Chapter : Weigh Gain

"One fine day"(using it as an expression here), I told the boyfriend,

“I have put on weight!”

“Mmm?” was his reply because he has heard it from me so many times. 

“Let’s go weight ourselves!” I said

“Okay...” he agreed and brought me the weighing scales.

I weighed myself and this was my face. 

I'll admit, I'm a vain person.

I have put on 5kgs. I’m now officially 53kgs (yes, I'm not shy in revealing my weight). The boyfriend then weighs himself and he too has found out that he put on 5kgs. The sign of happiness, you will gain weight.

I told him that I want to lose some and toned up my little flabby tummy and thighs...he said, “Simple, exercise! Come, go jogging!”

Ah, it’s simple for him to say because he was into the health thing where he was lifting weights, doing push-ups and sit-ups waaaay before we got together.  I was jogging before with him because I wanted to look good for my sister’s wedding...then when the boyfriend got into an accident, we stopped...

Then now I feel flabby...and also that my clothes are getting tight! Not a good sign because I will have to spend more to buy clothes to FIT me instead. In my head I have decided, “LET’S LOSE SOME WEIGHT AND TONE UP!” but my body is like, “NOOOO, LET’S JUST ROLL IN BED AND BECOME A HOUSE CAT AND EAT LOADS OF CAKE!”

So now I’ll try my best to keep a track of my hopefully it will come to reality health and weigh diet thingy tracker...wish me luck!

Dear self, please be more discipline!

Chapter : In the realm of Diablo

I haven’t been updating my blog because I was busy playing Diablo 3 with the boyfriend. Diablo 3, the game that has been in production for 11 years have finally released this year and was one of the most anticipated games yet! 

Are you ready?

Unfortunately I didn’t purchase the game for my own and was hijacking my boyfriend’s brother’s account and his account from time to time. It’s a seriously addictive game because you have to do quests to achieve your goal, gather in teams to fight some bosses and get some fancy cool items to equip your character!

I have been so addicted that I have been playing after work in the office before continuing to completing my tasks and occasionally at the boyfriend’s place when I have the chance...but most of the time I will try to play the game on my little dingy laptop which lags and I couldn’t enjoy the game to the fullest. 

This is what we call Friday night dating with the boyfriend

The boyfriend told me that his brother might be selling his account because he was losing interest in the game. We might buy over the game since I’m most of the time on it, but I feel quite bad because half the time I took over his account to play instead of him and he on the other hand, would miss out the chance to play it and he was the one who bought it. I’m so sorry! 

Till then, you’ll find me on the world of Diablo. Time to go for some demon hunting!

I'm not the one playing but that's exactly what I'll be doing!

Chapter : The Dream

I had a dream two days ago and I told the boyfriend about it...more like nagged at the boyfriend why he did or said it. 

Anyway, the dream started off when I was in the boyfriend’s car heading some place. Then out of the blue, he said, “I have something to tell you. I’m currently dating a girl who is prettier and nicer than you.” The moment he said it, my heart sank and I asked, “Why did you do it?” He didn’t answer. Then when we arrived in our destination, apparently the girl he was dating behind my back was there. Then I found out she wasn’t even that pretty to begin with and she’s a Japanese chick. Then I looked at the boyfriend and said, “That’s the girl you’re dating?! She’s not even pretty!” 

I bet that's how I looked like when I said that.

Then I woke up. I told the boyfriend about it, and I scolded him. I said, “Why you like Japanese chick over me? She’s not even pretty! How is she nicer than me?!!!”  The boyfriend laughed because I was making so much noise over a dream. Then he said, “You should have more confidence in yourself, my dear. Like, I’m prettier! Or I’m cuter! Something like that.” 

Then I laughed and said, “Yes, I know. But it’s still your fault!”

Deep down I know that he will never do that and he said it himself too that he will never do it but it was funny how I reacted when I found out that the girl he was dating was a Japanese chick and I thought she wasn’t even pretty!

What do you think? Dreams are some sort of message or it’s just a dream...dream. You know? I'm confused.

Why is everything so confusing?

Chapter : An Entry for Memory

Today was a pretty eventful day for me. Originally the boyfriend and I planned to head down to town to try this restaurant that serves Japanese shabu-shabu. I’m a huge fan for Japanese cuisine so I managed to pester the boyfriend to take a drive down to town. Unfortunately, as the day approached  for our lovely date, we found out that there would be some rally going on in town and was advised by parents and friends not to head down unless we’re willing to face the jam. 

