Wednesday, November 24, 2010

I Need House.

Whats wrong with our house now? Rather than paying RM800 for rent, add a little more and we could get our own house. With MSU just across the river, our neighbours are now very rowdy, very noisy, very annoying therefore very I-want-to-kill-all-of-you which speeds up our want-our-own-abode. Like, NOW.

We are looking to buy a house. A simple 2 storey terrace/link house. Anywhere in or near Shah Alam. Price 300k max. Safe. Bonus points for low traffic flow, no toll, many access points and lots of trees (and Fast food joints - husband).

Homework beforehand,,, and are my new BFFs. What I have found out so far;


Both Izham and I are earning a pretty stable income so we consider ourselves Middle Income. So I thought that we could afford an average, normal, 2 storey link house. WRONG. We cannot afford a house in Shah Alam where we work. Shah Alam only caters for the bourgeois apparently. Or 23 students renting in one house.

So we looked around the surrounding areas, Putra Heights, Setia Alam, Bukit Raja etc, etc ...... but none are below 300k which allows us to pay monthly installments of RM1500 which is what we can afford collectively. Idealistic sangatkah aku???

I just think that paying 400k - 800k for a 20 x 70 intermediate 2 storey terrace/link house is utterly incredulously preposterous. Paying for the address?? I call that oppression. In other words, that is just a load of crap.

Beggars can't be choosers. We're beggars in our own city when it comes property. Here I am, begging, God, please, help us find a house that is good for us, please.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Mirror, mirror, on the wall.

Ever since I got married, I have never faced any major problem or issues other than the usual ups and down of relationships. So forgive me when I choose to write about an issue of mine that has no affect whatsoever on the political climate of the world or environmental concerns or anything to do with hunger, poverty or war.

A very petty issue it is, self-centered and selfish, yes, but an issue. still it is, to me.

I feel fat and ugly.

There, I said it. I am so ashamed to admit it, but yeah, I have vanity issues. In fact, it was probably one of the reasons I disappeared from facebook for a while. As the name says "FACE book", and I do not have a FACE in which I could FACE the world, even in a virtual one.

I gained a lot of weight drastically after marriage, 20 kilos to be exact in the span of 1 year and a half. The Wii-Fit game on my sister's Nintendo Wii told me I was obese and that my health is that of a 45 year old woman. I was advised by 3 doctors to lose the weight if I want to conceive a child.

I can hardly fit into my clothes and dressing to go to work is a psychological struggle I go through every day. Accompany that with the frequent questions of whether I am expecting a baby when I'm just fat and the fact that every where I go I am approached by these slimming companies to subscribe to their RM10 600 for 30 days programme, it really makes my day - excruciatingly painful .

In between my mum telling me the ugly truth that I can't wear heels because I keep falling down and spraining my ankle because my small feet cannot bear the brunt of my weight and being surrounded by young beautiful people everywhere around me, I try to keep it cool with self deprecating jokes when inside, I actually want to take a knife and slice all my fat away.

I know they say that beauty comes from within and is not just skin deep and my husband tells me I am the most beautiful woman all the time. I know I am so blessed and lucky in life. But every time I see a picture of me being tagged and I remember how I look like just 2 years ago, it is hard to keep telling myself – yes, I AM beautiful.

There are some people, normal people that I see and I would like to be like them. There are 3 of them to be exact, I would like to name them but I can’t. They seem to have this ethereal quality, which makes them very likable, approachable. I talked about this with my best friend and my husband. The discussion with my best friend yielded a result that our problem was being too blunt and expressive with our feelings towards others, more so when the feeling is that of dislike or loathsome even. That trait that we both have causes us to be, well, disliked, unapproachable and sometimes even feared. So we thought that maybe we have to be slightly ‘hypocritical’ or in nicer words ‘cordial’ to people or situations that make us go “blagh- tughh!”

My husband’s observation on these 3 individuals show that they are incapable of having a ‘masam’, sulky face. The ‘face’ that people feel like they want to smack, haha, so says my sister. Those 3 people I like, they look like they are constantly smiling and even their normal face is – normal looking. I smile, but my normal, expressionless face is actually sulking to others who are looking at me. My husband calls it the “Go away, don’t you dare mess with me or I will kill you” look. My family actually attests that I have this ‘face’. I actually don’t even realize I do that, I thought I was just having a vacant expressionless look.

I am trying to eat less and move more. I remind myself to smile as often as I can remember. I am buying new clothes (maternity ones are so comfortable) and wearing flats. I am trying not to get depressed looking at my own photos and reflection. I am trying to deal with this as best I can; even writing about it helps me purge my system from the negativity. I am trying to overcome this problem, in my brain, in my heart and in my body, so help me God. If I want to be beautiful, I need to just BE beautiful. That’s a start, I hope.

Monday, November 01, 2010

Making Things Beautiful - Part 2

Another long due project I just completed last weekend (with Yayang's help of course). Refer to the pics numbering for this one.

This time around, the challenge was;

1 - We have a "doorless" room with not enough walls and more clothes than our cupboards could fit. (pic 1)

2 - I (not we, hehe) have no place for my shoes. (pic 2)

So... my proposed solution;

Get an ubiquitous storage shelf. This one I got from Jaya Jusco for the price of RM119 (pic 3). It originally has backing boards but we didn't put them in when we were assembling the shelf. I got 2 shelves actually, the other one cost RM99 because it didn't come with backing boards, but it has 12 compartments (pic 6). IKEA has a similiar design which costs RM499 if I'm not mistaken.

Be sure to check the parts of the shelf first, we had to wait 3 months to replace a wrong board of the shelf, but Jusco people were very nice to entertain us.

Next, I got some funky textiles from IKEA. I chose black and white to match the shelves and so it doesn't look "serabut" when I put hings in them. Then I measured the shelves and had a tailor to cut it to size and jahit the tepi so it doesn't 'berbulu'. Next, with some thumb tacks and a very helpful husband, he helped me to hammer the tacks to attach the fabric at the back of the shelves. (pic 6)

I used 2 different fabrics for the 2 shelves to add a bit of interest. To create a "wall", just stack up the 2 shelves one on top of the other, and push them in place. As u can see, it almost reaches the ceiling. (picture 4 and 6).

Then I just fill up the shelf with my stuffs (picture 5). Decorative boxes help keep things (like socks, bags, bla bla bla..) tidy.

For the shoes, look closer at picture 8, I used plastic dining place mats that I cut to size and place them underneath the shoes so that my heels don't scratch the shelf. Plus its pretty, hehe.

So now the room has a wall that also functions as storage space or display area. The shelves leave just enough space for the room to have a doorway AND I bought an iron curtain railing for RM32 and put it across 2 shelves for extra hanging space for the clothes (pic 9). So now the cozy room acts as a walk in wardrobe and also a prayer room.


So there, its a pretty simple project that I'm happy to share with you guys. Till next time, don't forget, make things beautiful and make beautiful things!!!! xoxo Irin

p/s: Picture 7 is my Drocell Figma that Yayang gave me for my birthday, she wants to enter frame jugak. The small wooden trees are from KK home deco and the origami was made by my student Arina Ramli which she just chuck around our house when she came over.