又累又难过的一天

今天原本晚上八点有个面试，是个大公司，本来以我的成绩是很难shortlisted的，但是一个很照顾我的学长推荐了我，所以我有这个机会。敬爱的学长，如果你有在看我的blog,我想在这里和你说声抱歉，我让你失望了。我没有去到这个难得的面试，因为在去面试的途中我迷路了。

其实我有去google map 和wikimapia 找了那个地方，地图也画了，但是当我在开车的时候，突然多了很多路出来，情况很乱，八点的面试，我五点半就出门了，一直迷路到了七点，我知道我是没办法到那里了因为我画的地图根本不能用，我又想到如果那位经理本来七点或七点多已经收工了，怕他为了面试白等我，所以我就打了电话过去告诉他别等了，我或许不能够到，应该是说我根本不可能会在八点之前到，因为我误闯到吉隆玻了。结果被他训了一顿，"you still have one hour, our appointment is at 8pm, now only 7pm, you already want to give up? you don't want try find the road again？ still have 1 hour you tell me you can't come already? you want to give up and go back now?" 什么男人嘛，人家在一个未曾到过的地方驾车，迷了路已经急到眼泪都快流出来了，你还要骂我，我才不是放弃只是担心你可能提早做好工作在等我，这才打给你的阿。算了，盖了电话继续找路。

就这样，从五点半一直迷路乱驾，跟路牌，过了一大堆的tol,还不知道该如何回去，结果驾到了南北大道，赶紧找个路口弯回雪兰莪，不然我就会到johor了吧！到了putra height的出口，当我要付路费时，才发现ticket不见了，找了很久，被后面的汽车hon了一下，找了又找，那该死的ticket居然躲在椅子中间的隙缝中。

一路上，一直哭，哭饱了继续驾，又哭，男友还在office,他已经习惯我迷路了吧，一点都不担心，而我则一直保持着惊慌的状态。到了接近十点钟，我在一个shell的油站停了下来，我的眼睛已经累得无法explore了，问了油站里的员工，知道这是LDP的最后一站，赶紧打电话向男友求救，他原本想告诉我该怎么走的，但是我已经没有信心了，坚持叫他来带路，反正他说哪儿很靠近他家而已。

最后，折腾了一个晚上，我的心真的很疲惫，下了车在房间里，眼泪还是忍不住的落下，想起manager的语气，刚才迷路时无助的情况，我真的需要一些安慰，结果我盼不到怜爱心疼的眼神，换来的是厌恶的眼神，或许是我太敏感吧！还是我的哭泣让他觉得更烦厌。

心，本来就已经很累了，那厌恶的眼神让它更受伤了。。。

Cupping Therapy 拔罐儿

Cupping therapy traditionally was using a detachable stove chimney put at your back and sucks out the "wet gas" from your muscle which make you feel to ache, sometimes they put on your stomach too if stomachache...

Due to i always doing work with my laptop and less exercise, (ok i confess is "no exercise" if shopping not calculated as an exercise... ) my back always pain for a period, so last year when i visit my friend at Melacca, she bring me to meet a Doctor of Chinese Medicine for a cupping therapy to suck out my poison blood which make me pain at the back, according what she said...


Before she put the cups to suck the blood, she used a needle slightly stab at the area of cupping so that the blood can come out.... U can see my blood which make my neck and shoulder pain was coming out....

My left shoulder...

Experimentally prove that my blood is red just in case you don't know. At the time i got a feeling like hope the liquid coming out were not blood but "fatty acid" squeeze out from my adipose tissue, can imagine just like this... wow! if like that then the business of the clinic must be very good after this.. haha... Nah, wake up, stop dream....



Well, the weird thing was after she removed the cups, she let me see some of my blood was clotting in pieces, means that i have some blood cloted at my back before... so terrible...



After cupping thereapy, my back bruise for 2 weeks...



Sigh, have to wash my cloth which dyed by fat... oh no, is blood...

拔罐儿 [báguànr]

1. 1. verb To treat disease by cupping a small jar with ignited paper or alcohol soaked cotton in it, on a certain point of the body or where treatment is needed, to cause hyperemia at the cupped area, usually for cold, coughing, rheumatism, and muscle pains.

Chinese New Year 2009

Year 2009 is the year of Ox, means that we have to work hardworking like an Ox, honorable like an Ox and strong like an Ox... Agree?

The most important is we must EAT MORE CHICKEN!
Nah... If you agree then you must me always eating and lazy at the year of Pig! That's no good..


Well, at this Chinese New Year, my family was having an open house party...
From the right: Family of Leong, Daddy, Brother, Me and Mummy.. We wear similar traditional cloth and have a same posing to welcome our guest... >