Sunday, October 21, 2012

f is for fitness

Today we had our second fitness test.
The first was on 8/9, more than 6 weeks ago.
The main objective was to measure our fitness level and how much we've improved / worsened on the second test.
A few aspects were taken into account but I'd just pinpoint those which I think matters.
I gained 2kg so now I'm 65kg instead of 63kg.
I increased inches on my waist from 83cm to 88cm.
Darn it.
No thanks to our caterer who serves us curry, masak lemak, masak kicap alternately from the first day we're here.
And no thanks to myself who doesn't work out on my on time.

We also did a 2.4km run.
For me it was more like 2.4km stroll.
Previously my time was 22.23 minutes, today it was 22.55.
0.32 minutes late.

Overall I think I've improved cause in other areas, I did quite well.
Fyi, I frog jumped as far as 173cm.
Eventhough that's not exactly something to be proud of but the skill might come in handy when entertaining Andika or future children.

We also did physiological test to determine our body's age.
I have the body of a 55 year old.

I know that in order for me to conceive, I should start watching what I eat & work out more.
But for me to work out more, I should start working out first.
Will be meeting hubby in 3 weeks so there's still time for stamina improvement.
Watch out sayang!

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Saturday, October 20, 2012

mobile sauna : my worst trip ever

After not setting foot on the famous Serikin for a little over a year, I was really excited about going again.
The last time I was there was on 16th October, a day before I met mr hubby.
Fyi, the parcel I was posting the next day when we met was a rattan mat bought in, well u guess it right, Serikin.
It's fair to say that the place has a special place in my heart.

So the troop (my coursemates) and I reached there around 8am.
Had a short briefing from the officer on duty at our customs border office there.
Then operation shop-til-we-drop commenced at 8.30am & we're given 3 hours to shop to our hearts desire.
Well I didn't cause I was broke.
Only managed to grab titbits & a canned drink.
Serves me right for not saving for this trip.
Damn I'm still reminded of the telekung, kain ela & kain pelikat I saw there.

After almost 3 hours, my friend and I went back to our bus thinking the rest of the troop were already waiting.
Turned out, not even half of us were there.
We stepped onto the bus & it felt like entering a freaking sauna.
The airconditioner had malfunctioned.
There was air coming out alright but it's damn hot air.
It's scorching hot outside and now this?
I took my seat, was too exhausted to care.
I just wanna go home.
It's almost noon & everyone was supposed to be back inside the bus but there's a still a few were unaccounted for.
I was starting to be a little pissed off, I was burning outside & inside.
Waited a few minutes more but still no sign of them.
Eventhough upset, I managed to doze off in the heat.
When I woke up, I was drenched in so much sweat it feels like I've been dipped in water & lifted right away.
I panicked when I realised I was the only one on the bus.
Well, the rest were resting under a tree cause they couldn't stand the heat.
Too sleepy & too lazy to step off the bus, I just waited there but not without curses thrown in here and there.

Around 12.30pm we finally left the place but a few km down the road, we had to stop cause someone almost fainted in the bus.
Then someone had trouble breathing.
Then another.
And another.
This heat thing is slowly killing us one by one.
We stopped at the side of the road & another surprise, the tyres got stuck in the mud.
Our day had gone from bad to worse.
So we disembarked the bus & took shade on both sides of the road.
Then a familiar car halted.
It was a former colleague who was transferred to a different department.
Known for being blatantly honest, she called me fat in front of others.
My day had gone from worse to let me bury my head inside the ground and not pull it out ever.

It took the driver about 15 minutes to get the bus up and running again.
And there was almost an accident caused by a stupid, selfish driver who refused to stop even when our bus signalled to enter the road.
We finally reached the academy after an hour.
This is by far the worst road trip I've had.
I can't imagine if we had to board the same bus for our trip to Sibu next week.
It's going to be a nightmare, I can guarantee that.

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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Sausage on the go (the verdict)

Sorry guys, it took me a few days to finally write part two of the sausage incident.
Before I write any further, I'd like to firmly state that this is my personal opinion.
What I will be writing does not represent the product as a whole.
As I'm not a chef & I don't cook much, my taste palette might be a little confused when in contact with new and unfamiliar flavors.

Long story short, I tried the cheese flavoured the other day.
I hated it.
It tasted nothing like cheese.
To me it tasted more like canned sambal udang mixed with plastic.
Managed to take two bites without having to puke.
How about the remaining two flavors?
I didn't bother to try.
The last bite still left a bitter taste in my mouth.

