Friday, October 16, 2015
Friday, October 9, 2015
Just lauk, no rice.
(Pictures courtesy of Google)
See? You can weigh the same but with a lower body fat percentage, you look leaner. In the 2nd picture that girl looks skinnier even though she is 3 kgs heavier than she was before.I was so relieved after I found out cos I knew I wasn’t crazy, it was not all in my head. I had legit reasons to feel fat.
This is me wearing my UK 8 pants. They used to be slightly lose cos I wear UK 6 but now.. :O
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
And then she slept.
And then mommy took some selfies. I mean, what else was I supposed to do?
I followed him inside and tried to find a chair because I knew that this was definitely going to take forever. I reached out for my bag on my shoulder to get my phone, but wait a minute...
WHERE THE HELL IS MY BAG?!!!!
It had just dawned on me that I was not carrying it. It wasn't on the stroller either!! I told myself OK. Don't. Panic. Maybe it was with Nadri. Maybe he was holding it for me.
But deep down I knew that it was highly unlikely because I don't like him touching my bags (psycho alert) so I never ask him to carry them for me. And also because I think men carrying their gfs/wives' bags look weird.
Anyway, I found him and all he had in his hands were those damn video games.
At that point my heart just stopped and I literally felt like I was going to pass out.
Oh shit oh shit oh shit!!
Suddenly I could recall clearly in my mind that I had hanged my bag on one of the clothing racks in H&M while I tried on a stupid hat in front of the stupid mirror. I must have completely forgotten about it and continued shopping.
So I said, "Sayang.. I think.. I, um, left my bag at H&M."
Now you see, it is VERY hard for Nadri to get mad at me. He's just a really laid back guy. But when I said that to him, I could tell that he was sooo angry. And I don't blame him.
I left my CHANEL bag in a store, walked away, and then happily took pictures omg what the hell is wrong with me?! (if you scroll up and look at the last 3 pictures, they were taken after we had left H&M and I wasn't carrying my bag)
It was, without a doubt, the most careless and the stupidest thing that I have ever done.
What made it so hard to stomach is the fact that it's not that easy for me to buy Chanel bags. They cost an arm and a leg. I'm not a trust fund baby. I don't have rich parents/husband who could shower me with all the luxuries in life. I don't get things at the snap of a finger. I work hard to get what I want, which is why I really value and appreciate the things that I spend on.
I hurried back to H&M, praying the hardest for it to still be there where I left it.
When I reached the store, I suddenly became this super paranoid psycho. I felt like everyone was being suspicious and I started frantically scanning every single person that went in and out of the store.
No sign of the bag.
I rushed in and went straight to the particular rack where I left it.
My heart sank.
It was gone.
It was freaking GONE.
I looked around and went paranoid again. I even followed these 2 girls because I thought they took my bag. They were looking at me with shifty eyes. Or at least I think they were. I was unstable then so it could have just been my wild imaginations. I got closer to them and tried to peek inside their huge handbags.
Then I searched the entire store twice, all two floors, hoping that I was wrong and that I had left it somewhere else instead.
Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
I wanted to throw up. I could not believe that this was actually happening. And to think that I had left the bag in H&M, of all places?!! I can never forgive myself for this. I will never buy a Chanel bag ever again.
All I wanted to do was go home, as in go back to Malaysia. I didn't care about the trip, I didn't want to go to Monte Carlo and Paris anymore. I screwed up big time and I just wanted to get away. This was the worst trip ever.
Then he said curtly, "Ask the sales assistants."
I was like, what the hell for? Obviously someone had found it, and inside it there were lots of euros, an Iphone 6 plus and a blackberry. No one would return it, duh.
I once left my phone somewhere at the mall, went back 10 minutes later to get it and it was nowhere to be found. Nadri accidentally left his Tag watch in his office's bathroom last year. He went back to get it not long after and it was already gone. He went to lost & found, nothing. He works in a bank so you'd think that the people would be more, you know, civilised. But nope.
I didn't dare to say that to him though so I just went up to the cash register and asked one of the girls if they had seen a bag.
She asked me to describe it.
I said, "Silver/gold-ish bag with chain straps."
And then she turned around, opened a cupboard and took out my bag!!
My eyes opened wide and my jaw dropped to the floor.
She handed it over to me with an amused smile (probably cos she saw how shocked I was) and said, "Here you go, a customer found it and gave it to us just now. Be careful next time."
I wanted to hug her. And kiss her. And buy her shoes.
Wow.. I guess people in Nice are just really really nice. I mean, remember that lady who wanted to make sure that we were at the right place when we arrived? And now this. I love this city even more! T_T
I clutched my bag tightly (but not too tight, calfskin can be delicate) and profusely thanked her, teary eyed.
Nadri saw me holding the bag as I was walking towards him. His scowl turned into a smile and he said,
"Thank god you found it. But how could you be so careless???"