So our plans were changed, so the boyfriend called me yesterday (since I’m typing this on a Sunday morning) asking whether  I wanted to watch the most awaited movie, The Avengers. Of course I said yes because all my friends have already watched it and I was eagerly waiting for the hype to die down so I could get decent seats in the cinema just to watch the movie. 

After the boyfriend told me that he bought the tickets, he also told me that his mom was waiting for me to come over so she could cook for me my favourite dish, pan mee. I immediately got ready and asked him to pick me up because I have been craving for that dish for some time. After he picked me up, we had a really late lunch; we headed to the mall to catch our movie. 

We were watching our movie at this cinema called MBO located in Kepong. The cinema is alright, though the movie itself had two subtitles, one was in Malay and the other in Chinese...kind of spoilt the entire visual of the movie, that’s what I felt. Anyway, the movie was awesome. I enjoyed every single part of it! But watching in the cinema was quite an experienced I would say...there was this guy sitting next to me, half way watching the movie, he had the time to go on Facebook on his phone, there was someone coughing his heart out and at times could hear some uncle talking really loudly to someone. 

After the movie, I pestered the boyfriend to bring me to One Utama because I wanted to eat at BBQ Plaza, also wanted the boyfriend to try out that place too. We actually planned to eat there for quite some time but every time when we wanted to, somehow we would forget or have other plans instead. At first after our meal, I wanted to do some shopping but the boyfriend was tired so we decided to head back to his house to watch some shows.  When we’re about to head back to his place, I asked whether I could drive his car because he never lets me. It took me a lot of pleading to get him to agree to let me drive his car. 

We hung around at his place watching Korra the Last Airbender (or was it Next?), I have no idea.  Then we watched some anime because I wanted too...can’t take out the otaku in me. Basically I felt like I was a princess for a day. The boyfriend even allowed me to drive back to my place! I never felt so privileged in my life. 

To sum it up, today...

• Watched the Avengers movie
• Ate at BBQ Plaza after countless times of promising that would go there
• The boyfriend allowed me to drive his previous car
• Watched all the shows that I wanted
• Being treated like a little princess because I get to do almost everything that I wanted.

Thank you to the lovely boyfriend was bringing me out today. Now we shall plan another date to town to eat at the other restaurant that I wanted!

Chapter : Getting Back in Shape...Attempt 1

So I have decided to start jogging again...after months of lazing away in the bedroom, reading my books or stealing my mom’s iPad to play (occasionally) I realized that I’m getting way too unhealthy. Been eating slightly more than usual, been sleeping a lot and also feeling that my clothes are getting tighter. If you are still thinking, “Seriously?  Jessie you’re skinny!” I beg to differ, as I have a slightly longish looking body, I tend to look slimmer to others. The wonders of fashion, they manage to help you hide your unwanted spots and utilize your lovely spots. 

But to be honest, the only parts that I’m putting on some weight are around my pooch, my bums and my thighs. Well, actually a little bit on my bum is good because my mom and sister keep saying that I have an ugly bum because it’s flat. So I guess a little bit of fats there is good to make my bum looks fuller, I suppose. 

Anyway, back to my little effort to take up jogging again. I failed terribly. I couldn’t even jog for a full two minutes! I walked most of the time, before it started to rain. But mostly I forced myself to jog at least a minute to make myself feel better but eventually I gave up because the pain at the right side of my body is causing me to limp my way across to achieve my one minute goal. Maybe I should start walking up the stairs instead of taking the lift. Problem is that at my office it’s up on the 11^th floor and at my house is up on the 13^th floor. So if I climb up these floors every single day, I might be able to build up my stamina again! I think I rather climb up all the floors than jogging for two minutes.

Basically I’m following a routine that was recommended by the boyfriend. Apparently it’s for couch potatoes who decides to become a marathon runner so it will train you slowly to build up your stamina and eventually you’ll be able to run a FULL half an hour run (possibly run a FULL marathon in the near future).  After giving up on my epic fail jogging effort, I decided to do some sit-ups at home! Finally manage to locate my dad’s missing yoga mat, I lay it on the floor and did a few sit-ups. I manage to do a good twenty sit-ups before lying flat on the floor counting my life away. 

