Sitting here on my favourite sofa, at the starbucks in Kuantan Berjaya Megamall drinking Mocha Praline Frappucino (trying it for the first time! = It's okay but not as good as Java Chip) and eating my all time favourite chicken pie. Thank God for Vincent Tan and Berjaya Megamall. Else, life here,in kuantan would be as dry as living on the sahara dessert.
This week hasnt been very good. First of all, i have been having loads of arguments with me madre. Her need to dominate and control me has reached a critical point. I feel claustrophobic and the need to break free. She has been calling me the past week everyday just to ask me where i am? It's always, "when are you going back home?"....goshhh.....i can't take it no more. I told her other day, as long as i am single and unmarried, she can control and monitor my every action...what happens when i am no more single?...Maybe she will call my husband and ask where i am?....LOL....Just the thought of it is hilarious.....
Oh well....this is nothing as compared to what awaits me if i get a transfer back to kl....i have only 2 options then : To find a place in town, which my dad will object to...., and 2nd to get married, lol, as if it is that easy...
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