On the way back from dinner (my breakfast, lunch, and dinner), saw 2 motorists riding their motorcycle, without wearing helmets. It’s not that they don’t have, I saw the guy behind holding it. What’s the point of holding a helmet and not wearing it? IF there’s an accident.. your head confirm gone case! Wearing the helmet helps. What are these guys thinking?
Told the man to get rid of the bird nest in the wall, behind the air-conditioner. From outside, you can see the hole where the birds fly in and out. He asked me to use something to chase them away. I did but they just come back! It’s so irritating when they flap their wings at night. Told him the bathroom light not working already. The toilet one already spoilt long ago. Told him not once but twice.
Sometimes reading my block chat is really hilarious. The chat created recently because they are not satisfied with the new management company, and the group AJK especially the chairman. They are complaining issues that arose long ago plus the new ones. Things that should have said long ago… actions that should have done long ago.. some of these (maybe all) still owe the monthly maintenance fees, and some are not owners. Whatever it is…. I’m not the owner. I have to report to the owner for any decision-making.
Got a leaflet for this place when I came pasar malam on Monday.
Address: 8, Jalan PSK 8, Pusat Perdagangan Seri Kembangan, 43300 Seri Kembangan, Selangor.
What you see in leaflet is for display only. Taste wise.. not bad.. I certainly would prefer more rendang gravy for the rice. The syrup is not too strong of rose flavor (I hate it when it’s too strong) but macam not enough susu.. Portion wise… okay for 1 serving… not too much… not too little…
This place is fan-conditioned. Street parking.
Things can never be the same again.. we can’t rewind time.. what’s said.. what’s done.. can’t unwind… whatever it is.. remains as memories..
Trying to cope.. trying to forget.. trying to let go.. easy to say.. but hard to do.. this stubborn head resists doing them.. instead.. piled up everything.. resulting emotional breakdowns.. mentally affected.. socially affected.. and maybe physically unwell..
The trust in you remains unchanged.. it’s me that I don’t trust.. and still… I hold back.. even with therapist.. it’s really natural pouring out words to you… I can’t find the same trust with other people.. I’m trying to build it.. but still it’s not natural..
I do wish you are reading..
We can’t avoid forever.. I don’t want that.. if that’s what you want..