Then out of curiosity, I decided to look up planking. Everyone seems to be doing it, and as silly as it may be, I thought it was a pretty simple to achieve. Boy, what a fool I’ve been. Maybe because I keep seeing people planking all over the town for a joke, I assumed it was a simple thing to do but planking for fun and planking exercise are TWO different things. Seriously, trying to stay still for a GOOD 20 seconds is pure torture for me. Plus, I wasn’t sure I was doing it right, but judging from my shaky elbows trying to maintain my weight above ground wasn’t an easy feat. After doing it 3 times, I fell towards the floor welcoming the feeling of my entire body against it. 

Yes, that's how I look like planking for the first time.

I should start doing small exercises to build up my stamina again before going off to do something greater. Seeing my parents healthier than I am makes me feel defeated. My parents walk up the hill every day and my mom occasionally swims on Saturdays and the only rest day is Sunday. I on the other hand, roll on bed from Monday to Sunday and occasionally leaving the fort for errands, dinners and parties. I must be a cat in past life. That’s my theory.

Chapter : The Bug.

I have been sick far too long. I was sick towards the end of February, and then I fell sick again on Thursday last week which dragged on till today. I have been popping pills as though I was a certified drug addict. It’s not good.

Popping pills as though it's candies.

My antibiotics have already gone and I’m still not well yet. I went to work today but I asked to leave early because I couldn’t breathe properly in the office due to the fact it was dusty and I was almost literally coughing a lung out and I was wearing a MASK to the office too!

Yes, I took an extra effort to wear  a  MASK to work.

Maybe I should see the doctor tomorrow to ask for another day of MC just in case because I want to be in a perfect health condition to complete all the tasks that is going to come my way. Need another day to recuperate my health and body condition. Resting so far is the only way for me to regain back my health somehow.

My nose is still block and I feel pathetic that I can’t eat my usual spicy food nor drink my favourite coffee or tea because of the medication that I’m taking. I managed to finish a box of tissues just from my flu alone and at night if I’m lucky I would be able to get a good night’s rest, but mostly I’m unlucky because I’m always coughing my lungs out and it disrupts my sleep. 

If only I looked this cute when I was blowing my nose off my face!

Good health, where art thou? I missed you so. A good night’s rest and the feeling of being able to eat and drink anything under the sun is what I have longed for. 

On the other hand, the boyfriend is doing well after his surgery, but he got infected by the sick bug because of me and now currently recuperating to recover from the sore throat and cough bug. I saw his x-ray after his surgery where they implanted some metal plate and screws which gives a little twinge in my heart because it reminded me of the accident that he had not too long ago that lead to the metal plate implant. 

Till then, take good care of your health and make sure that you don’t become a victim of the crazy bug which I seem to have inherited for the past few days.

Chapter : The Boyfriend's "House Arrest"

Last month the boyfriend fell off his bike. The moment I received the news from him, I couldn’t pay attention at work because I was so worried. I quickly rushed to his house after work and found out that he fractured his collar bone. The poor guy has his dominant arm in a sling and his knee has a huge scab there – really grossed me out though.

During the first week, I was at his place helping him clean and dress his wounds, wipe him because he can’t bathe. He can’t go out because it hurts too much so basically he was like having a “house arrest” for a month. He couldn’t sleep on his bed because when he gets up, it hurts the shit of him so he had to sleep on the chair. It’s unfortunate for him because he couldn’t get a good night’s sleep because 

1. His arm is in a sling.
2. He can’t move that much.
3. He gets a sore back just staying in one spot. 

 Then one fine day, he told me that he was going to the hospital for a check up (well, more like a second opinion) and found out that his collar bone was actually broken into three parts (not a tiny fracture) and now have to go for surgery to put in a metal plate into his collar bone. Well, he said that he don’t need the surgery but will have to have his arm in a sling for the next one to two months and it might affect some flexibility on his right arm. So he decided to go for the surgery instead to make life easier because I can see that it’s a lot of hassle for him to do things which just one arm. Anyway, knowing that he has to go for the surgery soon, I told the boyfriend that this is his first process of becoming Robocop and now he can deflect bullets with his collar bone!

But I wouldn't want him to be the exact real thing...Hard to hug.

Hopefully after the surgery it will heal properly, so he can use both of his arms again and also for him to be able to get a GOOD NIGHT’S SLEEP! It’s so pitiful seeing him in his chair and getting dark circles from lack of sleep. Maybe I should bring him for a massage after he has healed properly and I too can get one for myself too! Double win!