Stop Poking!

The next day I was on leave. Just feels heavenly not having to wake up early in the morning to get ready to work. I pried myself from the bed and went for MW pilates class. As there were just a handful of us, we use the ball instead of the usual mat. Fortunately, my limbs were not as suong compared to going to G’s class but they were not exactly supple either. Price one has to pay for being lazy I guess. Afterwards, I went to do my annual medical check-up as I was getting paranoid that I may be hosting some deadly disease inside my body systems since I usually do my check-ups either early of the year or towards mid year.

I had a horrible experience the last time I did my check-up. The DOCTOR, I repeat the DOCTOR took my blood samples and poked both of my arms till it became blue black!!! Gees, I mean, it would have been forgivable if it had been the nurse, but it was the doctor for heavens sake who performed the task!!! She blamed it on my running veins and I had to stick big patches of bandages to cover the blue black for a week before it looked normal again! Oh, not to mention wear long-sleeves too! Of cos, I get weird looks from my gym buddies who thought I was abused! I tried wearing long-sleeves but it was just too unbearably hot plus the idiot SGP informed the entire class that I was wearing long sleeves! Duhhh….funny not.

This time, the person who poked me was very professional. There were no blue blacks and she didn’t poke to the left or to the right to search for my vein. One poke and the blood gushed out to fill the tube. Simple, really. For this alone, the place has earned some brownie points and I decided to go back to them for my next check-up in the following year.

After everything is done, I went swimming. I just love to swim. It’s just so unfortunate that FF doesn’t have a pool. That’s why I’m considering switching my membership to the new True Fitness outlet which apparently comes equipped with an Olympic size pool. I’m in two minds really as somehow I don’t like the discoey concept in True Fitness. And the amount of pillars in their studios is just horrendous. Well, I’ll see the place once it is ready. For me, swimming is still the best exercise. All you need is a swimsuit, a pair of goggles, swimming cap and sunscreen. No need to bother with buying different pairs of trainers for different exercises or gym apparels etc etc etc. Moreover, a good swimsuit lasts for many years so that’s definitely cost-saving. And I sustained fewer injuries too. When I started gym-ing, I was alternating between the tit tah lou and the gym week after week. That is why I reckon it’s so important to do everything correctly to minimize unnecessary injuries.

At night I was debating whether to go for SGP BC or cikgu’s BP. I told cikgu that I may possibly end up going to the pasar malam instead too….hahahaha. But in the end, I went for cikgu’s BP lor since usually it’s such a rush for me. I was amazed that the traffic was so smooth! So, I had made the right choice. I just love the shoulder track Something Going On (Crack It), which I just did on the sat. We did Phantom (again!) which is really ‘loh maeng’ and definitely not one of my faves. I much prefer Summer Rain. At least, the song is more catchy!!!

Toys, Toys, Toys

After gym, I went home to take a rest before accompanying my mum and some aunts to a Xmas gathering. I agreed to go partly cos I had nothing else better to do and reckon I should stopped being a mall rat after hitting the malls for 2 consecutive days liao. It was more of a charity Xmas thingy with some Xmas sing-alongs and poem reading. My table, filled with all the aunties was a boisterous lot and was hushed by the organizer a couple of times! I kinda felt bored as I hardly knew some of the aunties (who were frens of my mum’s frens) so I kept myself busy texting to whoever who was in my phone book.

The thing about hanging out with ur mum’s frens is like they are always filled with lots of Q & A and they still treat u like a small kid. Well, of cos I don’t look like a small kid already but u get the drift. They catch up with each other on the gossips and then proceeded to show off their jewelries, clothings or dunno what else lar. I nearly drifted off to sleep in boredom and looked forward to eating. Alas, there’s not much food choices (again I must reiterate it’s a charity thingy so expectation has to be somewhat lower than usual) and I hardly felt satiated. As soon as the lucky draw, gifts exchange and makan session was over, everyone scuttled off quickly. My mum decided to hit Mid Valley (again?) since it was the nearest mall even though I tried discouraging her with feeble attempts.

Oh well, I had intended to do some Xmas shopping anyway. I went straight to the toy store to get some stuff for a fren’s kids. Gosh, it made me feel like a kid all over again. I was enthralled by a Pooh bear which can walk and run like a toddler once u pressed a button and it speaks a
geertsonck a few phrases too. I absolutely adore Pooh bear and once owned a huge bear which was about half my height. I bought it on a whim when I was in Singapore and had to lug it all the way back to KL!!! When McD’s had the Pooh and frens promo, I religiously ate McD’s for donkey weeks just to buy the whole collection!!! Between dolls and soft toys, I have more of a soft spot for soft toys like bears compared to dolls. I don’t remember owning many dolls but I do have countless bears!!! Hahahahaa…..

Urm, what was I talking bout already? Oh yeah, the toy store. I am not really sure on what gifts to buy for the kids as my niece and nephew are overseas so I hardly shop for any kiddy stuff, discounting the mandatory baby stuff which I share with frens when a frens’ newborn arrives. Anyway, I spent the afternoon browsing through the toys and observing what the kids in the store like to pick up to get a feel. I was tempted to buy the walking Pooh but the salesgirl told me it was meant for toddlers so I decided to get a doll instead for the little girl.

I reckon the parents would have bought tons of Barney stuff for their
morrisonmcdf little girl as she’s a hardcore fan of the purple dinosaur. I had no idea who or what Barney was till I played with my fren’s daughter, who made me sang Barney’s songs as well with her!!! Which I didn’t know of cos but some songs seemed suspiciously similar to some of the nursery rhymes and sing-alongs which I used to sing when I was younger. Anyway, I just played along to keep her happy. Boy, it’s tiring looking after a kid!

In the first half of the day, I chose to baby-sit her little brother who was a toddler at that time since he looked like a really easy baby to take care. Yeah, well, I was half right. Turned out carrying him everywhere on my arms is like carrying a 5kg of rice on your shoulders the whole day! My arms went numb! That’s when I switched to looking after the girl who would at least walked by herself cos I told her I can only carry her for like 5 min the most!!! She was also easier to please cos I just give her some sweets or chocs then she’ll stick to me! Hahahaha….tho’ I have to answer thousands and one questions and sing songs and play and watched TV with her before she lets me go to bed!!! Ahhhh, sooooo very very very tiring! I got her younger brother a remote control car, which I knew even adults guys like to play (for e.g. my brother). Actually I was hesitating between the car and a train set cos I knew my nephew loves cars and trains especially Thomas the Engine and Bob the Builder. (Had no idea what they were till my sis showed me) but I reckon carrying a train set up and down a bus is urm, too much of a hassle!

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After buying the toys, I was dead tired and headed back home!