicated (meaning tak boleh photostat lar - I really don't get this part. When I asked why can't they just give us a duplicated copy of the receipt, the girl said "Sapa-sapa pun boleh photostat receipt"). The company will need the winner's copy of the receipt back after a few weeks upon the receipt of the Naza Citra. So, to ensure that the receipt will be intact and not be misplaced by the winner, the winner needed to put a collateral of RM7,650 (hah! that's the catch).

Kejap... Kejap... Belum habis lagi.

In order to prove to the winner that the company was not going to cheat, they will give another free gift on top of the free Naza Citra. Upon agreeing to the terms, the winner gets to select one envelope out of 6 prizes, that consist of one Perodua Kenari, One Virago bike, RM13k worth of jeweleries, RM11k worth of home theater system and RM9k cash. If you pick one, you get to bring back the gift on the very same day!!!

Best tuh...!

Being the typical accountant that I am, I started deducing in my head. Should the company be in a position to reduce its tax payable for the year, it must have generated quite a high profit. However, how come the office that we were in looked very shabby? Can't the company spend some of the profit to upgrade its office with new furnitures and fixtures? That will surely reduce its tax payable by increasing its capital allowance. Haaa... kan dah masuk all the technical terms.

Apart from that, the file that the girl was using was all torn up and dirty. Very the unprofessional. There was no official letter issued out to the winners with an official signatory. When I asked for the company's license, all of them looked at each other and paused. One of them went out to retrieve it from somewhere. When asked how come it was only a photostated copy of the license (with no "certified true copy" stamp on it), she said "Takkan lar nak tunjuk yang original. Yang original dah frame and gantung kat dinding". Then I rephrased what she told me earlier, "Tadi you sendiri cakap, sapa-sapa pun boleh buat photostated copy...". Senyap aje semua.

At that point of time, I really wanted to walk out of the office and just forget all about it. However, Mr. Judge, being a typical male, thought that it was a win-win thing. He said that even if he pays the RM7k and gets one of the 6 prizes and not get the Naza Citra in the end, he will still make profit out of it. But that is IF he gets one of the 6 prizes lar kan. What if tak dapat? Pening kepala aje dapat kan.

I advised him to go home and just google the company up and see if there's any related forum regarding the company. I was very sure that it was a scam. And I was right. Never trust MEGA INTOP SDN BHD!!! Read it here and here.

So, what I am trying to say here is that NOTHING IN LIFE IS FREE.


And one more thing....


always...


always...


always...


trust women's instinct!




binx: BWM 1 series lagi best! ;)

I am so tired!!

My body's aching.

My back hurts.

My shoulders are sore.

And I just don't have the energy to do anything anymore.

Maybe it's the odd working hours that have caused me to become like this.

Maybe it's the amount of work that was forced upon me at the office (one person can only do so much).

Maybe it's a sign that age is catching up with me.



All I need now is a full body massage and lots and lots of self-pampering at a spa.






binx: dream on

The day my butt freezes...

What happens when you have very little sleep for over 2 days?

You become disoriented and it is hard for you to concentrate on even the easiest thing like reading emails - all 500 of them.

I was a wreck for the past 2 days for not getting enough sleep and over-working myself at work. It was a nightmare even trying to get myself to work. Penat sangat...

So, there I was, sitting on the toilet throne, trying to get myself together after the big group lunch.. eh.. silap.. dinner. I reached for the hose to clean up and pressed the the handle and my pee pee didn't get wet. So I pressed the handle again. Nothing...!

Then I realised that the handle was faced the other way around and, all the while, I have been spraying water on my pants!!!!!!

That was how I ended up with a freezing butt for the rest of the night in the freaking cold department.




binx: *shivers*