Got a new couch, absolutely FREE!

So I was like gone for a couple of weeks, sleeplessly preparing for our event, which, thank God, turned out very well. And now, I’m back in the “real world”…where I make my way home at the end of the day, find my bed with my pillows and blanket to lull me to sleep, the green and white curtains ever refreshing, the toilet I am most comfortable with…and of course my messy heap of clothes. Make that “very messy”. @_@

Tsa-daaa, there’s my NEW BED!

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It’s a couch, I know. It’s new and I got it for FREE, yeyyy! 😀

So after a whole week of five-star living, which I barely felt because of such unbelievable workload, I came home thinking I’d find my bed ready or unready to hug me. But I actually ended up on this comfy couch, which is quite clingy, it wouldn’t let me stand up no matter how hungry I was. I slept and slept and slept on it like there was no tomorrow. In fact, I’ve started this post several hours ago but since my new bed is just right there and I could easily see it…well, I’ve been taking good naps for several hours, too. 🙂

So I think I just got myself a new resting place, where I could just throw myself to before heading upstairs for the “real sleep”.

I’m tired but I feel fulfilled. I’m very tired but I have a “new bed” FOR FREE, so who cares? Haha! I’m dead tired but it was aaall worth it. Thank God! 😉

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Got a new couch, absolutely FREE!

My pocket is empTEA

Oriental medicine, Science, and all of the Tea community agree to the lengthy list of health benefits derived from tea. But admittedly, I wouldn’t have grown a love for tea if not for milktea, the yummier variation. Iced milktea? Hah, one medium to large glass, with 25 to 30 percent sugar level, should save my day from all shits. And there goes one of my all-time guilty pleasures!

Me: Milktea is my Rescue 9-1-1. It’s like miktea a day keeps the friggin’ stress away!2013-02-24 17.43.45

Pocket: Non-debatable, I would have to agree with respect to all the hearsay coming around, and even if it would take my lifetime to wish for a taste of that thing. But milktea’s health benefits are actually cut off somewhere.

Me: But it’s “instantly” refreshing, yeah? I-n-s-t-a-n-t-l-y. And I mean, apart from its incredibly long list of health benefits. I suppose you understand how it feels to be pinned down on your work station the whole damn day, and then you start longing for something really refreshing….

Pocket: Like a darn chilled fruit shake that gives you a very sudden brain freeze?

Me: No, not brain freeze. You don’t understand. It’s just that good sensation when your brains get a bit ticklish, not frozen.

Pocket: Yeah? Because whenever I hear you say, “One large wintermelon, please, 25 percent sugar,” I swear Babe, I cringe and freeze.

Me: Like you…cringe and freeze?

Pocket: Damn yeah, so milktea’s not healthy for me, y’ know? ‘Cause your milktea time always means you pulling out my innards, and that’s brutal. You dig into me and take my parts and return a few flattened round materials. And they’re HEAVY. And NOISY. And…and…and I DON’T LIKE THEM!!!

Me: Hey, you talk too much, you’re stressing me out big time! In the first place, are you supposed to be talking? You’re just a pocket! A talking pocket now, and YOU’RE SCARING THE HELL OUT OF ME!

Pocket: Uh oh, bad move….

Me: I’m going down. I need ONE LARGE WINTERMELON MILKTEA, 25% SUGAR.

At the end of the day…

Me: Goodness not so gracious! My pocket is empty…again.

Pocket: I am empTEA.

😀

Enjoy your tea sessions, people!

Loving you to infiniTEA, Ayna 😉

My pocket is empTEA

Monday Migraine Sent Me Home

This is by far the most unproductive Monday I’ve had since I started working, and I blame that terrible migraine, which I could feel blaming me back now, endlessly.

People call it the Monday Blues – that bad and restless mood you get out of having to drag yourself back to work after being a couch potato for an entire weekend. I never hated Mondays for the “drag” though. I hate Mondays for the almost impossible traffic they cause at the very start of the week. This traffic I’m talking about includes the infuriating overloading of all city buses. I swear, it sucks.

But my migraine started even before the Monday traffic. It started just when I woke up and rose from bed and felt dizzy while rummaging for an outfit, while taking a long bath, while doing everything needed to be done before leaving for work. And “everything” there included how many times of going around, up and down the house – that I couldn’t keep track of.

In the bus, I became a sandwich filling or a raisin in a bread, stuck and squeezed and immobile because I was stuck and squeezed. But I was grateful to notice I could still breathe even if I had to hold it for a couple of times. Sure I felt sweat on my nose there.

In the morning, at work, I had to stop every ten minutes and close my eyes, look away from the monitor, and just let them rest. The migraine was already knocking on my skull. Then, I had to eat lunch earlier because I couldn’t stand my hunger, I knew hyperacidity was already on its way and I couldn’t stand that, not while at work. I was getting dizzy in the first place.

In the afternoon, I had to stop and rest like every five minutes, and bury my head in my red pillow. I just had to. My eyes were freakin’ tired and my brain wasn’t working, I thought my brain cells escaped my head. And there was this pinching sensation on the back part of my head. It was excruciating, I wouldn’t last over five minutes working on emails.

