So it has been exactly one month since the last blog entry, and five weeks since I reached home for the summer. Overall, my holidays have been very unproductive — many days of just lazing around the house, playing with the cats, Facebooking and Scrabbling like a total addict (my new high score is 512 *shameless plug*), eating, and occasionally going out with friends. For most of the day, the only ones home are me (bored, on holiday), my big brother (who has classes only two days a week and hence lives at home), our house maid and the three cats. My old job of sending and picking up the younger bros to/from school has now been bestowed upon my big brother, so I really basically have nothing to do most of the time.
But, at other times, I do have to tag-along with my mum somewhere, like helping out with a brother’s class event, or balik kampung for the weekend to attend a kenduri and visit relatives. Oh, and also the fortnightly grocery shopping with reluctant big brother playing his role as the driver and trolley-pusher.
(Wow. Fascinating entry so far, eh? )
So what have I been DOING?
Let’s see let’s see… The outings I’ve had with friends have basically been with the same people. The ones on holiday (like me), with so much free time (like me), and nothing else to do (like me). I’ve tried many new (or old, but renewed) things in the span of this month. I shall now list them below, because I seriously can’t find anything else to blog about.
The sleepover was mainly a welcome back! meet-up with Elf, one of my oldest friends who lives in the States and whom I haven’t seen since 2004, when she went to school here for awhile. We didn’t actually do anything overly interesting because I didn’t have the car those two days (darn my brother’s classes), but we played games and baked cookies and went to the playground and art store. (She’s an artist and graphic design student, did I mention? )
Let it be known that I am not a good bowler. I’ve bowled before, just for fun; the last time was on Christmas 2007 with my old school friends. I was never good, but I believe any skills I had must’ve deteriorated from lack of usage. Strikes are rare, coincidental, and caused by pure luck. "Gutter" is my middle name. Though I suppose compared to other sports; bowling has its good points. (It’s indoors, air-conditioned, you get to sit, drink and eat while playing. Cool, no? )
Ice-skating Skating buddiesOh dear. The very reason my knees now have yellowish-green-purple bruises and the back of my ankles are still recuperating from angry blisters. During my first try at ice-skating, I could barely walk with the skates on proper ground. I could barely stand on the ice. I did one whole round of the rink while holding on to the walls for dear life, and the rest of the time I stayed pretty close to the sides too. I fell eight times, but at the end of the trip I suppose I could walk on the ice, kind of. The second try last Friday was a very reluctant one, and it was only because Elf had only a few days before leaving the country. (And she did the puppy eyes. Dang those puppy eyes. :shakefist: ) Despite the increase in the number of falls, and the painful bruises and blisters though, I actually enjoyed it more because I got better at it. Aishah gave the most helpful pointer that made me discover my problem — I should put my weight on the tips of my feet, at the toe-end. I think I was leaning back far too much before, and that was why even lifting my foot on the ice was difficult. So now I could skate a decent speed without touching the walls, but still falling on my knees sometimes.
Archery Don’t poke an eye out, now…Another activity that took a lot of coaxing and begging before I agreed. (Haha I sound like such a pathetically annoying pessimist, don’t I? ) See, I’m just not very good at stuff that requires aiming. (Like bowling, remember?) Anything that involves pointy sticks flying about, potential energy, and me? That can not be good news. And it … wasn’t really, but then again it wasn’t too bad either. It was short-distance indoor archery, the ends of the arrows weren’t at all sharp, and though some of the arrows bounced back in my direction (or somebody else’s, haha ) a couple of times, I did half-decently at the targets.
Another thing that I’ve done before, probably about once at a company’s family outing thing. Again, something that involves aiming and long sticks. The last time, I played with my brothers; the only ones I know who could possibly be less talented than I am in sports (they knocked the balls OFF THE TABLE a couple of times. Tell me, who else does that? ). The pool games with my friends, though, involved SO much laughter because … because, haha. It took effort and several tries for me to even touch the damn ball, and yet when I did hit it — IT WENT INTO THE HOLE! And this happened more than once, albeit perhaps not the hole I intended to pocket it into, nor even the intended ball at times, but hey — details, schmetails.
Haha. Without a doubt, the “sport” that I’m suckiest at. I used to only watch my father and brothers enthusiastically maneuver those stiff little players but after trying it out myself — ergh. It’s like way harder than it looks. I can safely conclude that I have no foosball-reflexes and can only manage to make the players kick like girls. (Hey. I am a girl. )
What have I been EATING?
Another thing synonymous with holidays would — no doubt — be food. We haven’t eaten out that much, and the fact that I don’t need to cook for myself (and my opinion that UK supermarkets > Malaysian supermarkets, big time) seem to have dwindled my cooking habits almost completely. That said, the family seems to have a new interest in homemade muffins (yes, muffins ), so enjoy the pictures!
Vanilla with chocolate icing
Vanilla with chocolate chips
This was today’s dinner — Original Chachos with ground beef and cheese. Haha.
And what have I been MAKING?
I am ashamed to say that my crafting side has been laying dormant, due to … well, I don’t really know. Perhaps the fact that half my tools and materials were left in the UK, and that I don’t even have a desk/workspace in my bedroom, and I’ve been doing boring settling-in stuff (like fixing up my room, going for dentist appointments, getting the laptop serviced, the sewing machine fixed, buying new spectacles [did I tell you I broke my spare pair recently, after already breaking the regular one a few days before my flight?]) for so long that the mood to sit and "be creative" has not shown itself. Yet. It’s so ironic (not to mention annoying) that the urge for these hobbies tend to come when I’m dead busy and smack in the middle of school projects, and not when I’m sitting on my behind staring at a laptop screen all day.
There is this one teeny quick project I did a few days ago — using my mum’s watch (and not mine, because I managed to spoil the intended watch head with epoxy glue ) and a strip of fabric from a pair of jeans. I’m probably going to use the rest of it to make a matching wallet / phone case / whatever.
Denim watch strap. Ignore the messy stitches — my bad.
As a closing note, there are honestly other things that I could write about, that have been happening, but writing such things in the open is just not possible right now. For the first time ever, I could see myself requiring private / password-protected entries. I know it’s such a turn-off for visitors, but if you’re a regular reader and online/offline friend, chances are you’ll get the permission. Let me know what you think of this!
Okay. I’m off to sleep. (It’s 2:29am man…) Send some good unlazy energy my way, I’d love to start sewing things again. Later alligators!