Envious and desirable

There was this print ad for a car which showed it to be the envy of town.
The car gets graffiti and phone number scribbled all over the car's body, with lipstick.

Some friends of mine wanted to do the same to my new car. Couldn't help it i supposed, they were envious.

Today, the car company release a new ad. It says it is a very desirable car, just like me.
hahaha.

Those friends of mine, you know who you are. If you are laughing, laugh again.

Rehab

Rehab seems to be the place to be, in Hollywood.

Where I'm at, it's no different from a rehab.

I'm like a bird, trapped in a cage (not too bad a cage though),with my wings clip.

This bird is also an FBI agent.

This cage has no wife, and this bird can't chirp with her other birdie friends because no MSN, no hotmail, no yahoo mail, no facebook, no blogs!

But this bird is find her way around, it's not that bad.
One needs focus and driven with objective, then the rest are just noise and interference.

I'm cool. But still badly withdrawn from the internet.

May-day

Mayday, mayday!

I had a call of distress, not exactly on May 1st, Mayday but a day before that.
I pushed my luck on the fuel tank and exhausted it on the highway. I knew I had to get it filled up but somewhat thought, nah, I should be able to make it at the next one. My new toyota has its first 'draught' on the fast lane, had to cruise my way to the emergency lane.

So no choice, had to make a few distress call. First, very important, called husband. He can then call whoever nearest to the rescue, nyiak nyiak. Next, call highway rescue team but wait, where's that number? Don't have, don't see, no sign. Next, call anyone, everyone on your phone for help. OK, so help came, but not after many phone calls first to find help, then to find help to help you find the rescue number. (Highway should have rescue line like this: 1800Kesas or 1800LDP, that would be easy).

Help came but they don't come with petrol. I had to pay them to go buy petrol. I had to wait some more.

Never mind all that, help came and i'm on my way home to file my income tax after 2 hours of waiting. But aiyah, I didn't cause a traffic jam. Ish.

I must file a complain to Toyota for designing such bad fuel indicator. What's with the blink blink thing? Stick to the standard red light if they can't design an alarm that tells the driver specifics. Disappointed.

Have to thank my buddies who answered my call, many of them have to hook up their 3G dongle to look up rescue info for me. Some of them send help to get help .. Gracias.

Very important lesson here, in descending order:
1. Make sure you have highway rescue number in your mobile. They are free but not fast.
2. Know the tollfree number to call. AAM, your car insurance company, or Toyota Assist.
3. Have a long list of numbers in your mobile whom you could call for help.
4. Least important, refuel your tank.

And remember, stay in the car. Standing outside cause more traffic jam, people tend to stare at you. So must look pretty also.

Commencement

To steal a line from Norman Osborne (Green Goblin from Spiderman) at Peter Parker's graduation, "commencement: the end of one thing, the start of something new".

I start at my new workplace tomorrow. I think it's apt to use that line. It does mark the end of an interesting chapter. It marks the beginning of another. Yes, I look forward to that. So anxious that I have to start of this day with a new blog.

I won't say much. I have lots of words and feelings swimming in my head for many days now. I will write about the friends and acquaintances I have made at L13A, my family, my vacation, my new 'adventures', me and my car, my obsessions. Basically, how my mind connects as an ensemble.

Watch out for more in this space.

My first ensemble post

here's my first posting on my brand new blog.

This will be my personal blog, away from pure blog for a mom.

This is my blog as a working mom, wife, big sis, a professional individual.

Personal, intimate, and just a place to let you have a piece of my mind...and hopefully, yours.