So i'll be sticking to the usual sausages.
The kind that needs refridgeration & prepared well before consumption.
Now I feel like eating my favourite hotdog+egg+cheese.
By the way, what's the difference between sausages & hotdogs & franks anyway?
Just curious.

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After a year

A year ago on this date,
I met a guy while helping to post a parcel for a friend.
The guy was the frontliner at the postage office.
I had a slight problem with the cost of the postage.
To put it easily, I didn't have enough money with me.
We exchanged numbers and he promised to update regarding the cost.
In less than 30 minutes, I received a text from him confirming the exact total of the postage.
So in the evening I came back to pay the balance.
We made small talk while waiting for him to come up with my receipt.
On my way out he asked when we can meet again.
I answered (I was being nice), I'm going out now why don't u join us?
He replied I'm still working but can I text / call u sometime.
I said yes, why not.
He walked me to the door and waited for me to drive away. I waved him goodbye & he waved back smiling.
Fieza & and giggled in unison in the car once he's out of our sight.
Well actually we laughed out loud.
U can tell such things don't happen a lot to us.

A year later, today.
That guy is now my husband.
I married him 6 months ago in the presence of both our families and close friends.
I still can't believe it myself, my jodoh came so fast.
Or maybe I'm just 'gatal'?
I think both.

It was a brief meeting so why did I decide to let him know me better?
Because he was so damn persistent.
He wouldn't take No as an answer, damn it!
I have never been in a relationship before so I thought why not give him and myself a chance.
And having a new movie buddy won't hurt right?
Now I got more than a movie buddy.
If u know what I mean. (Only 9gaggers will understand).
But I think the main reason is because I feel comfortable being around him.
I'm not the chatty type so for me to converse freely with someone especially a guy is a huge thing for me.
I can be my crazy self when I'm with him.
Believe me I am a bit cuckoo around those I'm comfortable with. :P
To be honest, I didn't know then whether he was The One but I sure know it now.

Dearest Mr Azlan,
Thank you for being persistence even when I kind of 'jual mahal' during our days of courtship.
Thank you for the love u shower me with everyday even when we're thousands of miles apart.
Thank you for always saying I'm beautiful even on obviously bad hair & PMS days.
Thank you for constantly reminding me of Allah & be grateful with everything we have.
Thank you for never asking me to change anything about myself.
Thank you for everything you've done & will do for me.
I love you so much, sayang.
I pray we will grow old together and later in Jannah.

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Monday, October 8, 2012

sausage on the go

Found these yesterday at Choice Supermall.
Ready to eat sausages.
I've always love sausages and being curious, i just got to have a taste.
No refridgeration needed, just unwrap, tear off & enjoy.
There's 3 flavors: Tori Fish, Otak Otak & Cheese In.
No worries for Muslim cause they're Halal.
And it's RM3.99 for 3 pieces.
Haven't tried them though.
Stay tuned for next post.

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Friday, October 5, 2012

ready. aim. fire!

On Wednesday I had the chance to handle & fire a gun.
Not a plastic gun nor a water gun but a real one!
A 9mm Glock.
Gun handling is one of the modules we had to go through during our 2 months basic course for senior customs officer.
( I have survived until the 5th week of this course, 5 more weeks to go! Woot! )
For this module, we fired a few rounds in the gun simulation room before being allowed to fire at a proper shooting range the next day.

There were 3 rounds for us to show off our shooting skills on the range.
Centre fire, rapid fire & hostage.
My score was 53, 81 & 27 respectively.
I did the worst for the hostage category but overall I ranked 12th from 34 participants.
Simulation is nothing near like the real thing.
My pistol kept jerking cause I didn't pull the trigger gently & I even closed my eyes a few times after firing.
Dangerous I know but it's just scary.

Two of us were injured during the practice.
A friend had a small cut on her finger when the pistol's slide jerked backwards when she finished firing her rounds.
Another I believe to be the silliest injury self inflicted by a person.
And that person was me.
*hides face in hands*
A bullet shell from the pistol I fired actually flew into my safety goggle & burnt little skin above & below my left eye.
The injury might be minor but damn it hurts.
The reason: I didn't wear my safety google close to my face.

Safety measures is always important while loading & especially firing a gun.
So remember to wear your safety google, ear muff (wear them right) and always listen to the shooting instructor.
Don't get too excited or too scared.
Keep calm, take ur aim & pull the trigger.

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