Tummy ache

Eating too much gives you a stomach ache. But I think for me, eating too many different types of food gave me a stomach ache. It's normal to get one during Hari Raya. It's only the second day, but I've totally lost my appetite. :(

Eid Mubarak

Tomorrow is hari raya. Phew! Thank God.

Today I made cornflake cookies, a chocolate cake and kuih makmur. From 7 am til 4 pm. Whew! That was a long time.

Now I'm tired. My feet hurt from standing all day.

And tomorrow I have to dress my best. Eid Mubarak!

Workaholic?

Am I getting obsessed with my work? Because I keep wanting to call the office and asking if everything's alright. But it is Deepavali today and a public holiday, so no one would be in. I think I'm getting to be a control freak. Or maybe it's just an avid sense of responsibility...

First morning

My mother woke me up quite early. Around 7 am Malaysia time, but it was already 10 am in Canberra. I woke up stiffly because it was quite cold in my room (the draft again), and then I told my mom that my stomach wasn't really feeling well so I couldn't accompany her to the butcher's. Now that they've only got one maid (instead of the usual 2), my mother has become the cook again. But she's got to work with Australian ingredients, and not Malaysian ones.

My maid is overwhelmed by the size of the house. The shape of the house is long, unlike the one in PutraJ, which was square. And I guess it's quite old-fashioned because it's got that "secret stairs" that leads from the kitchen to the upstairs bedroom hallway. The hot water pipes aren't hidden either, they're exposed against the wall of the tunnel of secret stairs. It reminds me of that old show "Upstairs, Downstairs". Have you ever seen it?

I never imagined an old house like this could exist in Australia. It's something that you take for granted in England. The house we lived in in London was really old. Everything creaked. I'm really sick of old houses. They lose their charm after awhile because for some odd reason they attract more dust than new homes.

Take for example of my new apartment back in KL. It's not as dusty as this place, and I only do dusting on weekends! Anyway... so boring... you don't want to know about dusting.

I just want to rest and take time reading a good book. It feels like I've been working non-stop for quite sometime and deserve a good rest. Nothing is on tv.

My first night here

The night is freezing. The wind is really being mean. I don't even think it's a wind, I think it's more like the temperature drops when the sun goes down. And you won't believe how dark it is outside. It's pitch black. I don't even see any street lights. Well actually there are street lights but they are very far away. Our house is surrounded with trees, so that's why I guess it's very dark.

I'm sitting in my brother's room, typing away while the tv is on. If I had known that this house has 3 of its own tv sets, I would never have allowed my parents to take away the big Philips set.

Anyway, the kitchen is huge. And reminds me slightly of the kitchen I had in London because the floor is freezing when you walk on it barefooted. And you don't need to store your food in the fridge because it's so cold you can just leave it outside.

My dad took me round for a drive and the place is very pretty. Very green and full of nature. The type of place I would like to live in, if only it was in Malaysia.

I'm wishing all my friends happy deepavali. It's tomorrow. I kinda wish I was in KL right now so that I can be a part of the festivities. I miss being at home.

Strange place

This has got to be the sorriest looking house my family has ever lived in. It looks like it came right out of the seventies. It's old and rundown, and has this um... cold air travelling through it. I forgot what you call those things... oh yeah, draft. It's got a cold draft. It's as if this cold air had legs and is just walking in and out of all the rooms one by one, and when it gets to the last room, it starts all over again.

This town my parents live in is a lot like Putrajaya, which is supposed to mean I would love it. But I haven't ventured outside the house yet because I'm feeling pretty ill. I had a turbulent flight over here from Sydney and when we landed I felt like I was gonna puke. And then when I got to the house, I showered and went to sleep cos I was exhausted. There wasn't really much time to sleep on the plane. Then I woke up a couple of times cos of the draft. Yeah, I'll wake up cold and then it'll get really warm again and then I'll go back to sleep, and then all of a sudden it's cold again, then warm up, and I'll go back to sleep etc, etc.

I'm saddened by the fact that this house is so not taken care of. Maybe it can be pretty. I know that if my friends were to see this house, they'd say it's pretty. They said that about my Putrajaya house too, but I thought it stinks.

Oh ya, this house has a certain damp smell I hate. It's such an old house.

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