‘Til I decided I should go, after considering the advice from my office-mates that I better take a rest at home. I did. Because the migraine was getting too bad, I knew I couldn’t manage an overtime for today, not even just until 06:00 – my timeout.

So I went home, rode a bus where I was fighting the pain by trying to nap. I’ve been longing for my bed the whole day! When I got in the house, I hurried upstairs to my bed and… “ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz…”

“ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz……………………………..” *snoring*

Monday Migraine Sent Me Home

My Summer I-Really-Wish List

AGbyVS21. SURFING BOARD. I’ve always loved the beach and everything about it – naturally beautiful from sunrise to sundown. More often than not, I enjoy watching people skimboarding – trying and trying really hard not to stumble off their boards and *BLAAGGG*!!! Skadoosh. I laugh because admittedly “the moment of fall” is usually funny…so I laugh. Uhm, yes, boisterously, HAHAHA! (No mean intentions) 🙂

I envy them, too. I’ve also always dreamed of becoming a surfing pro. Seriously? Seriously. Someone might say, “That.is.SO.NOT.you.” Of course, but I’m serious anyway. I drool over movies about surfing while imagining myself the surfing champ in the story. You know Blue Crush? Good Lord, I envy Dana and the other female surfing pros. They’re great, they’re amazing, and of course, the stunt people if there were any.

I wish I know how to surf. I really wish, so I could just play with waves big time.

2. CELLO. Summer music? What crosses my mind first is reggae of Uncle Bob. Then party songs, line dance music, countryside beat. But I want music from the cello. Ye~ah, it’s low-toned, a bit lonely and boring, but to me it sounds exactly like…music. Familiar with Steven Sharp Nelson of The Piano Guys? He’s exceptional at playing the cello and yes, I’m a fan!

I wish I know how to play the cello. I really wish, so I could just play the kind of music I love.

3. OFFICE DESK ON THE BEACH. Who wouldn’t want that? If only I could drag my desk to the shore, I wouldn’t mind rendering OTs. Moon bathing is just as lovely!

I really wish, so I could somehow play while working.

4. MOTORBIKE. I tried, I swear I tried learning how to maneuver a motorbike but it was either I couldn’t make a right turn or I drove straight into the ditch! But if only I know how to, I would’ve driven down the countryside, escape the city to somewhere where I could breathe in real air and wouldn’t have to sneeze it back out. I would’ve packed for myself a good snack, which I would slowly munch at a layby while taking in the offers of the rustic side of the world.

I wish I know how to drive. I really wish, so I could just play with the bike, with my balance, with the road, and with each lovely passing sight.

5. JARVIS. Right, Iron Man. If I have my own Just-ARather-Very-Intelligent-System, I would have something slash someone to do the hassle for me.

I really wish, so I could just play lazy, LOL!

BUT matter-of-factly, I’m merely wishing upon the summer skies. It’s fine, I’m not really on a crazy chase for these things, but at least I’ve thought of some things to wish for. It’s fun! For now, I’m just gonna play all I can, the way I can.

Wishing you love this summer, Ayna 🙂

My Summer I-Really-Wish List

The Perks of Being a Holiday Worker

May 1.

It’s Labor Day (a national holiday indeed) and I just came home from WORK! Wiw, awesome. But seriously, I could’ve rejoiced wasting the day to my boring hobbies: reading a novel aloud, soaking my dirty clothes in fresh-smelling bubbles, playing my one and only playlist – yes, the entire album of Pitch Perfect – on my laptop, blog-hopping, checking the fridge if our can of ice cream has multiplied, and of course updating myself with the latest gossips in the whole world through Facebook. But I didn’t! I didn’t because as I’ve just said, I just came home from work.

I didn’t regret though. 🙂

WHY? For three things, at least.

1. No traffic. Travel this morning? That was pretty swift. I actually struggled chasing time because it was already 08:00 and some freakin’ bad air was terribly troubling my tummy; and I wouldn’t go until I got darn relieved of it. So I thought, “Fine, I’ll be late.” I hailed a bus at 8:20 and I knew the remaining 40 minutes couldn’t save me from the “Tardy” remark. Just had to move the hell on. But then again, it’s holiday today and the highway was miraculously not jammed with reckless buses. I had a smooth lift to the office and at 8:42, I was already at my desk. Man, I even got to spare some three minutes to forget to log in. So 8:45 – time in. Lovely.

2.  Canape Galore! Mid-morning, my supervisor asked, “What do you want for snacks? The Boss is asking.” Honestly, I wasn’t really after any particular recipe. I was thinking FREE SNACK! Sweet treat. My supervisor wanted Canape, and I like Canape, so be it. And when The Boss came, it was Canape galore!

3. My Tally Board Just Got Sweeter. We were just about to pack up and leave, and call it a holiday, when my supervisor said, “You have new registrations!” Sounded music, yeah. My counts are climbing and my tally board just got sweeter. Way to go, kiddo!

So what’s there to feel wasted about? Out of working on a holiday, I got me a triple-treat, some precious perks of being a happy holiday worker! 🙂

The Perks of Being a Holiday Worker